Short Gown Poems
Short Gown Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Gown by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Gown by length and keyword.
I saw a dude in a gown
Has rights to choose pronouns
Not knocking his ways
Just his style taste
Dress for success not like a clown
Bright vibrant colors
Reviving nature's canvas
Spring's new-fashioned gown!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
03 April 2018
Jet black satin gown
with tiny crystals sewn upon.
Silver disk at her waist.
It's length trails out eternal.
The night dresses well.
~*~ Such richness in fall ~*~
The last days of canopies
~*~ give spectacular ~*~
horizons, as we near, lie
~*~ in colourful gown descend ~*~
purple is the
royal gown
of night that sings out
to the sparkling stars
that shine their lamps
so bright and
purple is the gown of night
that we still dream of it
Trump Nude Under Gown
Rows of graduates were looking down;
Seems like they were wearing a frown;
Good at speaking;
Not loser seeking;
Guess what! Trump is nude under his gown.
Jim Horn
My mama calls me Adeleke... I wear the crown,
but this blue buddy calls me Ady, I won't frown.
She gave me a new, noble name...a gorgeous gown;
Crystal's gown, Ady's crown...talk of the town.
Lifting heavy stuff was not my intention
To save a few bucks I'm puffing like an engine
To keep the price down
So I can buy a new gown
To wear at my company's next convention
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In
Mother
Moon's armoire
hang star-gilded
gowns of indigo
silk, heady with
cedar and
sandal
wood
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Lifting heavy stuff was not my intention
To save a few bucks I'm puffing like an engine
To keep the price down
So I can buy a new gown
To wear at my company's next convention
© Jack Ellison 2015
abaabba A4-8 syllables rest
Satin gown glow
Brides face shows Love; betrayal now
Satin gown glow
Sheen and luxury colors show
Exit graceful stage left I bow
In satin gown I can't frown, wow!
Satin gown glow!!
In spite of the negatives, I'm a happy old clown
Each day I try my hardest to turn frowns upside down
Most days I succeed
Happiness I breed
As I prance around in my pretty pink gown
© Jack Ellison 2016
Autumn:
Nature’s wondrous gown,
Weaved by leaves of myriad hues
As
They are dancing on the branches,
Listening to the melody
Of
The enchanting wind!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
03 November 2022
each of woollen thread
in my pretty knit gown speaks
warmth of mother's heart
all the love n care
knit into patterns of gown
warmth of mother's heart
comfort that the gown
gives to me reminds love n
warmth of mother's heart
We have created a velvet gown for the Halloween queen
It is lovely and beautiful, just wait said my friend Fashion McQueen
I had to concur when I saw the concoction that he had created.
It was exquisite, more gorgeous than promised, pretty much underrated.
Whenever my emotions are gathered pain side
down, a smattering of silent, shallow, cobweb shadows
wear me as woe’s weighty gown atop clouds blind
to rainbows where naught is wrought but gloom’s
sound, tempo fraught, inbound.
Poem Form: Lind30
Sunset beams in scarlet hue
fall on mountains, waters blue
evergreens salute the crests
as watery blue mirror reflects.
1-26-2022
A Poem Crafted In The Various Lind30 by Robert Lindley Poetry Contest
Chantelle Anne Cooke
Her gown of sprouting green, sleeves of new leaves
Jade shade illuminates fresh summer rain
Woven gossamer silk on turquoise trees
Threaded through her mare's alabaster manes
Planting gold hope along emerald lanes
November mists persists in chartreuse dawn
With aspirations to sage Avalon.
12/5/19
The rain, insane, the floods flow down.
We saw the wreck before it hit.
Over storm’s head, a ghostly gown -
The rain, insane, the floods flow down.
Houses and boats float all aroun’.
Aft’ its fury, hurricane split.
The rain, insane, the floods flow down.
We saw the wreck before it hit.
10/5/2022
i saw you standing wearing a white gown
upon your head was a golden crown
and violet filled the room around you.
why watch the sunrise
when i can watch you rise?
your golden hair
your pale soft skin
of all the women
of all the nations
none surpass your beauty.
love was born in the darkness
you brought me into the light.
After days of fog
Moths eat away the slip of winter
Pieces of the New Year
Drift as ash into spring
Eyes waiting abhorrently
While midnight clasps the last remnants
Tomorrow becomes the butler
Escorting the sun
Rays peel open the solstice
Tattered wings flutter towards
The lamppost of February
Sealed in pocket mirrors…
After an epic struggle,
Shivering earth slowly escaped winter's icy grip
And
She threw herself into the arms of the awaiting sun
That
Welcomed her with the caresses of its ardent rays
Which
Thawed land's frosty garments-replacing them with
Spring's flowery gown!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
27 March 2021
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sad
blue
spruce
too
thin
no
use
~
silent
snow
flakes
floating
down
adorn
her in
white
gossamer
gown
written 10th December 2020
Premier Contest Imagism
Sponsor Brian Strand
N/A
Night and day rythmic crash of the sea
Reflection of the red sunset in his eyes
Extended into the ocean from the coast
Summer sea Spring storms biting wind
Sun on water shone like brilliant jewels
Long dark skirts trailing on stone steps
Rustic gown green overtunic amber silk
Long drawn breath crackle of fire glances
Distant sounds festive drums celebration
He said to once again enquire
About the things he should acquire,
Which their Law School Programs require
From one seeking to be Esquire
And he's shown a gown of a Choir
He'd seen in a jeep like Sequoia:
On a good friend,catechist Isaiah,
Then,firing the jeep in a mire
In front of a kiosk Of Keziah
"No to a choir- like esquire:
Readers of Book of Obadiah..."