Short Misnamed Poems
Short Misnamed Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Misnamed by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Misnamed by length and keyword.
Not Quite a Rainbow
Fire rainbow, misnamed.
Circumhorizontal arc
Is an optical
Phenomenon, an
Ice halo formed by plate shaped
Ice crystals in high
Level cirrus clouds.
Circumhorizon arc is
It's other cool name
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-5.php...
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Categories:
misnamed, nature
Form:
Haiku
A Haiku Dedicated To Jan Allison and the Amazing Moorland Bird, the Ptarmigan
Inspired by and dedicated to Jan Allison and the amazing moorland bird, the Ptarmigan.
nights... no clouds... moonlit
shadows race over moorland
double silhouettes
~~
deemed monsters... shadows
the ancients misnamed... fauna...
double silhouettes
...
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Categories:
misnamed, moon,
Form:
Haiku
if I had a lemon clock
Sugar was misnamed for she was perpetually unhappy.
If I had a pony, I could cheer up.
She got a pony and was more dour now.
If I had a fire truck, I would smile from sunup to sundown.
We went into debt buying her one.
She was happy for eighteen minutes tops.
If I had a lemon clock, I could die happy.
We got her one.
But it did not work....
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Categories:
misnamed, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 2nd
Form:
Free verse
The Misnamed Would Quarrel
They began to quarrel,
After he heard ‘Squirrel!’
Instead of Stan Scammel
And he called him ‘Rommel’:
“The Not-Strong Enamel”
Who could Hitler blackmail
While it was ‘Same Barrel!’
Then, they stopped The Quarrel,
When he heard ‘Becquerel’
A Laureate with a Laurel …
Quarrels from Nicknaming:
A Purposed Misnaming!
Who would such start claiming:
A hateful Misnomer;
KGB’s Informer
For OGB Omar …...
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Categories:
misnamed, abuse, conflict, image, words,
Form:
Rhyme
Growing Old Ain’t For Sissies
Growing Old “Ain’t” For Sissies
Miracle Man
1/28/2025
Advanced age took from me my aspirations,
often health matters top my list of concerns.
I’ve spent time recovering from ablations,
and relive my past expecting no returns.
My remaining years are misnamed as gilded,
While in many cases they resemble rust.
Things I once accomplished I wish I still did,
but it's in God’s hands that I still place my trust.
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Categories:
misnamed, age, god, health, how i feel,
Form:
Lyric