Short Holland Poems

Short Holland Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Holland by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Holland by length and keyword.


Holland Windmill In Tulip Fields

windmill proud erect
between blankets of tulips
beauty laid for miles

arial view seen
like stripes across a flag
eye candy to reap
Form: Haiku


Premium Member dancing with the dutch

fragrance of tulips
bring holland to her senses
pretty dutch petals

pointed wooden shoes
clogging down the avenue
dancing with the dutch
Form: Senryu

Love and Our World

Like Egypt without Nile,
like Holland without dyke,
like army without ammo,
like birds without wings,
is our world bereft of
brotherly love.

Premium Member M A I D In Canada

Life unberable is created..
Proffered Then death by needle
Great effort Enjoined to sanitize
Waste of human rescources
Before our western walls !

Stylish Cow

There was a young thin cow of Holland
She would love to laze around on hot sand
Eating grass was well past
She wanted to have a blast
By munching organic fruits freshly canned
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Clerihew Bosch

From Holland came Heronymous Bosch
with intricate detail never at a loss
Painting the greatest fantasy ever*
his imagery oh so clever

*https://www.wikiart.org/en/hieronymus-bosch
Form: Clerihew

Dystopian

It is warmer

In Paris 
They talk about
The weather
Eat frugally 
Hamburgers made of 
Indian cows
Turnips from Sweden 
Potatoes
From Holland 
Gobbledegook
And sign on
The dotted line.

Premium Member The Flower Capitol

Holland is the flower capital of the world Amazing multi-color fields send my mind in a whirl Roses go on forever Nine billion treasures Day after day they send our minds in a swirl
Form: Limerick

On the Road Again

I. April 6, 2022

Cows, fowl on road
Not by will, with pigs - business -
Of life and death

II April 6, 1652
From Holland, van Riebeeck
Europe's willing men, to Good Hope
Good, bad, near Robben Island
© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Senryu

Two Lips In Amsterdam

Phyllis Upman was a young maid
When she learnt the rules of her trade:
Show men what they want
Behave nonchalant
And be sure to pull down the shade! 

n.b.  Window shopping in 
Amsterdam is a more popular
tourist attraction than tulips 
Form: Limerick

Going On Holland America Cruise On Oosterdam

Going on Holland America Cruise on
Oosterdam. It leaved out of Ft. Lauderdale
on 16 October and returns on 26 October.
It will be going to Eastern Caribbean. 
Will not have access to internet so
will not be entering any poems
into Poetry Soup. Keep writing poems.
Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member The Canadian Tulip

White petals rise above flames of gold blazoned with a red maple leaf. Holland designed this tulip around the flag of Canada, truly a unique bloom. (Waltz Wave) 6/09/2021 Waltz Wave Contest Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Kim Merryman
Form: Verse

Late Spring

Spring came late that year
As I looked for love
I searched in England
And in Mexico
Even in old France

Maybe Holland
Or Germany
Shanghai perhaps
Or in Russia

Then it came
Why so far
Look nearby

Next door
I found

Her



3-26-19
Contest:Diminished Hexaverse About Spring
Sponsor:Caren Krutsinger

Was Fullness Thereof

Was fullness thereof
That is in Jesus's love
Sent from up above.

Wanted from the start
Now I have God in my heart
We will never part.

Thankful yes am I
That for me Jesus did die
See Him by and by

Back from cruise to Southern Caribbean
on Holland American Oosterdam.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Tulips of Holland

Holland’s glorious tulips amid windmills
Enticing the best nutrients from her gown,
Arriving two months after the daffodils,
Gorgeous colorful tulips do take her crown.
Parade of these beautiful flowers gives me chills.
Nature never lets anything slow her down.



Written April 23, 2020
Contest: Each Letter Threads the Verse Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Form: Rhyme

Perfect Excuse

Perfect Excuse

We finally found a perfect excuse
50th anniversary and going on a cruise
On Holland America well known
For being a place we call our own
No longer ourselves will we abuse.

