Short Parka Poems
Short Parka Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Parka by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Parka by length and keyword.
Seems it's over, these unseasonal temps
Back to the reality of parka-like tents
Ready for the white crap
All cozy and wrapped
After 82 years, still can't help lament!!!
Some people say I'm outstanding in my field
It's bloody cold and snowy, it's never appealed
Oh you mean I'm clever
That's the sweetest ever
So gonna put on a parka, don't want to congeal
It's another fine day in the neighbourhood
Enjoy it while we have it, appreciate the good
Three cheers and olay
This extraordinary day
We'll soon freeze our bums off in a parka with hood
Well, it's another fine day in the neighbourhood
Enjoy it while we have it, appreciate the good
Three cheers and olay
This extraordinary day
We'll soon freeze our bums off in a parka with a hood
Low and heavy
Fierce and bone chilling
Swaying against the skies silhoutte
Grey wind into the breath
Life remains
Trembling
Fur parka around the face
Masked, unrecognisable
Chilled and stiff
Frost bit nose
“Eh?” an expression in north North America
Means, “right?” or “whatdya think?” comes from the source
A Canucky thru and thru
Proud as poop, woo hoo!
Great parka EH? Bet you wish you were me, of course!
“Eh?” an expression in north North America
Means, “right?” or “whatdya think?” comes from the source
A Canucky thru and thru
Proud as poop, woo hoo!
Great parka EH? Bet you wish you were me, of course!
“EH?” is expression we use a lot here in the north
Means, “right?” or “whatdya think?”, take it from the source
A Canucky thru and thru
Proud as poop, woo hoo!
How d'ya like my parka, betcha wish you were me, of course... EH?
in cold winter throes
city has frosted over ~
light shimmers on pristine snow
parka covered kids
toss snowballs at each other ~
living within a snow globe
9th January 2023
For Charles Messina's "Winter Sedoka" contest
The cold changes
the weight of my steps.
Each door opens with glass.
Dogs bark in circles.
Milkfloats whine in electric.
My parka tired with old dirt.
The early moon carelessly ignored.
My hands are dark with print.
Nearly in another life
I discover the inner life of gates
and how to dance
around plants and bikes
and how to grow
into a morning.
Casting a glistening ray across glossy ice
Midnight sun above the frozen Arctic,
Shimmering stars adding a cosmic spice
Casting a glistening ray across glossy ice,
Two parka-clad lovers, a touch of nice,
Sharing soft, cooing love songs cathartic
Casting a glistening ray across glossy ice
Midnight sun above the frozen Arctic.
Written November 15, 2022
SNOWMAN
He came out of a snowstorm
To where I stood alone,
And in danger of freezing .
His fur parka appeared out of the blue,
And he led me to a hillside cabin
Where his fire was glowing ,
And covered me with his coat .
He smiled little, and was silent ,
But his cabin was the most
Welcoming place on earth .
He fed me ,
And then I slept , dreamless .
Through the Venetian's I spy the world
The well dressed lady on the way to work
An accountant or banker I guess
The man in the green parka and jeans
I reckon he's a barber or painter of sorts
A car goes past with dubious occupants
They're here to case out the houses no doubt
Burglars or robbers or just wrong doers
The world is there to be judged by me
Decisions made with no substance to back
Imagination in overdrive
It's great thinking like this
Prejudice is fun