Short On The Lookout Poems
Short On The Lookout Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about On The Lookout by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about On The Lookout by length and keyword.
TEACHERS are always on the lookout for CHEATERS!
Contest : Anagram One Liner
Sponsor: Silent One
11th December 2015
driving through the wilds
roads carved through granite and spruce
dusk is approaching...
full concentration needed
"Be on the lookout for moose!"
The distant mountain is ablaze
Sun rain clouds blend majesty
From my perch on the lookout hill
All land between is ocean
Clouds like white waves obscure the Earth
I bathe in that transcendence
I witnessed a crime.
The
suspect was a
young girl
Be On The Lookout-
-She wore a rasberry beret
the sort of thing you find in a second hand store
-She was a brown eyed girl with a wiggle in her walk and a giggle in her talk
I swear to god she had kaleidescope eyes.
Form:
Some folks thirst for knowledge;
Others seek release.
There are leaders on the lookout
For a path to peace.
Some folks crave the limelight;
Some reach for the stars.
Others try to bridge the gap
From Venus straight to Mars.
Metaphors don’t move me,
So when I think of thirst,
An ice-cold frothy-headed beer
Is what I think of first!
When driving, we use WAZE, which is
A talking GPS.
It finds the quickest routes and thus
Eliminates some stress.
At times, it issues warnings
Like an "obstacle on road,"
So we'll both be on the lookout
To avoid our being towed.
But it took a while to realize
That an "animal ahead"
Won't leap out to cause some damage;
It's already stone cold dead!
Quiet powerful thoughts swirl around inside,
A mystery to everyone they always choose to hide,
Dark and mysterious they want to live in the dark,
Always on the lookout for the tiniest spark,
Overtime they multiply becoming a stressful load,
On the brink of cracking they're set off and your mind explodes,
You find out that holding it all in was wrong,
The person everyone knew you as is gone
Those withe eyes for small details,
Will see more whales,
Witness more miracles,
And be freed from their shackles.
Those with ears on the lookout for warning signs,
Will retain friendships,
Feel safe on ships,
And live to see more Miracles.
Those with inquisitive noses,
Will have more opportunities to smell the roses,
Taste home grown tomatoes,
And never question even the smallest of miracles.
Yogi bear loved to rob tourists of their lunch,
raiding picnic baskets for brunch.
Always on the lookout for the park ranger,
his antics grew even stranger.
Boo-Boo routinely got caught with pilfered snacks,
being Yogi's friend had drawbacks.
Tagging along on the promise of a treat,
he served the master of deceit.
(Clerihew)
9/05/2021
Cleritoons Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
First and foremost
Always be on the lookout for the good
And seek to find the best in everyone
So long as that doesn't come at the expense
Of leaving you blind and unable to spot
The bad as well
Otherwise because they are able to
You will most definitely do for them
And at that point even you will be
Forced into realizing and admitting
Knowing the difference between
Good and bad
And you won't like that side
Piggy Face was her name
hiding under beds was her game
she would wait until you were asleep
crawling out, she would creep
She'd rip you right out from bed
if she got you, you were dead
deadly nails and face covered by panty hose
fully covered in black with nothing to expose
Check under your bed at night
and guard yourself from this terrible fright
for Piggy Face is on the lookout
getting her name from that upraised snout.
what i see is life mayhem and murder
what i see is chaos from day to day
what i see are things i encounter
as i journey on my way
i am always on the lookout
because something is always lurking
so in that instance I'm prepared
so I'm smiling and smirking
my eyes are always moving
my head is always turning
never knowing what lies ahead
when the rubber is burning
what i see is the world as it spins
what i see is me resting
when my day comes to an end
What must it be like to be male? To live with an overclocked metabolic system that’s always on the lookout for brazen and unmistakable propositions - like a smile or a "please pass the salt."
I mean at times we all have those feelings - primitive as oil - but not the constant, fast forward, high density need that males seem to live with.
It must be like wrestling a trapped demon..
.
.
*this piece is supposed to be a slight exaggeration for comic effect - a satire*