Short Glamourous Poems

Short Glamourous Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Glamourous by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Glamourous by length and keyword.


Premium Member glamourous glitzy glossy glassy gladiolas

glamourous gladiolas gleefully graced Griffin’s gorgeous garden’s oath.
glowing glitzy, glossy, glassy and grassy, garnishing grandpa’s growth.


Premium Member dapper dog and glamorous cat

Dapper dog and glamourous cat
strutted around on a Wyoming flat
thinking autographs would be demanded by many
in truth, there were no askers, in fact, not any
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Glorious Gamer Gus

Glorious gamer going by Gus generously greased giant gamma goblin
on glamourous gamma rays, galvanizing gamecock’s gallstones in the
Gallery game Gallant Glitzy Goose fuddle.

Premium Member Sandra Intimidated Men

Sandra was enchanted and glamourous
Men were intimidated
Giddy when meeting her


Her winsome winning ways delighted them
None of the lot suspected
It was women she liked
Form: Kimo

The Paris Of Our Dreams

For what conveys an air of
Chic sophistication
Romantic-lamped, but highlights
Its walks, beauteous
The Paris of our shared dreams
Is glowingly realised.
Wrapped in whose soft kind of light
Is gauzy-glamourous.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member If I were a Beaver

If I was a beaver, I would build a dam
Filling each room with beans and ham
Installing near each entrance a hidden cam
Inspiring a waterway traffic jam

I would hole up with my cousin Sam
And possibly my neighbor we call Glam
We would cut down trees with a loud bam
As we added rooms to our glamourous dam
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member She Bejewels Everything

My pal Charlotta bejewels everything she touches and sees
She has done up sweatshirts, coats and pants to their knees
But bedazzling a pumpkin? That seems weird even to me.
I ran right over to see it though, for a peek was totally free.

She started out spray painting the pumpkin black.
Then she cared a spider; her mother gave her no black.
She bejeweled that spider in a glamourous way, not at all mean. 
It was the most beautiful carved pumpkin I have ever seen.
Form: Rhyme

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