Short New Orleans Poems

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


Premium Member Haiku 47

chalk white tombs 
         groundwater rising
         New Orleans




         * A contemplation on environmental degredation.
Form: Haiku


Ida Know and Ida Wanna

New Orleans is living the blues
As water soaks into their shoes
Will FEMA refuse
To fund his beer cruise
Or choose to use subterfuge?
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Chill Mood

jazz cannibals
reign over new orleans
good weather or bad

smooth blues trios play
for those who savor flavor
and eat musics meat


stan sand
© Sand Blown  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member New Orleans

Mardi Gras bubbles with fanfare.
Glitzy wild and crazy with its effervescence.
Party city like no other.



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: 3rd place 2026
Form: Other

Premium Member Mellow Jazz

New Orleans mellow jazz nightly So relaxing, so easy on your psyche To dreamland Never-never land The sultry sounds of the south so spicy
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Mardi Gras of Twenty Nineteen

Mardi Gras of twenty nineteen
Was the best parade I have ever seen
If anyone can top it, it will be New Orleans
Where I hope someday to become the Mardi Gras Queen
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Mardi Gras

So here's to Happy Tubby Tuesday,
The big New Orleans jazz & blues day,
With the drunken revelers en masse...
On second thought, let's give it a pass.
(sorry)
Form: Couplet

Premium Member An Informal Wolfhound

A spendthrift lady in New Orleans
clothed her wolfhound beyond her means
But he despised his top hats
and old-fashioned spats
Now he sports tie-died T-shirts and jeans
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Thar She Blows

Don't stop me now, I'm on a roll Rhymes are surging like a river flows The mighty Mississippi To New Orleans city Are you ready, people? Thar she blows!
Form: Limerick

Premium Member jazzy rhythm

The versatile jazzy rhythm went boom boom bah bing

We were dancing happily with a zany
Zingily zing

In the French quarter of New Orleans
Pretending we were voodoo queens

Gardens Above Ground

Balconies 
are decorated
with daisies.

The perfumed 
geraniums
hang like plants.

Beautiful
are the gardens
above ground. 

They are seen
in New Orleans,
not elsewhere.

.
Form: Haibun

Premium Member Off Your Trolley

Crazed San Francisco to Mad New Orleans~~who's off his trolley~~but ME! 2020 January 25 Who Flips your Trolley Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Bobby May
Form: Monoku

Satch




Jazz extraordinaire 
        Big Satchel Mouth a-blowin'
                      Trumpet a-blarin'
                                 New Orleans Second Linin'
O, What A Wonderful World
Form: Tanka

Carnival

He traveled down from Arkansas,
To New Orleans, for Mardi Gras.
"One evening of abandonment,"
That's what his trusted friends say,
"He frolicked on Fat Tuesday night,
And repented on Ash Wednesday."
Form:

Silent But Deadly

There was a young woman from New Orleans 
who always wore the tightest fitting jeans,
but while she walked with small strides
she could not get many rides...
she had a problem from eating baked beans!
© George Aul  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member music in full swing

Crocodile picked up the fiddle and began to play
Rabbit and raccoon began dancing a jig right away
Other animals came up to the bayou to have a sing
By the time night fell, New Orleans jazz music was in full swing.
Form: Rhyme

The Grand Old Lady By the River

Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans  
To see the ironworks filled with flowers supreme 
To gaze the Mississippi on calm felled days 
Then wonder how youth suddenly slipped away 

Do you Know what it means to miss New Orleans?
© Judy Konos  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member About that gator recommended by a New Orleans waiter

Said a handsome New Orleans waiter,
"Sir, can I recommend some freshly caught gator?"
I said, "Are you for real?
Didn’t you hear about that poor woman Lucille?"
"But Sir, what if I can assure you ~ this ain't the gator that ate her?"
© Rio Jansen  Create an image from this poem.

New Orleans

alive
bright
noisy
different
jovial
pumping
energetic
outlandish
musical
death
graves
shrimp
river boats
voodoo
floats
Mardi Gras
masks
beads
eateries
fun
swamps
tour guide
horse carriages
rain
clouds
casino
Cajuns
Form: List

A Celebration

New Orleans Saints Win The Superbowl!!



The Saints struck down the Colts
Like a great big lightning bolt
Miami drowned in black and gold
New Orleans won the Superbowl
I send this dedication, a celebration
To all the Who Dat Nation
Form: Rhyme

Super Bowl Contest

The New Orleans Saints known as ain'ts,  
Were the City's pride causing faints,  
The devil stepped in,   
Then hell froze again, 
And it ain't the faints causing Saints!  


==========
Contest:  Super Bowl Sunday
Sponsor:  Royal Trevino
© Judy Konos  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Willie Happily Plays Jazz

On his trumpet
Willie happily plays jazz every day
his canvases dance and applaud
he adores the French quarter
who would go to New Orleans his kin had taunted him. 
Willie was grateful.....
his parents' disappointment had chased him to his best life

Premium Member luxurious hotel lobby in 1962

New Orleans’ 1962 ostentatious hotel lobby
extravagant crystal fluted chandeliers
highly polished walnut counter tops
opulent Italian marble floors
plush scarlet velvet cushioned couches
swankly brass and glass décor
luxury never seen after nineteen sixty-two

Premium Member Mardi Gras

New Orleans
Great fanfare
Parades and festivities
Flamboyance

Glamorous exuberance
Vivid colors
Feathers and costumes
Strings of beads
Strewn everywhere

Loud blaring music
Frenzied partying
Right on through to
Shrove Tuesday



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Dr.John In the Morning

A little too early in the day
to listen to 
  this New Orleans "fonk"
   I must wake up  - 
and after all isn't 
  he dubbed "The Night Tripper"?
he rocks on 
   through the years
Poor New Orleans
   it fell prey 
to nature's wiles
   It must have been "the right place - wrong time"!
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