Short Kerchief Poems
Short Kerchief Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Kerchief by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Kerchief by length and keyword.
Camille in a red kerchief"
ever so 'wifley'supportive'
Monet at his impressionist best
with this intimate 'domestique 'jest
Categories:
kerchief, art,
Form:
Ekphrasis
It hurts if canker cuts a rose
Or the moon behind cloud's kerchief goes'
We are that sensitive.
Therefore o God why give
Any pretty girl a runny nose?
Categories:
kerchief, beautiful,
Form:
Limerick
It hurts if canker cuts a rose
Or the moon behind cloud's kerchief goes'
We are that sensitive.
Therefore o God why give
Any pretty girl a runny nose?
Categories:
kerchief, beautiful,
Form:
Limerick
HOOKER
floozy streetwalker
‘kerchief drops lake eyes open
so deep a mother
Categories:
kerchief, mother,
Form:
Haiku
Rhonda invited some guest for Evening tea.
Sandwiches, scones n cakes made her glee.
Lil Sam was not allowed, his mind mischiefs
He hides two mice in Nanny's kerchief.
For the Contest Chastuska Me
Judge:- Dr. Ram Mehta
Date:- August 27,2014
By:- Zoe Life
Categories:
kerchief, hilarious,
Form:
Chastushka
It was haemolysed
the homeless night.
Flagellation will bring out the truth.
The bloody kerchief
was thrown on a crowd.
A new comet was sighted.
Dust and ice were
near the tears.
Sun was rising.
Something fell
in the lake. Death was going
to be celebrated.
Flesh has emptied
the juices. Now
bones will laugh.
Satish Verma
Categories:
kerchief, art,
Form:
ABC
"So what will you do without me?"
he asks,
I will become Jezzebel,
like all the other forgotten
women of romance movies,
huddle in the back alley ways of
notorious speakeasies
in a revealing red dress
and weep the soul of you
out of me
into your perfectly white kerchief,
runny mascara,
that's what.
Categories:
kerchief, introspection, loss, lost love, love,
Form:
Free verse
I know, I know
that we are fighting
wars with a Muslim nation
The other day a
young woman with a kerchief
smiled at me
What am I to make of this?
How shall I proceed with
my Zionist ambitions
Night is coming - and blesses
sleep
Before I go to Dreamland
I'll give a quick thought
to peace
Shalom, shalom, SHALOM
Categories:
kerchief, peace
Form:
I do not know?
Picky just like an old school pin up,
easily a trendsetter with scope.
Registered at first glance a star.
Strutting she knows what sells,
notorious for that catchy slogan
‘I won’t ever provide an alibi.’
Cute with a mouth that’s caustic,
kerchief in her hand style attack.
Each detail devastatingly divine.
Tantalize with the tip of a secret,
yes she’s a fastidious fantasy.
Categories:
kerchief, emotions, fashion, feelings,
Form:
Acrostic
He had on his bibbed overalls, and his red kerchief.
Finally found his worn straw hat, with great relief.
Headed out on the water with a wave and a wish.
Heard plenty of bass making a splash or a swish.
Good luck! Said his girl, who refused to go.
She could not bear water; her fear was aglow.
She thought she might drown, but she encouraged him.
He wished she would grow up and learn how to swim.
Categories:
kerchief, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th
Form:
Quatrain
Being Jemima
Aunt Jemima! Who in God’s name
Came up with that name?
Molded polyurethane encasing
Thick sweet amber
You didn’t even think enuf of me
To give me decent clothes
I can do better than smother hotcakes
Take this kerchief off my head, you hear?
I ain’t no maid, no servant, no flapjack topper
Get me off this table and let me be what
I was destined to be, what I’m free to be.
Aunt Jemima. Really. What’s takin’ so long?
8-16-12
Categories:
kerchief, black african american, discrimination, freedom, identity, inspiration,
Form:
Prose
Night is hanging a kerchief with stars
above the sleeping Earth
above her sadnesses, passions,
above her restless head.
And only a lunar path
tells dreams to dark Volga.
A Romany fire burns
on the bank of this great Russian river.
Romany lass dances,
bracelets ring on wrists
skirts and curls of hair
fly up in dance.
She is the most beautiful lass in the world now!
That is why the wind is laughing
and night plays with tambourine
of moon and stars.
Categories:
kerchief, song-
Form:
Lyric
we hoard for hearts busted by our storm
we enable the swarm caused by our norm
stability is tainted by uneven balances of change
i wonder what the central truths of ourselves can possibly arrange
you stay in your kerchief and i in my cap
for once we unwind from our zigzagging entwining, it is all pretty much a rap
when the laughter comes and the frustration and tears dissipate,
we are finally able to create the antidote to adequately cure the ache of our estate
Categories:
kerchief, poetry,
Form:
Couplet
Try not to notice the stand-out babushka I was told.
I immediately whipped my face around, so big and bold.
She was really something with kerchief of green and gold.
I said not to look! Said my friend, whose face seemed old.
He is so smitten with his cat, it is almost ridiculous I know.
But he has no other relative, so he is in love with Bitsy Blow.
She wandered onto his back step one day in February snow.
I try my best to not see her, even though she has eyes that glow.
Categories:
kerchief, cat,
Form:
Rhyme