Short Licence Poems
Short Licence Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Licence by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Licence by length and keyword.
Li Po, the Wanderer
Was appointed Court Poet
Yet left again in haste,
Preferring the bright noise of a waterfall
To the white noise of courtesans and kings.
Categories:
licence, history, life, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
The Swiss painter Emile Nolde*
used artistic licence 'til very old
Not of scenes too local
but in visions primitive&tropical
*https://www.wikiart.org/en/emil-nolde
Categories:
licence, art, word play,
Form:
Clerihew
Going for a driver's test next week
It's a written test, the rules of the road they seek
If I don't know 'em by now
There's no hope no how
Should be a lifetime license when we're at our peak
Categories:
licence, humor,
Form:
Limerick
To renew my driver's licence at this ripe old age
Need some distractions, “Hey look at the fuel gauge!”
“Almost outta gas!!!
Did you see that ass?
How's the wife and kids? Have you ever been raped”???
Categories:
licence, car,
Form:
Limerick
Let metephors flow..while images rhyme, unstructure find
My focus. As 'thoughts whirl in sublime.' Let shiver the ether' come all.. Come what? this May.' Into June..Nay
Through a years run.'May poetic licence; and richest expressive..
Be on full display.'
Categories:
licence, assonance,
Form:
Free verse
Why Sorry? - Zamreen Zarook
People are vary,
Because of that only they say "Sorry",
If our minds are holy,
There wont be any worry.
Brother,you are a nice person,
Your life had many season,
Every words of mine,have a reason,
Check weather you have your Licence.
Categories:
licence, betrayal, change, character, feelings, growing up, image,
Form:
Rhyme
A truculent woman named Jools
was discovered cheating at boules
Tossing balls in the air
Jools was heard to declare
oh those rules are just made for fools!
***a little poetic licence as I understand boules is pronounced 'bull'***
06-30-17
Categories:
licence, conflict, humorous, sports,
Form:
Limerick
deaddiction bed
springs stretched taut tense and frazzled
thirst demons replaced
craving for prescription pills
librium equilibrium
Syllable count via www.howmany syllables.com
Modified Tanka with syllable count 5-7-5-7-8 (Extra syllable - poetic licence)
Categories:
licence, addiction,
Form:
Tanka
I'm still undecided
which religion is more lethal
the eastern one which possess the licence to kill,
or the western one which has that habit of killing your soul slowly, wearing white gloves
either way
undoubted fact is that after each revolution only crap floats to the surface
Categories:
licence, history, , western,
Form:
Free verse
I Hit Your Car
I hit your car in the parking lot.
I was there and you were not.
So I write this note as the people watch,
and my licence plate they will botch.
And now this driver he must go.
I don’t want to be here when you show.
By
Josehf Lloyd Murchison
Categories:
licence, car, funny, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
love is like
drivin a car one
should think
afar how to
smoke the
engine change
gears and hide
fears drive
calmly and
smile warmly
know the right
direction and
desired
acceleration
how to check
mirror lanes
and evade
footlines the
soul that knows
this is granted
a licence.
Categories:
licence, car,
Form:
Italian Sonnet
Sloth hangs upside down in a tree
I look up and unfortunately
Golden pee it releases
With a week’s worth of faeces
I’ll admit I am far from happy!
A sloth only excretes once a week and can lose a third of its body weight
A little poetic licence, they actually excrete on the ground
10/21/21
Categories:
licence, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
My hubby just fell out of bed
He banged his elbow and his head
Now I can hear groaning
Expletives and moaning
I’m certain that he isn’t dead!
Only the first line is true – last night we watched a programme on how easily people lie but on this occasion I would call this poetic licence
10/10/18
Categories:
licence, humorous, hurt, sleep,
Form:
Limerick
Spying the open book in the library
Gold leafed cover looking rich and so pristine
Opening the pages my senses went awry
Wished so much that this precious book was all mine
Was like a poets paradise, ink pages of old
Where languages of love within are told
Poetry for poets, poetic words are penned
Licence of happiness where love never ends
Categories:
licence, uplifting, love,
Form:
Rispetto
I’ve renewed my poetic licence
Just hope it won’t ever expire
Poetry has become a bit of an addiction
My words can be fact or they could be fiction
But I plan to keep on writing quite a bit
Even if you think my poems are a heap of rubbish!*
* Can't think of a suitable rhyming word :-)
4th January 2016
Categories:
licence, humorous, me, poetry,
Form:
Couplet
CERTIFICATE
this poem is a certificate
to verify
the poet
is
lucid
this poem is a diploma
to justify
a pen
of
logic
this poem is a document
to authorize
a notion
with
feeling
this poem is a licence
to validate
bizarre
bent
belief
this poem is a…….
