Short Flirted Poems
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I flirted with French
For one full year.
Now, after so many years,
All that I could remember is:
Je ne peux pas parler Français!
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I knew a librarian named Dowd
Whom I recall was well endowed
Though when I flirted
She called me perverted
And said that I winked too loud
The old man flirted with barmaid- Marie
When she charged him of rape, felt no fury
Feeling proud, pleaded guilty
He wanted no pity
Sad, he was imprisoned for perjury
The blind lady was line dancing with Jack
Taking one step forward and two steps back.
Flirted and giggled
In sequin, jiggled,
Tripped, fell, hitting her head as all went black.
caught his eye, pursued me and we flirted ~ text him short and sweet poems.
2/25/21 Without Saying I Love You Poetry
JCB Brul
Used: How Many Syllables
The summer hasn't really begun in Earnest
That's where I met a girl with whom I flirted
I'm such a silly
Brain got willy nilly
Pregnant she got, sadly her husband was alerted
Two beauties were not quite flappers
But Parisians, so almost that open
Servicemen approached them cautiously
Pulled up two chairs, flirted a bit.
They humored them before sending them packing.
After Being Contrite,
Daisy Effortlessly Flirted,
Going Home In
Jasper's Kayak;
Likely
Mimicking
Nonsensical Opinions,
Previously Qualified;
Regarding
Sailors
Tattoo's,
Unaware
Vain Wizards Xrayed Yellow Zebras!
There was once a good man of certain charm
Who never wished any lady to harm
But he flirted every day
No, couldn't to any say
Finally found himslef alone the bum!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
12 February 2017
10-10-7-7-10
She flirted with me,
this lady so fair
She left with a smile,
Seductive her stare
I saw her one day
So golden her hair
I walked towards her -
Her husband was there
11-15-19
Mcwhirtle Me Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Our rampant youth,
was filled with
uninhibited emotions,
lusty moments,
and romantic liaisons.
We sought excitement
and flirted with danger.
Damn the consequences.
Those unchecked emotions
have lasted many years
and we still have time to go.
My letters, somewhat unrealistic and poetic, have always been long and sweet,
making you feel happy and float on sun-lit clouds,
but little did I know that you flirted on Tweet;
read this last one...it spells your pathetic unfaithfulness with proof of doubts.
The Love of My Life
Flowing tresses of.blond hair and deep blue eyes
We flirted, promising our undying love for each other
I was captivated by her girlish charm and wit
After nine steamy months it came to an end
I moved to a new school district to start third grade
~ am awaken captured by life's core;
Embottled in a tapestry of grand old;
You were there;
With your golden hair;
And you flung it, toward me;
I smiled, as you flirted;
I come to you, beautiful...Alure;~
7/29/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
We flirted simply with our eyes,
never really needing to touch.
Kissed each other like butterflies,
when wind whistles gentle and such.
It really doesn’t take that much,
now we’re trading milkshakes for sex.
Lips always come through in a clutch,
lust at its core is not complex.
The sun finally came out and flirted today
It spread its happiness and warmth and made children come out and play.
How wonderful it was to see people coming out with smiles on their faces
and doing who can mow their lawn first races. The smell of barbeque was in the air
all day and night, thankyou sun have a good night
first love’s blue frock flirted a sleepy poet inside ~ first piece surfaced
Oct. 02, 2020
MON-O Poetry Contest
Contest Sponsor: Brian Strand
*A 1st Place* in the following contest (judged on Oct. 8, 2020)
(17 syllables)
Oct. 2, 2020
How My First Poem Was Born Poetry Contest
Contest Sponsor: JCB Burl
Players of two teams were booting the Ball
Ball between legs not finding rest at all
Tolerating merciless kicks, hoping kiss with Net
Whiffing restlessly 90 minutes, 44 legs sweat
Flirted with both Nets, stayed loyal to Octopus Paul
( Oct 2010 - Won "Honourable Mention" in Members Contest... "Let's Limerick " held by Linda-Marie the Sweetheart of P.S)
moaning melody bruised
reeling rusty cruise
dark dribbles drooled
felon fate fumed
hankering hoisted licked
voluptuous flames flipped
punctured palm pricked
callous consciousness clipped
sassy stripes stripped
bounty flesh fostered
taunted tune triggered
eerie emotions filtered
bounty beats birthed
wanky wail flirted
'20:04:18:11:21
Note: Of drooling drums.
Billy use to drive a Little Willie
through roads of Bovington being silly
fillies he did concerted
didn’t see combat, but flirted
used a camouflage glove for willy
12/13/2016
Little Willie was a prototype in the development of the British Mark I tank.
today displayed at the The Tank Museum at Bovington
Linsay Rd, Bovington, Wareham BH20 6JG, UK
have you had a chance to meet Lady Despair?
have you seen her grin at you
as she devours all your dreams and hopes?
has she opened wide her arms to embrace
your warmth leaving you forlorn?
has she beckoned seductively as she
stands on the path to despondency?
has she flirted with you
assuring you of her dependency?
have you fallen in love with Lady Despair;
trusting her, meeting her, loving her
as she greedily ensnares your soul?
You returned last night,
Right back to me,
In a dream...
Looking big as life
As your aura
Pleaded
Explaining it all over again,
Your eyes, glowing like moonbeams
Justifying your quick departure
Along with a brief stanza
About that girl
With the huge brown hair
The one at the bank
That you flirted with,
Letting me know
it was nothing
And that still
Separated by the veil between worlds
It was me
You wanted to come home to
Every single day.
She was dressed like a flamingo floozie
Her big boobs and booty ~ what a doozie!
Wearing a shade of pink
She flirted with a wink
I ran away from Wicked Witch, Soozie
Soozie was once a he-man. Way back when
Turned into a Barbie doll... do ya Ken?
Overdid the implants
Axed the bulge in her pants
I heard tell her name used to be Big Ben
*Finding a balance between writing humor and serious poetry.
I try but will never be as well-rounded as Soozie... Thank Goodness!