Short Menagerie Poems
Short Menagerie Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Menagerie by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Menagerie by length and keyword.
bilbo baggins bop
middle earth menagerie
ringmaster Galloum prowls his loss
Sharoun's fire eye tracks the prize
Crack of Doom awaits
crystal glass glints
lucent menagerie
light glowing from the inside out
enchanting craft work gleams ~
lost unicorn
cerise love letters precisely folded
affectionately showcased
opaque menagerie
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(C) May 2017
and what
bread of
heaven
stars transforming
themselves
onto a menagerie
of galactic
islands
mating
every now
and then,
without
courtship
A menagerie of broken hearts
once carelessly displayed;
like a shooting star to start,
beauty bright that died away -
now tiny shards in disarray.
Prancing in laughs the menagerie,
all the animals stop by a tree;
No longer in a cage
gone are masks full of rage;
They jump with balloons delightfully.
kitty in the kitchen jippity dippity dab
owl hiding in the belfry whippity slippity slab
hound dog under the table nippity grippity grab
menagerie of animals, all of them tibbity fibbity fab.
Carol dear Carol and her menagerie
Are always bestowing on me much flattery
Loyal to the core
Reviewed 2,000 or more
Happily, they contain very few calories
© Jack Ellison 2015
Hungry Bird
bobbin
robin
Spewing out Babies
fertile
turtle
Caught in the Rain
soggy
doggy
Loved Pet
pretty
kitty
Bigger Bird
sturdy
birdie
Angry Bovines
cattle
battle
Written: 3/3/16
Management Style More Like A Menagerie
What we did discover was politician's strategy,
When compared to everything else is contrary;
Loud and clear,
A bum steer;
Management style now more like a menagerie.
Jim Horn
A
crystal
delicate
menagerie
waiting for the morn
like nature's debutants -
all with sparkling limbs adorned.
The spotlight of the golden glow
now glistening like glass tapestry
and tinkling like an intricate wind charm.
How did I arrive
In this glass menagerie?
Why look at all those peoples' eyes
Just staring in at me
Not one of them to say
"let's just unscrew the lid"
and let me out to fly-
oh wait! That one just d i d
Once upon a planet, Once upon a place
Once upon a grand menagerie floating in space
Once upon a voice, Once upon a face
Once upon splendor, style and grace
Once upon a pretty, precious, and perfect rhyme
Once upon a time
A sh**load of sparrows
Dancing on the wires
Spots on my truck
A howling of leashes
Domesticated torture
A cat hisses
A cacophony of phrases
A drumming of woodpeckers
Shouting – quiet please
Unopened flowers
A menagerie of metaphor
Optical conclusions
The carefree menagerie
a very merry coterie
of holiday lovers, and
well-heeled brothelers
they rarely miss a chance
to freeload for free
Not stranded at borders
shell-shocked from orders
~ no pretense of royalty
Ancestral ripples infuse my mind
As I look out early morn.
Twilight luscious, Vermillion hued
The day anew reborn.
Frangipani scents the air
As mockingbirds serenade,
I love this land, where I was born
Where my roots were laid.
A menagerie of memories I have,
Pellucid, are the days.
Tiny voices
Sizzling cola fluorinated acids
Wiggles as worms
Smells liking baby breath
counterfeit
Sweet and sour
cauliflower ears of corn
Resounding screams of unicorns
Catalyst deceiving all believing
Ballerina mistletoe
1/8/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Although, having split personality
in his tiny palms,
he gleams...
and perceives life
without fear
but with warmth
of a mystical womb
that lures him
to enter a menagerie
of words,
entertaining
his shadow, not drunken--
but a bit drenched,
to huddle not
on a cold concrete like
a sleeping failure
How can I ever forgive and forget
that evening in my ancestral home,
as past the menagerie we roamed.
Your luscious lips of vermillion
broke my heart in a trillion
pieces as mockingbirds deluded
in the twilight garden secluded
by frangipani which infuse the
air by the moonlit pellucid ripples.
Masking the sound of my sniffles.
misery, so dainty, comes closer,
forms a space in time. it's no crime
to misinterpret, to let cries loose to
reverberate back again. attack attack
& then, relax, from bruise to callus-
i must trust- healing is revealing.
still concealing, feeling about, searching
the music notes, the shout, the
sticky grime of doubt. here, misery,
lock me in menagerie.
Nostalgia drove me to my ancestral home
The air there was infused with scent of Frangipani
At twilight vermillion rays made the water so
flying mockingbirds made ripples
with droppings on the pellucid river
Some trees bent down with fruits so luscious
The only sound that broke the tranquil
Came from the menagerie
Poor animals made noises
Wanting desperately their release.
Slaphappy monkeys swinging from trees to trees
Cartwheeling giraffes heads nodding in the breeze
Burly sea lions chasing sperm whales in the seas
A menagerie of animals dancing as they please
Bushmen collecting emporium honey bees,
Whistling cardinals chasing pretty chickadees,
Creatures playing pinnacle, cards upon their knees
Greedy gorillas wondering if their life’s carefree.
Preternatural beauty dense and thickly lush
elegantly displayed requiring very little gush
A terrarium bottle garden in a growing rush
staving deep with vibrancy and gentle hush;
A wardian case of coruscating light, forever plush
inside a menagerie of green plants falling afresh
the intransigent resilience of this herbal flesh
is both, a healing balm and a lovely garden bush.
Pounding my fist hard!
Trying to dislodge emotion’s shards…
Pounding my fist, smashing
my glass menagerie…
Blood trickles from cuts deep!
Trying to pull the bitter weeds
from hurtful words
Feeling small screaming
into an empty room
Pulling the glass from my heart
as fast as one can, still…
Pounding the wall
Feeling distant in the hall
Blood settles at gravity’s will.
Shamrah is a satisfied Victorian maiden
daughter of a prince, was never a wife
her ebony puma chases potential suitors away
she sits among her gorgeous rose gardens
wearing her embroidered gold tapestry dress
guarded by two docile leopards
men are usually intimidated by Shamrah
They tiptoe away quietly
not wanting to disturb her menagerie
However, if they disturb the big cats they run screaming.