Leaving this morning for two weeks
See lovely beaches and tall peaks
Best views that we ever had
And going on we are very glad
Seagulls sang songs through their beaks.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Brewed In Holland

Brewed in Holland

Ah the land of Orange 
In the land where the blond daises
Drinking in heat waves,
Sharing smiles and holding hands,
Rescuing black, dirty hearts
And then they fall apart and only pity kisses
Hold them together.
Love is brewed
And love is drunk,
In love together,
Whatever there is together
And kisses each other,
Only to kiss at Death’s feet
In those later years.

Premium Member Boo-Tiful Save

Hans tried this save as a tike -
Episodic finger in the Holland-days dike.
Not afraid to swim.
See-through stranger didn’t spook him.

Friendly Casper scared the boo out of all, 
Spared the scaredy-cats with a window y’all.
They see through the glass magnified fishes.
The aquarium, a dutch treat for all their wishes.

8/30/2021
not for contest

Casper the Friendly Ghost episode: Dutch Treat
Form: Clerihew

Jayne In a Man's Field

Jayne in a Man’s Field

I wrote on a Porsche “Take the Jayne Train”
How long in the mess hall would she remain
She came out and saw
She smiled, I said duh
Took a photo with her less my brain

Name Dropper Limerick Contest
Sponsored by Kevin Shaw September 19, 2017

*I actually took a photo with Jayne Mansfield
at an airbase in Holland when she was doing a touring promotion back in ’58. Lovely lady!
Form: Limerick

Premium Member The Competition

They were snowy white with streaks of hot flesh
From Holland, of course, hybrids with a fancy name
We other tulips felt plain and boring next to them
Where were they being planted? I stretched to see.

Sighing in relief when I saw they were in the next bed.
It was bad enough I had to share with the morning glories.
And the tiger lilies and the bleeding hearts.
I did not need any more serious competition

Limerick: There Once Was a Man From Holland

There once was a man from Holland
who waved so much he broke his hand
for he was popular in his land
so on his hand he wears a band
to greet his fans in Holland land .

      Copyright McCuen 2008





There once was a man from Holland Land.
who waved so much he broke his own hand
all 'cause he loved this land;
placed a band on his hand, 
to greet his fans in Holland land!

Copyright McCuen 2009
© Mc Mc  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member sunflower doll from Holland of course

the sunflower doll was from Holland of course
I could tell by the colors said the wise well-seasoned horse
the goats did not know what he was talking about
They did not ask any questions, instead gave a pout.

Blue and yellow are Dutch-like the horse told the pig
A smart animal who asked, and then gave a jig.
Asking questions is a sign that you are quite bright.
The goats continued to wonder, all through the night.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Full Boer

Hard cheese for the E U
The Dutch, have tractored through'
A sea change election from 
A farm conscious; direction
Theres now a great party
Grounded in sanity looking in clarity
Holland may longer sinking? from
Great green waste bills a'stinking
Reality astounding could well 
Counter such drowning, which illegal
And immoral brings division and quarrel
Heads up now Holland.' May brighter
Prospects soon follow; on.'
Form: Rhyme

Remembrance

A generation gone too soon, each tank, batallion or platoon;
They went with glory on their mind, and left the ones they loved behind;
A slaughter on a massive scale, at Flanders, Ypres and Passchendaele;
They marched into the fiercest fights, to defend their countries and protect our rights;
Still formed in rows as on parade, their ranks are now formed up in graves;
In Belgium, Holland and in France, salute them for rememberance.

Holland

Holland

In Holland this sweet clog walking land
have too many cows realising methane gas into the air.
There are many gas explosions in Holland
no one has yet to connect the gas with the cattle.
But it is difficult for them the have fewer cows.
Once I met Prince Hans of Netherlands, I drove his stuff up
to his farmhouse and he never paid me, and that is way
they are successful living in the middle of Europe and
somehow voiding paying tax.
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.

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