Short Head(A) Poems
Short Head(A) Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Head(A) by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Head(A) by length and keyword.
Staring at the skies above,
Flying over-head, a little, white dove.
Open your mouth and close your eyes,
You'll be in for a little surprise.
Baby love, baby love
Wearing on his head a big glove
Baby love, baby love
Is a very sloppy eater
Baby love, baby love
And sometimes is neater
Form:
i'd like to give your head a spin
with jokes about my funny kin
i'd offer you a glass of gin
but you'd need to give my poem a win
AP: Honorable Mention 2023
Large skeletal hand
Holds the great headless horseman’s
Head, a huge carved gourd
A pumpkin that glows within
For all of Halloween night
Russell Sivey
There I was standing at the Pearly Gates
I was so excited to learn my fate
First, they sat me down
On my head a crown
Then the question ~ What are your pronouns, mate?!
In legends of old when just a lad
Country farmers according to dad
Upon one’s head a flat cap
To face the sun crafty chap
Whence to tell one the time deemed the fad.
© Harry J Horsman 2020
Winter morning - overcast skies again with
little hope of seeing the sunshine brightly
over head, a dreary and wretched morning. . .
longing for Springtime!
January 14, 2019
The court jester made everyone laugh,
Balancing on his head a rather long staff,
But when it came crashing down
Hitting the king on his crown,
He was chased down the castle path.
Hickory dickory dock, the mouse got an electric shock
Thought he would die but only his ears interlocked
Could hear himself think
His life on the brink
Surgeon said, “try giving your head a good bop”
Hickory dickory dock, the mouse got an electric shock
Thought he would die but only his ears interlocked
Could hear himself think
His life on the brink
A surgeon said, “try giving your head a good bop”
Hickory dickory dock, the mouse got an electric shock
Thought he would die but only his ears interlocked
Could hear himself think
His life on the blink
Surgeon said try giving your head a real good bop
Hickory dickory dock, the mouse got an electric shock
Thought he would die but only his ears interlocked
Could hear himself think
His life on the brink
Vetenarian said, “try giving your head a good bop”
Told my 4 year old, it's normal to poop your pants
He's still laughing, as I hold my crotch and do a little dance
Mean you, you little smart ass
Gave his head a good whack
Might have made him smarter than me perchance
Not from earthly wells
Spiritual fountain erupts
Magnitude limitless
Bow the head a bit
The heavens cry healing, you
Call for a forfeit
Don't give up love
It bleeds beauty through heavy stones
Times three it shall bless
Tucking in her baby, Miss Furball gave his head a gentle kiss.
His eyes slowly closed, and his meow mouth gave a tiny hiss.
She liked sending him to dreamland in the best mama way.
Insuring he will be in a terrific mood the very next day.
Crackle lacquered faceless form
in our head a family warms
as child shivers mothers bones
above her shambles love
eyes are drawn to ambers glow
as steam forms clouds
in blue azure
Hope lost or found
which do you see
for it is lost in me
I’ve danced in a clowning jig,
Bells on my nimble toes,
Askew on my head, a wig,
Smile painted over my woes.
I’ve clapped in a rhythm inane---
Jumped in my floppy clothes…
My grease-paint dissolved in rain…
While tear-drop insanity flows.
I’ve danced in a clowning jig,
Bells on my nimble toes,
Askew on my head, a wig,
Smile painted over my woes.
I’ve clapped in a rhythm inane---
Jumped in my floppy clothes…
My grease-paint dissolved in rain…
While tear-drop insanity flows.
In the heart and in the head, a beating secret never dead. A beauty, seen in red and black, never breathes or steps back. Her smile may seem alive, but something differs in her eyes. never at a single glance, but more than that puts you in a trance.
You stun me
Or was it stung
You hurt me
Or was it heard
You spite me
Or was it spit at
You hate me
Or was it had
You faked me
Or was it f*cked
You fooled me
Or was it felled
You fit me
Or was it fight
You took my head a-spinning
And you’ll never give it back.
Around and around the room spinnin
tummy a whirlin.
Fresh coffee brewin
head a poundin.
Whose this in my beddin
oh what a fair maiden.
Down with coffee chugin
but head still poundin.
Did my car get taken?
What happen
I don't remember nothing
from new years partyin.
I said more to her then "than in all our life together"--
She just whimpered and moved her head a little,
Then she was gone.
We didn't say anything...
"A pure change happened"
My Daughter
"Heaney"
6/15/'13
frozen a trickling
a speck of crystal snowy
dew processed snow spot
~
floating down on my...
head a harden rain drop falls
drops in awe crystal
~
dew processed snow spot
speck of crystal snowy
froze a trickling
2/19/2025
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
Man and woman we are.
Right from days of old,
Coalesced by the bond
Of an unending friendship
Yet, as time flew by
Curves, attitude, beauty
Plant in my head a different notion
A switch in emotion
'Bless me with your heart's love"
Was my speech.
And while glaring at me
You ended the unending.
Angels angels all around
Keeping my friends safe and sound
Full of love grace care and hope
Sending faith to help you cope
So each day gets a lot better
And all of the stormy weather
Never keeps any dark clouds
Over your head--A lighted shroud
Will protect you from the rain
Pushing away all hurt and pain