Short Leading Man Poems
Short Leading Man Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Leading Man by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Leading Man by length and keyword.
Vignette-The Plot Thickens
The lieutenant & his woman
An actress & her leading man,
A boy meets girl tale,
It happens every day-
In a play within a play....
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Categories:
leading man, love, people,
Form:
Narrative
Never Mind the Jaguar Xf
or, Hollywood strikes out again...
I don't want the leading man
in the current version of "Robin Hood"
He's handsome enough--don't get
me wrong. But, besides two tail
pipes before I die, I only want
one night with Mark Strong....
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Categories:
leading man, funny,
Form:
Ode
Prima Ballerina
prima ballerina
expressive arms
interlocking curves
the pose of two swans
her foot softly supple
arched so long
pink flamingo
toe stance on
Pirouettes 'round and round
her leading man
leaps lithe and lovely
as only grace can...
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Categories:
leading man, dance, image, uplifting,
Form:
Rhyme
Silent Movie
Sitting in a silent movie
Intently staring at the screen
If you watch them closely
You hear exactly what they mean
With moves ever colorful
In this world of black and white
Before intermission
The leading lady breaks down and cries
The leading man had a hand in it
You can read it in the signs
It's really no surprise
It's all right there in black and white...
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Categories:
leading man, life,
Form:
Rhyme
You and I
I'm excited when the sunshine come out,
I wanted to see you out,
You're the leading man on my sight,
Until it ends my day and night.
I saw you standing on the door,
That there's something you're waiting for,
My eyes, mind and heart are looking on you,
And they says '' I wanted to grab you ''.
Every moment I look at you,
I feel like an ice melting beside you,
Hoping there's a chance to be with you,
And be forever living in you....
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Categories:
leading man, angel, care, happiness, heart, life, love, smile,
Form:
Rhyme
The Beast
We trod on egg shells
Until our feet blistered
No amount of plaster attention
Could mask our footsteps
Attention to detail
Attention to every conceivable event
Our bed sheets nightly changed
But we were not babies
Conversations were rehearsed
Over and over
We could not tackle an episode
Without a prior run through and plan
One word not in the script
A glass shattered
A body colliding with another
All the work of the leading man......
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Categories:
leading man, childhood
Form:
Rhyme