Short Margaret Poems

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


Pol'Tics Three - Debatable

“Margaret Thatcher you ain’t!”
“You ain’t old Reagan in paint!”
slinging mud
with a thud
terrible taunts tossed to taint
Form: Limerick


Premium Member ARTISTIC LADIES SERIES Margaret m m

Margaret  Macdonald becoming CRMac's wife
led an active artistic life
Together made many a design
of floral motifs so fine
Form: Clerihew

Huntin Seeson Three

maplethwaite said he was tired
margaret said uninspired
maplethwaite camped
margaret vamped
until she had maplethwaite fired
Form: Limerick

Picture This

Picture This
By Margaret L. Campbell

Picture This
Trees blossoming
Grass radiant
Flowers growing
Every day
Beautiful today
Form:

Premium Member Clerihew Keane

Peggy Hawkins aka Margaret Keane
an artist who lived her dream
Portraits with 'big eyes' her usp
helped her up the 'success' tree
Form: Clerihew


Premium Member Haiku,Flowers and Hummingbirds

Haiku-flowers and hummingbirds Dripping with nectar Baskets rampant with fushia Honeyeaters feast
Margaret Foster. April 2012
Form: Haiku

Superlatives Do Not Splice

Magnificent Margaret is our estate or 

the Wicked Witch of the West is correct, 

but others like me feel superlatives or deploratives do not splice.
© Peter Dorr  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Shy

Coconut shy at Reece Fair...
Auntie Margaret is sure she'll win this time.


A shy goldfish travels home
in ornate container.





4/14/2015
© Julia Ward  Create an image from this poem.
fun

Premium Member Margaret Molly Corbin

Mrs. Margaret 'Molly' Corbin:
A true Revolutionary War heroine. 
When her husband in battle fell dead, 
Though wounded, she fired his cannon instead.
Form: Clerihew

As Dawn Emerges

M-ist
A-nd
R-aindrops
G-o
A-way
R-unning
E-agerly
T-oward

W-ilderness
A-s
D-awn
E-merges

Topic: Poetess (Margaret Wade) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Form: Acrostic

The Widow

A lady called Margaret Prideaux
Was a pretty and lonely young widow
But she no longer frowned
When the plumber came round
For she really enjoyed what he did, oh!
© John Fenn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Spring In September

Spring in September Buds and blossoms burgeoning A land down under
contest September-Your Choice sponsor --Brian Strand Margaret Foster Sept 2011
Form: Haiku

My Family

My Family
By Margaret L. Campbell

My family 
Is three
Boy, girl
Me too
We belong
Every way
Complimenting another
Working out
Resolve matters
Sharing together

Premium Member Fragrantly

Fragrantly

In the garden - Fragrantly feed me
Your body beats upon my heart
Sounding like the songbird
We speak without words

Margaret Franceschini August 2, 2014
Form: Jueju

Premium Member Abandoned

Dust drifting coating sills forlorn floating motes lost lonely abandoned the empty room sighs
contest: TURN ON THE LANTERNE Margaret Foster Sept. 2011
sad
Form: Lanterne

Premium Member Patty Fingers

Sister Mary Margaret O'Malley 

Worked the parish of Tin Pan Alley 

The whole clergy was rocked

When the priest was defrocked 

He got caught in her hidden valley
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Rhythm of the Stars

Caught in the thrall of moonlight she dances alone, swaying to the rhythm of the stars singing to the sky
Dodoitsu. Margaret Foster Sept 2011
Form: Dodoitsu

You Are In

I see Margaret Okubo writing with such grace. 
Jumping with enthusiam to join in the race.
She has many poet friends reading her poetry you see.
So tag you are it-Come join in with me.

Premium Member she gives him her meanest shoulder

Margaret is astounded
That someone dare call her prissy
persnickety, uptight, queen

She gives the man her coldest meanest shoulder
his eyes captivate her imagination
her telltale cheeks flush pink

Premium Member Sloth

Sloth

Languid apathy - idle gifts
Hollow perfume of impotence
Hoards overstuffed bags of blessings 
Walks by fallen stars - indolence

7-7-22
Contest: The Sin of Sloth
Sponsor; Margaret Lillico
Form: Rhyme

How Can It Be

How can it be?
By Margaret L. Campbell

How can it be?
That you and me
See eye to eye
Sailing on the sea
In perfect harmony
Smiling so perfectly
Loving very carefree
Happily together wonderfully
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Six Baby Ducklings

six baby ducklings sailing behind proud mother... empty broken shells
seasonal--ducklings--spring Written: 31/10/2011 Margaret A Linton Lassie contest: strict haiku sponsor: Charles Henderson
Form: Haiku

Radiant Glint

M-orn
A-nd
R-adiant
G-lint
A-pparently
R-elieve
E-vening
T-wilight

P-leasantly
R-emoving
O-bscure
F-og
E-ven
T-he
A-mbiguity

Topic: Birthday of Margaret Profeta (August 08) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Form: Acrostic

Poetic Resources

M-use
A-bout
R-apturous
G-reeting
A-dvances
R-emarkable
E-xpression
T-ill

P-oetic
R-esources
O-f
F-riend
E-mploy
T-errific
A-crostic

Topic: Birthday of Margaret Profeta (August 08) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Stone Cold Gold

A mountain high to sit and die. Antagonist would not depart. Could not move an inch and keep gold. Stone - all that’s left of his cold heart.
6/23/2022 Contest: Greed Sponsor: Margaret Lillico
Form: Quatrain

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