Short Fluff Poems
Short Fluff Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fluff by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fluff by length and keyword.
Snowflakes are falling
Softly landing on the ground...
Winter ground covering
I never have been bored enough
To fill my navel up with fluff.
So how it gets there heaven knows,
Just like the fluff between my toes.
Days melt into memory,
and congeal into nostalgic fluff,
which comforts us,
as they are carried away on the late winds of life,
when we do not have enough..
She is a scanty bit of fluff he said.
There she was. My eyes fell out of my head.
She wasn’t horrible.
More like adorable!
Wearing a satin sheet from someone’s bed….
Drink in life from a sippy cup,
take it all in but stop at enough.
Quench the mind's thirst but
don't over stuff.
Distinguish from what's needed
from what's just fluff.
The Royal Dragon, Fluff, was ugly and mean.
Things she did were cruel and obscene.
She was so wrong,
it inspired a song.
"Fluff, the Tragic Dragon, Queen"!
Fur on my cat
Wish I had it
Imagine that
Fuzzy and soft
Stuck to my skin
Flat and aloft
Warm and cozy
Happiness mine
Snuggling nosy
Licking I wash
Puking I pout
This dream I squash
Knew a kid who thought he was tough,
Just a bully doing mean stuff.
One day after falling
He then started bawling,
We found he was nothing but fluff.
By: Greg Stanley
Entry into Carol’s “Fluff” contest
Does a man become less hirsute when balding has occurred
and the hair upon the head it disappears?
Perhaps not !! It seems there is thickening of the eyebrows
hair protruding from the nose and much more fluff filling up the ears Pardon??
Snowflakes like
feathery fluff
tumble
from frigid skies.
Spreading out like a
down duvet,
feeling
snugly soft;
and yet,
icy cold
to the touch.
A shroud, befitting
Autumn's splendiferous
dead;
wove by Winter's hand.
a writer’s filler
calico kitty
teased sixties hairdo
a thick foam mattress
frosting on cupcake
unneeded words
puffed up and pumped
white duck feathers
virgin lamb's wool
moving clouds
whipping cream
marshmallow
frothy
pillow
fluff
Winter Fluff
powdered sugar flows from the heavens and whips up marshmallow frosting
Sandra M. Haight
~NA~
Contest: Battle of the Monoku or One-Line Poem #3 (old/new)
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Judged: 02/09/2016
I remember in my early teens,
being teased about my facial hair was really mean,
people would tease and they would poke,
always trying to make jokes,
but it wasn't just bum fluff to me.
Contest: FLUFF - Carol Brown
M.Mahauariki © 2012
1st place
In ball form
This special object
Is divine
Cleans and heals
These multifunction fluff balls
Would be all you need
They take off
All of ones Make-up
Can apply
Medicine
To all cuts and open sores
These fluff balls are best
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Carol Brown's "Fluff" contest
1/31/2012
whimsy and fantasy are for a fluffer
I am a concrete wall, none of that for me.
No weird nicknames like little duffer.
I’m hard and rough and coarse as I can be.
Don’t try to soften me up or make me smile.
I am not happy, merry, excited or gay.
Your cagey ways you need to back pedal dial.
I’m strict and staunch and mean-like; and I like it that way!
Heavy grey clouds have finally passed.
Spring is coming at last, at last.
Blue sky full of wispy fluff
Says to winter 'enough, enough'.
Fluffy white clouds in sky of blue.
This kind of day ... long overdue.
Enough of winter, enough of cold.
It's pristine beauty did quickly grow old.
Spring, oh Spring, is on it's way
As the fluffy clouds come out to play.
I lay on the bed idling my time,
My husbands in the bathroom he’s doing fine.
He comes to bed and slips under the covers
We lay together we were going to be lovers.
I let my fingers walk across his midriff,
They fell in a hole as big as though off a cliff.
The good thing I found even though in a huff
They had a soft landing with all the belly button fluff.
Where did it come from?
We stare at it.
Is it part of the dog's tail?
Or another thing he has dragged home from the neighbors?
Is it part of the memory foam mattress he has already chewed?
We stare at Buddy; he is giving us a practiced angelic pose.
We do not discover what it was until three days later
All the stuffing inside my husband's left boot has been chewed out.
Lightly stepping on
Fluffy clouds of promises
my eyes wide open
in a sky of certain lies
no fluff left to break my fall
Restlessly sleeping
on fluffy pillows of trust
eyes closed naively
in a bed of broken dreams
no fluff left to protect me
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, January 31, 2012
For Fluff contest
First Place finish in Carol Brown's Fluff Contest
< Fluff of billowy clouds
Looking like they have Angelic faces
Utterly smiling down on Mother Earth
Forecasting peace for all mankind
Foresakes for all sinners
Entry For
Carol Browns
Fluff Contest
G.L. All
What an awful word is Fluff
as if the English language
wasn’t tough enough
Sir Thomas Elyot would have a fit
If he knew Fluff was in it
You can fluff your words
Or Fluff your lines
Do cotton buds come from Fluff mines?
You might Fluff your pillows
Or your candy floss
You can Fluff your absence
to your fluffy boss
here ends this rhyme
barely good enough
for as a competition entry
it’s a bit of a Fluff.
The day he could not find his snuff
Grandpa got out his iron cuff
Grandma brought him an omelet puff
Delightful, cheesy, with some fluff
I do not want to be so gruff,
Grandpa said in kind of a bluff.
But I have truly had enough
Of grandchildren taking all my stuff.
Grandma put down her foxy ****
Patted his hands. They were so rough.
I do not blame you for your huff.
Babysitting is rather tough.
Oh, how I love a summer day
when I can go outside and play
with Puff, my dog, and Fluff, my cat-
who wait on the house steps or mat.
The flowers first, I have to tend;
must water them- their thirst to end
so they stay pretty- healthy too.
This is the first thing I must do.
And after that, when I am done
we play together and have fun!
I love how they both wait for me!
They make me happy as can be!
Fluffy is how I view myself,
No sitting around for me on a closet shelf!
Teasing me will get you nowhere,
I'm very proud of what I wear!
Throwing barbed comments,
Used to blow me asunder.
Now I know your just jealous,
Of the fluff I am under!
Keeps me warm on a cold winter night.
Ads girth to my fist,
If I feel like a fight!
Fluffy is who I am,
Am proud to say,
Have always been this way!
A fluff of life
He sensed something on the window ledge
it was an insect of the summer past
its hue was grey totally exhausted it could not fly anymore.
He took it inside. put it under the lamp
slowly its colours appeared it moved dreamy wings,
a residue of spring.
He said I like to call you a rainbow.
He left the light on when leaving the room
The Rainbow had tried so hard.
In the morning the battle was over
a piece of fluff the draft from the open door blew away.