Short Hoodies Poems

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


At the Movies

Let's grab some popcorn, And watch a silent movie, Hide snacks in warm hoodies, And forget the memories forlorn.
© Julia Ho  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member no hoodies allowed

convenience store sign
it says no hoodies allowed
I stay in the car

don’t think they mean you
be crazy if they didn’t
I stay in the car

Premium Member November's Silver Lining

huddle of hoodies
                                        crests flashing
                              the dark river's grace



*Hooded Mergansers
Form: Haiku

Premium Member School Bullies

In grade school we had our bullies Proved themelves by beating up rookies Rooks went on to be Successful peeps Bullies usually ended up wearing hoodies
Form: Limerick

Duty Done

Warily watching, panning.
One meercat sharply scanning,
Gallantly guarding buddies
From all the big bad hoodies.
Falcons flying, cats hunting,
sneaky snakes, wild boars grunting.
Duty done, feeding time fun!


Premium Member Freaking Frigid

Freaking frigid today, wear your woollies Spring's just around the corner, no need for hoodies The promise of warm temps A bunch of outdoor events Serving coffee and cookies and homemade goodies
Form: Limerick

La Doggy Style

Pug noses in designer hoodies 
Wicker baskets on beach cruisers 
Leather sofas doggy devoted 
Grooming parlors and pet hotels 
Best pooch in wedding tux 
Nip and tuck, no more nuts 
Hollywood glitz for puppy shitz 
LA doggy style
Westside!

The way we hide ourselves



The dresses of many a distant phase,
the casual attire of black and white,
the lumberjack shirts that were once, my craze.
The hoodies that hide me, both day and night,
the caps that shadow me from day’s sunlight.
The leather jacket for boldness of face,
the styles I’ve hid, for fear of losing face.



07.02.2024

It Never Ends

Water, water everywhere
And all the dishes in sink.
Mud tracks smeared everywhere
Wiped away to return in a wink.

Food, food so much to make
Breakfast, lunch, supper.
Just diet, for God’s sake
Plus, you’re such a lousy tipper.

Heaps and heaps in the hamper
Sweaters, hoodies and jeans.
Every day it’s a damper
Walking into these monstrous scenes.

Inspired by the "ruined" first line of Samuel Taylor Coleridge's The Rime of the Ancient Mariner.
© S Chen  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Hoodies

I like to wear hoodies.
They keep me warm.
I own no coat.
I almost always have a hoodie on
Sometimes even in the summer.
Hoodies make me feel better,
Its like a shield.
It makes me feel a little less insecure
It can also serve as a comfy pillow
I love hoodies.
I wear the hood to hide from humanity,
To go off into my own little world.
Hoodies are great.
They come in zip ups and pullovers.
Heavy and thin
And various colors.
I love hoodies.

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