Short Gray Haired Poems
Short Gray Haired Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Gray Haired by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Gray Haired by length and keyword.
There once was a gray-haired old lady.
Her name was Miss Irma McGrady.
As sweet as can be
was little old she,
but at bingo she’d act rather shady.
Categories:
gray haired, funny, humor, old,
Form:
Limerick
watching as he crossed the street
flowers in his hand
crushed and tattered petals fall
gray haired woman sits
present for grandma...
Categories:
gray haired, childhood, love,
Form:
Tanka
An old, gray-haired emir from Yemen
Preferred courting underage women,
He kept a list
Of those he kissed
Banished those he considered a lemon.
written June 26, 2021
Categories:
gray haired, humorous, sexy,
Form:
Limerick
Limerick : Once a young Opera Fan of Wagner’s
Once a young Opera Fan of Wagner’s
Sat out the Ring Cycle in blinkers
House chockful at the start
Such silence: heard no fart
Came out gray-haired and wailing bonkers.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Categories:
gray haired, humor, passion,
Form:
Limerick
Mr. and Mrs. Gray-Haired Wonder
You’ve got it going on.
Up at the crack of dawn.
You’ve got lightning…. you’ve got thunder.
Slow life down a little bit
so, you’ll have plenty more of it,
Mr. and Mrs. Gray-Haired Wonder.
10/4/19
Picture #1
Make it Seven'
Sponsor: Joseph May
Categories:
gray haired, age, appreciation, character,
Form:
Rhyme
The clean tail goes after the light head
But, Tequila drinker dangy tail-head follows cows and cats
Lift right
Right lift
His news like his nose
Cheap acts like rare
Here and there
Big sound small mind
gray-haired dangy too little monkey
Note: Do you know the form of this poem? ;)
Categories:
gray haired, adventure,
Form:
I do not know?
I never realized how fast I was climbing
Till the day I stepped over the hill
Where now I find I'm slipping and sliding
All of this against my will
Gray haired and clearly out of energy
I can't see my way back to the top
I'd heard of over the hill but still
Wasn't expecting this quick of a drop
Categories:
gray haired, age, life, old,
Form:
Rhyme
Happy step mother's day
Sorry your card is soggy.
I tucked a few ice cubes inside it.
The same ones you spit onto my soul
so many years ago.
{They all see the gentle-gray-haired grandma
and wonder why I keep my distance}.
but I grew up under the ass of that crow {you didn't}
Crapping out ice cubes on my young soul-
I wear the rouge on my psyche as proof.
Categories:
gray haired, angst,
Form:
Free verse
A smart *ss hermit,
Sitting on a folly throne.
And he always likes to spit,
Bunch of words in drone.
A culturally-modified mime,
In a shirt that dull boring pinky.
Talking about the punctuation and rhyme,
Insisted on how a poem should be.
Oh dear gray-haired kooks..
The words you say wrapped in hypocrisy.
I might not counted smart in your books,
But at least my words cry it honestly.
Categories:
gray haired, funny, humorous, satire,
Form:
Rhyme
I cried tears of anguish for the burgeoning.
Tears and sobbing aren't prospering.
I regret all the rambunctious ineptness.
Silver hair and a large head are worthless.
My youth was pillaged, yet my heart tried to beat.
Pulling leaves from a branch is a fun treat.
Is it possible to reclaim my youth?
To tell him the breed of gray-haired man couth.
Categories:
gray haired, analogy, childhood, conflict, destiny, feelings,
Form:
Couplet
The Penny man
There was an old man who walked the streets.
Day after day. Giving pennies to the young and old.
A gray haired man with a kind smiles.
He would walk by you and if you said "hello " to him.
A penny was all your reward.
Now he walks the streets of heaven. With a smile on his face.
Telling everyone "I'm an angel and these pennies are from heaven."
The man was from Springville N.Y. and everyone knew the penny man.
Categories:
gray haired, angel, children, giving, new york,
Form:
Free verse
Salix Discolor had escaped my view
Living in south that would be nothing new
How I could enjoy your beauty in spring
When only one Weeping Willow see through
Gray-haired bloom so distintive against red
Beauty like fur coat of cat that's purebred
Salix Discolor stands still while wind's wing
Transports young where no other foot has tread
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Contest:*****willow or Daffodil
Written: Today February 28, 2012
Categories:
gray haired, nature, urdu,
Form:
Rubaiyat