Short Orientated Poems
Short Orientated Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Orientated by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Orientated by length and keyword.
Opus Pt 4 Chaos Conceived
Dimensions of the poetic,playful
posies,once absurb come into
perspective the upside down unlocked
its potential perceived,evidence now
orientated and then expressed....
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Categories:
orientated, inspiration, poetry, perspective,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Air
The space animated. The place migrated.
The taste of possibility, pigmented,
invisibly, orientated by shifting atmosphere,
arousal, of fickled nothingness'?
impregnated?...
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Categories:
orientated, cool,
Form:
Rhyme
Upside Down
Bob snowman was famous all over the town
Was fun orientated, behaved like a clown
One day on the frost
His balance he lost
Then tumbled and landed legs up and head down!
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Upside Down World Contest
Hosted by Eve Roper
Placed 3rd
© 27th December 2017...
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Categories:
orientated, humor, snow,
Form:
Limerick
It's On My Mind
I want you and me to get physically and sexually orientated
You got me waiting, I'm not real patient so I'm easily frustrated
If only I could feel your touch
Show me your lust
I know you say you want to please me, but just how much?
Make me reach peak and satisfy me, it's a must
I want you to go deep, as I approach my prime
I want to feel your grind
I guess I just have to tell you
That sex is on my mind...
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Categories:
orientated, imagination, love, me, me,
Form:
I do not know?
The Darkside
Mate you know i am here when things become dark
talk obsticles through,like a stroll in the park
building the bond that was lost,is a total pleasure
your family orientated thoughts,do more than measure
I totally see the path you must tredge
your situation putting you to the edge
i see your thoughts,i know some unclear
open arms,open door you can come here....
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Categories:
orientated, caregiving,
Form:
Rhyme
Beach Ballad
When she crossed her legs,
electric silk
slipped over thigh orientated beguilements.
Her shoulders were disrespectful.
The massed pipes and drums
of her braided hair played upon my mind.
I was alone for a thousand years
drinking her in.
I wanted to ask her
but what?
Besides it was then she looked my way
with a cool ‘muck-you’ stare.
Back at the hotel,
my reflected sun-slapped face,
seemed as unstable as sand,
yet the syllabary of her thighs
had so much more to say to me....
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Categories:
orientated, poetry,
Form:
Free verse