Short Glasgow Poems
Short Glasgow Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Glasgow by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Glasgow by length and keyword.
Earth glows in the dark like a bauble
Though sometimes its orbit will wobble
In Glasgow they came
To allocate blame
Knowing Scotch can make eagles gobble!
Categories:
glasgow, humor,
Form:
Limerick
Dawn freshens her climb is done
Scotland she becomes gentle snow but falls
Glasgow once more
Streets of beautiful calls
Home of love once more
Scotland forever more.
Categories:
glasgow, feelings,
Form:
Rhyme
Trick Trivia is not my greatest force,
so it is time I think we should divorce.
The questionaire wants to know,
what’s in the middle of Glasgow -
then states - the answer is an ‘S’ of course.
Categories:
glasgow, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
kisses are polymorphic
for one can seal a friendship
or give loves birth
given as a cold goodbye
or a token of hope given
some biblically betray
some drag life back
but my favourite
is local born
Categories:
glasgow, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Think of the rainbow, when you're missing him
Picture the brightness of colour against the grey Glasgow sky,
And hold your head up as you fight back the tears,
Look to the colours ahead
and don't cry
Categories:
glasgow,
Form:
I do not know?
I wanted to traipse in the desert
But sand dunes were in the way
I went to ski in the mountains
But snow blocked the pass that day
It seems Mother Earth has a game
That she really loves to play
Forget about YOUR calendar
To Mother Earth, today is PAY DAY!
Categories:
glasgow, environment,
Form:
Verse
Nicola
Happy, sad, angry, sweet
Sister of Jenny and Louisa
Lover of literature, frogs and music
Who feels love, fear and joy
Who fears inadequacy, catastrophe and wasps
Who would like to see kindness, Madagascar and sunshine
Resident of Glasgow, Scotland
“Noo”
Categories:
glasgow, introspection
Form:
Bio
James
Father, friend, cool co-worker and cheery
Son of Andrew James Fraser
Lover of: Nature, Music and Poetry
Who is: Emotional, polite and proud
My worries are: World Peace, Society and Glasgow Celtic winning the League
I would love to see: America, it's Grand Canyon and Canada's Fraser River
Resident of: Inverness, The Capital of the Highlands
Fraser
Categories:
glasgow, family, father, friendship, music, nature, places, son
Form:
Bio
The road home from Glasgow airport
Tyres in front crying on my windscreen
Combine with the pain from the dark clouds
That blanket the horizon
Make a misty view.
Hard to see
The wipers cannae keep up.
A difficult road to drive
Many lanes to cross
Many emotions to deal with.
Getting closer to home.
Less tyre spray
Clouds breaking up.
I'll see him again.
Categories:
glasgow, family,
Form:
Free verse
Just saw Susan Boyle again
I know that her kin
Must be feeling awfully proud
That this lass pleased the crowd
She's the one with the voice
Celebrated by many she their choice
A lass from Scotland in her fourties
Had some more sass this lass from Glasgow
Hope she wins another round
For when she opens her mouth
The crowd is astound
Of the voice that does abound
Categories:
glasgow, music
Form:
Rhyme
giesa minute
whits yer rush
youve had my whole life to judge me
2 mins widnae kill ya
whit would i ask
would i call you a bas
beg for forgive
I'm Scottish please
oor music scares bees
have you seen oor kisses
From the Glasgow of cities
F**k-f**kety f**k f**k
how we swing our knees
as our beds we leave
we the widdershins people
trying to pull back the last tock
Categories:
glasgow, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Summer moon over Glasgow
Driving down the M8
20 degrees shows on the dashboard
Who cares if I get home late.
The ball of orange hangs in the sky
Looks bigger this time of night
Hovers above the Glesga high rise
And reflects in the River Clyde.
Though the moon begins to rise
The canvassed sky is still bright
The painted picture shows how God smiles
At half ten in the summer night.
Categories:
glasgow, spiritual
Form:
Prose Poetry
Echoes
off tenement windows,
sound mixed
with fluttering glimpses
of fake hanging ghosts.
Perhaps
we’re only just
remembering, or
noticing how much
we usually forget.
For a fiver I can get
some rides on the outer
or inner, more
tenement windows,
more music.
I take a puff
outside Partick
station, then go about
my business
with a grin.
Categories:
glasgow, introspection, life,
Form:
Free verse
Clean water,
We all need it
To stay healthy
And live a long life.
Clean water,
We all need it,
Wherever we live,
Whatever language we speak.
Clean water,
We all need it,
But not everyone has it.
We can help those
Who don’t have it,
By donating money
To charity.
With this money,
Everyone can enjoy
Clean water and
A long life.
18/10/24
Written for 65th Glasgow Girls’ Brigade Explorers section badge work session 2024/25
Categories:
glasgow, age, health, water,
Form:
Free verse
WHATEVER HAPPENED TO WHITLEY BAY ?
Promenade without shelter
Glasgow accents on wet afternoons
Spanish City helter skelter
Candy floss and balloons
Hissing over the empty shore
Each lone beach grain
Children’s spades are no more
Now at work in Spain
14 October 2019
………………………………………………………………………………………..
NOTE Like almost every English seaside resort,
Whitley Bay is today an empty shell, once filled with life.
Categories:
glasgow, beach, holiday,
Form:
Rhyme
This is an interesting question
born in city of Glasgow
moved at 6 weeks to Ayrshire
then 1990 to Renfrew I go
So where is my home?
being brought up in Ayrshire
my formative years are there
so memories are ever on fire
Now based in Renfrew
a small quiet town
once home to a airport
now no planes come down
So Scotland is my nation
born and brought up in this land
here the covenanters braved the foe
till death they did stand
poetgord@2013
Categories:
glasgow, life,
Form:
Rhyme
A beloved building turn to ashes.
Priceless artwork swallowed by fire.
Watching the fire move from room to room.
Feeling My heart drop like stone in the ocean.
The smell of smoke travels up the street.
People moved from their houses.
Standing in the street watching the once great
Glasgow school of art burn.
Now all that remains is a burn empty shell.
Everything lost nothing saved hoping it can be fixed.
Not holding my breath.
A master piece gone in seconds never to be rebuilt.
Categories:
glasgow, heartbreak,
Form:
Free verse