Short Grungy Poems
Short Grungy Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Grungy by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Grungy by length and keyword.
blue jeans grandma with a plaid shirt
three days wearing them, she has dirt
not persnickety in any way
happily grungy every day
In the eyes of evil I can
only see you,
Clouds in a sky full of
truth,
Instincts remain and
need to be freed,
A river of gravel and
greed that need to be
seen.
Form:
Jobs, wives, none, but they love me, and I love my cats
They’d rather play grunge in the garage than chase rats
Learning Alanis Morrisette
discovered her on my cassette
Taste in music changes, I must say they drive me bats
It seems at least one dorm room is the dwelling of a bum.
I visited my son and saw big piles of grungy clothes.
leftover fast food, open garbage--things a mother loathes!
Sloppy sons so seldom seek to scour sickening scum.
Floating slowly across the sky
grey fluffy clouds above up high...
Wonder if the rain will come
grungy view appearing glum.
The setting sun descends her arc
creeping in the night of dark
where dreams await to embark
yet another morning start.
Olive green bottle garden
once beautified her perfect patio.
Resplendent with venust foliage
and pretty alpine flowering cacti.
Sadly, with declining mobility
its owner no longer ventures outdoors.
Now grungy, its only visitors
are two defecating pigeons.
Blackened bits of gritty bean
exploded on cell phone screen.
WTH? Brain's demise, cries!
Not to mention barbarize!
Pods become inconvenient,
imprecise and lenient.
Appliance not so new –
coughed, then gagged, and hella spew!
Murky, grungy, mucky cup
not a welcome wake-me-up!
Coffee shop not far away
provides a much brighter day!
Marching with madness, maniacal, music
Artfully agile and awfully active
Gyrating, gravitation, grungy goo
Imagine the imagery intervening interest
Children causing chaotic confusion
Melodies making the most of magical moments
Admiring authentic adventurous appeal
Gracefully, gently, goofily gigantic
Ice-Cream inspection, innocent ideal
Cascading, celebrations, cheekily cheerful
Strong as a beast,
The best career that everyone would feel envious.
For him there isn't end,
And he is copious.
Has responsibility,
needs to control and motivate the team.
Has humility,
but in his mind has stubborn self-esteem.
The representative of our country,
has pressure by the word "captain".
Doesn't react to plays that are grungy,
That's the perfect action for "captain".
Thank you my hero,
for being my hero.
A man once known as Benny Grunch
One day led all his yatty bunch
From rehearsal to a lunch
That ended up in a crunch
When they rattled a bowl of punch
The other guests did laugh and stare
And acted like they didn't care
If Benny and his bunch
Had their grungy lunch
And put on their yatty air
But in the end the chef did send
Them all crawling around the bend
Thus they never went back
To that old seafood shack
And would never again recommend
The hallway to enter a leftover room.
Loud and soft spoken at the same rate.
Echoes.
Eyeballs.
Fidgeting so much that a nail popped off.
Clink.
This meeting is a place for loud pitter patter.
We tear out the old wiring, gruffly.
Plug into the system as if we are alive with twisted cords.
Chapped lips.
This meeting is grungy, complicated, teeth chattering.
It’s cold as a diver submerged in the ocean.
Took my scarf off in a daze.
They took attendance as silently as stale water.