Short Maker Poems
Short Maker Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Maker by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Maker by length and keyword.
Tight like
coffin,
black like
nightmare...
The coffin-maker likes his black tight
wagon, driven by the mare at night.
he made you
know what you do
he makes eyes rain
healing pain
also canbe your
under taker
he is your one only
YOUR MAKER
The Maker of violets and roses
Gave a land to the tribes led by Moses
In antiquity
For eternity
And all of humanity knows it.
Mother:m-miracle maker o-optimiser,t-problems tackler,H-honourable lady,e-encourager, enthusiastic,r-rememberer .byg .anuthangavel.
The God of the ages, tHe guider o F soul,
the wiseth of sages, maker of black holes,
controller of end of tHe days.
Don Johnson
no matter if you near
or far or who you are
black or white
you under one gods light
he is the great breaker
we all
under one maker
King of Hurly burly
sovereign of wrongdoings,
Shaman of harm,
relative of arrogance,
executioner of silence...
I, jam maker in factory,
must make jam all day long.
I fill up jars sturdily, I do.
My name is Jan, yes Jan Annette -
a mere jam maker to you.
isee you and what you do
you make me so blue
hope am getting thur
you need to stop
get off this block
your heart breaker
and a real
TROUBLE MAKER
She drums a beat no one else has heard.
It comes from her soul, unique like her.
A song maker, she shines in all ways.
Happily drumming her own rhythm.
some or loner
stand on street corner
some out at night
in the night life
some tell jokes
and poke
hand out for change
some or taker
ITS
GETTO MONEY MAKER
An example of Double Tetractys
Bored
nip out
and visit
the Library
carrying a rabbit and ask the staff
where the reverse
spell casting
books are
kept
08/03/15
Ole Lake Erie knows how to make snow
Cold wind blowing across the warm lake
Like a giant machine the snow make
Blinding blizzard then sun will break
Ole Lake Erie puts on a grand show
Self-employed and partner in life
He "hired" some other guy's wife
Making golfing balls
Now he has two holes
My new business ?...Surgical Knives...
for Carolyn Devonshire's "Horrible Bosses"
Pride myself as a giggle maker elite
Putting smiles on your kissers, I'm at your feet
At your service each day
To happy up your way
Enjoying life's ups and the downs to beat
Pride myself as a giggle maker elite
Putting smiles on your kissers, I'm at your feet
At your service each day
To happy up your way
Enjoying life's ups and the downs to the beat
Candle maker Iva Bentwick's
business couldn't take a trick,
So he changed his name
to one not so lame,
Now business is pretty slick.
alternate last line: Now many candles are being lit.
surfaces
hand-planed and
dovetail-joined …
with deft hand
he pets his
creation
uttering
craftsmanship
ain't dead yet.
January 27, 2023
Tricube Poetry Contest
Sara Kendrick, Sponsor
Clock-maker Fritz lived in Bavaria
He was known as best in that area
It was cuckoo clocks he made
None were better at that trade
Cuckoo was he, prone to hysteria
A twisted-legged shoe maker he was
Never complained about his vows
Sold out each shoe merrily
“Marry once or twice
But take a shoe wise
It’s going to take you miles away”
He said, giggled
-Puvi-
R-ighteousness
I-s
C-learly
H-eard
A-s
R-eader
D-elivers
R-ules
O-f
M-aker
A-nnouncing
N-ice
B-lessings
A-bout
N-ecessities
Topic: Birthday of Richard Romanban (January 27)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Verse maker
Poetry is to see
Ignorance in a sentence
The filling out of pleasant words
The intention being
Making the reader cry a little
A poet sometimes is a mockingbird
A mimus humming bard of Christmas songs
Goldfish dream maker in her red pajamas with footsies
Is traveling the sky route with the wiggly jiggly gootsies
We don’t bother to give her a wave, for she is so busy.
If I had to follow her lead, I would be incredibly dizzy.
In tune with my maker
The song of my heart,
The music of my soul
Will never reach another ear
I hear it in silence
As I bond with my Maker.
Afroze Ali
This poem is for Dr. Ram's contest music and meditation.
There was once a Swiss clock-maker named Brachs
Who specialized in making cuckoo clocks
But with age he'd lost his touch
He went cuckoo inasmuch
Striving to keep ticks in sync with the tocks