Short Frey Poems
Short Frey Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Frey by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Frey by length and keyword.
Same Rules
As much as things differ, things stay the same
Same sun waking up each morning, same rules to the game
But each brand new day
Brings joy to the frey
One joyous place, this world we lay claim...
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Categories:
frey, life,
Form:
Limerick
Winters Wind
So bashful to the wind the day sets at bay
recollecting the past of the stilled clay,
mounded mind distract the dew
observing the mountains in the view,
combusting in it's self the rain flaws
cold winter winds build it's claws,
to tangle the day amoung the clear
just to await what could be coming near,
golden spokes of torned day
breaks the path of wilted frey....
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Categories:
frey, nature, day,
Form:
I do not know?
Let Me Sing and Dance
Give me a chance-
Let me sing and dance-
I am stative-
Want to be creative-
Let me enjoy the music prance-
Give me a chance.
I shall run and jump on green frey
I shall enjoy indoors my cosplay
Take me around china and france-
Give me a chance –
Let me sing and dance.
Walk the beach and woods and jump on snow-
Talk to parrots and pigeons and sparrow-
Make me feel ecstasy trance
Give me a chance-
Let me sing and dance.
(sami)...
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Categories:
frey, freedom, girl, growing up, teen, me, me,
Form:
I do not know?
Thoughts of God, Free
I THINK,
(GODFREY THOUGHT)
… I’LL SHORTEN MY NAME!
GOD’S NAME IS I AM
MY NAME IS GODFREY
I AM GODFREY,
GOD IS I AM;
THEREFORE,
I AM GOD
I THINK, THEREFORE I AM
GOD THINKS, THEREFORE I AM
THEREFORE,
I AM GOD
I AM, IN LATIN,
IS “SUM”
GOD
IS THE SUM
OF ALL THINGS
GOD IS THE I AM
OF ALL THINGS
GOD IS THE I AM
OF ME
THEREFORE,
I AM GOD
SO, AS I SAID,
(SAID GODFREY),
I THINK
I’LL SHORTEN MY NAME –
TO FREY!!...
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Categories:
frey, faith, forgiveness, funny, imagination, introspection, life, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
The Heat Is On
Eagles band member Glen Frey went solo.
He recorded a hit many of you must know.
I would say most of us here were alive
back in the not-too-distant year of 1985.
I was sitting at a restaurant table popping a wine cork,
somewhere along Broadway up in New York.
A live band there started playing Mr. Frey’s song.
My date and I could not resist dancing along.
Believe me, I could tell you the heat was on that night.
The woman I was with proved to be such a delight.
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Categories:
frey, music, nostalgia, people,
Form:
Rhyme