Short Pamper Poems
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Child caring Father Christmas,
Messed with drops from Max's ass,
Gave little Max a new pamper
Without losing his temper.
Care and Pamper
Baby Care and Pampers
Baby Care and I
Road trip madness
On-going packing
Another suitcase honey?
Drive baby drive
Time to........
Relax
Invigorate myself
Pamper my old bones!
Small visual field
The facts are all present now
Bad news: Glaucoma
Losing my eyesight
Must pamper my failing eyes
Don’t want to lose them
Russell Sivey
rain pitter-patters 'pon
umbrella which turns
the hottest noon-day sun....
soft sand, gentle waves
pamper small aching feet
Molly coddle,
Life's a doddle;
Pander,pamper,
Baby,pet
Spoil, then cosset.
Shelter,shield
And thoughts conceal;
Handle,dandle
Chaperone and guard,
Destroying common-sense.
Hide and seek
Seek then hide
Ask and refuse
Refuse then ask
Be the fan-belt
Discover her springs
Warm up her autumns
Heat up her winters
Cool down her summers
Then pamper, flatter
Nature always
Create many
Beautiful things.
Looking around
Colors abound
Painting the fields.
Dust blue color
Brush the sky
Pamper my eyes.
Beyond blue sea
Sits orange sun
Horizon lies.
As much as we pamper them it's still a dog's life
Can't feed themselves, pick their nose, use a fork or knife
Sure glad I'm almost human
Can seem like an allusion
Coz of my long floppy ears and a tail to be precise
Austerrorty Loving Poly-trick-sons.
Hell'sCare Echoes numbing brick Stunts.
Code mediation tween 2 adresees.
Entrapic Chips Swirlled Expressionist Ease.
Asynchronicity's Lost Pan-thesese.
Law's tamper freeflowin Energies freeze.
Pamper Complexity; Pigpen's Posts Shameshun.
Don’t let anyone
say there is no way
for you to do what
you truly want. Go
do that thing today.
Read a book, see
a show; visit
a place you meant
one day to go.
Make yourself
happy. This
you must do.
Each day -
pamper
YOU.
For the contest of Caren Krutsinger
Words pamper words
Unscathed, unheard
Lewd remarks rip
A one-way trip
Taunt and ruffle
Whim makes trouble
Hostile mindset
A coward frets
Why do we write?
That soul may cite
Bliss knows true joy
Flings sanguine ploys
Leon Enriquez
30 June 2014
Singapore
People arrive, bringing
presents which are wrapped in
pretty pink packaging.
Parents have organised
pizza and ice cream then
pamper sessions as treats -
pass the parcel's passé!
Pleiades P Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kim Merryman
6 Syllables per line checked with HMS
04/09/21
What’s my purpose o God
How to discover it my Lord
Is there any special call lo
Or just follow my heart so
Need of the hour is great
Being ecofriendly straight
For mankind and fauna
I have to fill the lacuna
Do I just confine to my
Family and many a tie
Do I them just pamper
Or love the Lord nature..!!
Methinks it is a hidden curse
This vain attempt to write in witty verse
To take the words and put them in reverse
Turn them to sardonic lines quite terse
Yet I pamper them as bedside nurse
With shaking head and lips that tightly purse
While rolling crumpled musings to the hearse
John G. Lawless
©1/17/2023
As the moon shines on
You become my dawn
Softly as the rose petals
Moisten in the morning dew
So does our love
sparkle in this worlds view
Your love becomes me
I pamper a new melody
My eyes receive a new spark
My heart subtly disembarks
My life sails in the sea of hope
I pray to God to let our love show!
it's good to be me
i've been set free
i like waking up in my own skin
i can't wait to wake up again and again
i pamper myself with kind words
my future burns bright as i look forward
towards the light contrasting
of my salvation everlasting
my life was meant to be
there's goodness inside of me
By Susan Mills
Form:
crooked
oh crooked sleeves
wipe this snot
from
me
hands drip with blood
quick sand turns to mud
stuck here in a trance of time
lesson of learn caught by mine
an other time song and dance
sweetest of chance
naked we dine
heart stung
lines
bee
keeper dreams
sweep sweep sweep
souls from feets
pamper me crooked
?
(The poetry form is a toss-up, between Narrative and Free Verse)
Picked-up Towels
He had left his wife
filed for divorce
starting over
with nothing
We gave him
a pan here
a blanket there
He did his part
by picking up towels
left lying beside the road
One time too many
he stopped
It wasn't a towel
only a used Pamper
Love is a secret . . . Keep it
Love is a rose . . . Grow with it
Love is a mystery . . . Unfold it
Love is an adventure . . . Chance it
Love is beauty . . . Pamper it
Love is a song . . . Sing it
Love is a struggle . . . Deal with it
Love is sorrowful . . . Mourn with it
Love is a book . . . Renew it
Love is a fire inside . . . Never let it die
make love to her mind before you engage her body
melt her with mellifluous metaphors
arouse her with amorous alliterations
romance her with rapturous rhymes
tempt her with tantalizing terzas
lure her in with loving lyrics
seduce her with sexy sonnets
pamper her with poetic praises
now, get ready for the night of your life
Ladies leather shoes
adorning stockinged feet
Clip clop
upon the catwalk
of the city streets.
Tired and aching after a long day
I bath them
then pamper and massage
to sooth those aches away.
The smell of those shoes
and her stocking feet
A feminine alluring treat
my tender loving lips
and warm mouth
find so wonderfully
sweet.
Bare feet
Another special treat.
Peter Dome.copyright.2014. Jan.
her energy was going fast
there were too many have tos in her life
not enough get tos
I want to have joy, she told her mother
her mother was a sprite, a fairy godmother,
enthusiastic, the personification of joy
she said “throw out the have tos for at least one day.
Do not give them room in your brain or your heart.
Do what you want to do.
Nurture yourself
Pamper yourself'"
Great advice!
The vast sea of people
You look back for a moment
The vast sea of love
I have loved for a lifetime
Love, in the present time and space.
When challenge come
I make myself a priority
I call someone I can rely on
Go to a place to unwind
Breath sea breeze to refresh myself.
I love being spoiled
But not with gifts or money
I just need time
A little pamper and head scratching
Caressing attention and efforts.
Love is like a free bird that flies
Dare not to cage it, or it dies
Tie it, so not to go astray
But pamper it in night and day
You look at it as if it's gold
Treasure to cherish and to hold
Once it's gone, it may not come back
It's trace may leave you out of track
Polish it with damp of your kiss
Like something that you always miss
For its shine maybe gone someday
When all you show is sky of gray