certifiable ripple
of
my
wits
end
© Kim van Breda—10 March 2015
Categories:
licence, analogy, identity, poets, satire,
Form:
Free verse
Post Covid, my scalp has been shedding
Hair covers the pillow and bedding
There’s tresses on the floor
If I lose any more
The prospect of baldness I’m dreading!
A great deal of poetic licence about hair in the bed but since I’ve had covid I’ve noticed strands of hair on the floor and also a friend has had the same thing happen
11/27/21
Categories:
licence, hair, loss,
Form:
Limerick
Amiable character I imbibe,
Diplomatic in words and in smile,
Elegant in style,
Devil-may-cry attitude of life
And an historian to reckon with.
Young in heart and an
Optimistic pal.
Soccer and edits enthusiast,
A cute poet with poetic licence, and a
Magnificent modest,
Ultimate goal getter
Ebullient and a lovely erudite.
Look! The first letter in each line is my name.
Categories:
licence, future, hero, history, i am, imagery, mirror,
Form:
Bio
no
officer
i was not
going over
the limit
licence and
registration
please
as he walked
back to his car
i tried to think of
how to get out of
this predicament
sir step out of the car
this is not your first
offence over 10 in
a 24 poems per
hour zone
your pen and paper
will be confiscated
until you are deemed
fit to write with a
certain amount of
responsibility
Categories:
licence, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
Old Fred had a kitchen disaster
And urgently needed a plaster
How his work buddies snicker
At the dinosaur sticker
A stiff upper lip Fred must master!
A factual poem with a little sprinkle of poetic licence... My hubby (he's not called Fred) cut his hand and all I could find in my bag was an old dinosaur plaster and a friend of ours was in hysterics when he saw it
09/12/21
Categories:
licence, body, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
scammed by the industry giant
customer service useless
passed from pillar to post
and back again without resolution
they simply did not care and are therefore
culpable of the fraud
maybe someone will benefit
from reading this ‘poem’
no licence required
only disappointment and injustice
I am voting with my wallet
will never use them again
and some of my friends vowed
to shun them as well
15th December 2022
Categories:
licence, anti bullying,
Form:
Free verse
Alma is back on BBC
with tales of eccentricity
even the critics said it’s good
they’re calling Bolton, "Brollywood"
claiming it's worth the licence fee
It's warmth is positivity
facing life and absurdity
in ways no-one else, would or could
Alma is back
BAFTA award winning TV
based on the writers family
Willan, she's our Walters and Wood
champions the misunderstood
if you catch it, then you will see
Alma is back.
Categories:
licence, 10th grade, england, family, humor,
Form:
Rondeau
I have an admission to make,
I feel I'm a poetic fake.
I write only in rhyme
and in most every line
poeterick license I take!
I also spend time having fun,
this seriously is overdone.
In enjoying the ride
I have fun on the side
though quite often I fall on my bum!
The moral of this is quite clear
though most will consider me *****,
I give not a damn
for I am who I am
and please most when I disappear!
Ivor G Davies
Categories:
licence, introspection, poetry,
Form:
Rhyme
A player whose name rhymes with Clooney
Got drunk and then drove - what a loony
Spent the night locked in jail
When released he looked pale
The outlook for him may be gloomy
He’ll get whacked with an enormous fine
But his club won't force him to resign
It would make much more sense
losing his road licence
and he stops drinking lager and wine!
Yesterday UK footballer Wayne Rooney got stopped for drink driving
09-02-17
Categories:
licence, car, drink, football, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
I had a smoke
and felt
so suicidal.
I wanted my licence
to life
to be revoked.
To simply feel
the pressures of life
take the shape
of a
perfectly shaped noose
so I could
take a leap
into the
gaping hole
of my heart
and never land
on the ground.
For everybody
to see
my tangling feet
move
to a motionless beat
as I play
the role of a dead man
in the game
of Hangman.
I hope to rekindle
my spirit
with my body
in the afterlife.
Categories:
licence, life, people, sad,
Form:
Free verse