Short Per Poems
Short Per Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Per by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Per by length and keyword.
Two Stars on the Circle
is Putin then dining with Merkle?
reducto absurdum
so will say Thomas who's only just heard 'em.
Pete Wells
send not out to ask for whom the truffle smells
it smells for he
if only 'twere allowed, to a reasonable degree.
The truffle
an unexpected source of kerfuffle
who would have thunk it?
with all that fuss you'd think he'd tried to dunk it.
It's always a long road
that we never reach the bound...
There was never a beginning, nor finale
has always existed, never,ever...
deep within we know its true,
under the water bloody blue,
the Atlantic choked with mud,
down she went with an awful thud,
what Plato said was true...
Atlantis is true blue...
Don Johnson
Got some amazing news, the best news of all
Burn 150 cals per hour smashing your head against a wall
But not recommended
If survival is intended
Could attract relatives for a final farewell
Anxious?
But
Cannot
Defend
Everything,
Forget
Going
Hysterical.
It's
Just
Knowing
Life
Might
Not
(Obviously)
Play
Quite
Right:
So
Try
Understanding
Very
Well,
Xenograft
Your
Zeal!
Just one per cent’s enough in love,
Came a voice from clouds far above.
What about ninety nine?
Dubious, wait in a line--
Summon courage to make a move!
_______________________
Limerick |19.03.2025| love, humour
so much beauty
in this world
that I must blink
with astonishment
to hold back my tears.
If I could not blink
I fear, sixty per cent
of who I am,
would leave me,
in their abject eagerness
to kiss the earth.
Except John Heck ans Sharon Weimer, whose past championships allows them
3 guesses each...Good Luck and Happy New year!
"Plop, Plop, Fiz, Fiz". What in the the world do you think this is? Hint; think the
English Moors.
Form:
Here's my take on sale prices so stores don't take a loss
They jack up prices 20% and put them on sale for 20% off
We're on to their tricks
Think we're thick as bricks
We're at their mercy so at their 20% sales, I scoff
Per se per se
I am in dismay
So uncertain this day
That I am prompted to say
Per se per se
My God is everything
He is my Lord and King
Jesus my everything
I am His I am his and He is mine
10/24/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Poetry,
it's every woman,
every man ...
It comes from the womb,
comes from semen,
but it is conceived
no meat...
Poetry,
there's no mother,
nor father,
ever son
or daughter ...
Poetry is born
of itself, per se ...!
Poetry,
it's in every woman,
every man ...
It comes from the womb,
comes from semen,
but it is conceived
sans flesh.
Poetry,
has no mother,
nor father,
not son
neither daughter ...
Poetry is born
of itself, per se ...!
this is the way out
but where does it lead
to a path untaken
to a path unseen
to risk and try
to rely on fate
it is a chance we all must take
you wish to leave
so you fall behind
lost in a crowd of brainless minds
fallow blind
or choose to see
the path untaken
the path unseen
Form:
I can't but dare to say the truth,
If I have a chance to rule the world.
I did rule at heart as a sleuth;
I can't but dare to say the truth-
When last did we have one like Ruth?
Who stood her gut when mix-up whirled!
I can't but dare to say the truth,
If I have a chance to rule the world.
< Betty Boop bought boyfriend Bimbo some basketballs to bounce
But being blind her boyfriend Bimbo bounced Betty Boop
Boy Betty Boop did boldly bounce bad
This Little Lady Is After My Own Heart
For No matter What She Does Wrong
Her Eyes Seem To Capture The One She Loves LOL
And Also One Of My Favorite Cartoons
they've also got a guest on
who suffers from, the inability to burp
he sounds so bored presenting
the thing
as i listen, i notice
the lid of the jar of the piccalilli
it states this condiment is,
'the life and soul of the pantry'
on google i look up images
of 19th century pantries
my wife comes in and asks what i
would like for xmas
i want a pantry
I can...
Re-free them-
as power for kites in the haze,
I Sherly agree,
where does the THE arrize!!
I plot for the!
Like a shanty house-
Never around,
has its own downs,
hill-top surrounds-
even paradoxical their flights up the signs...
When time doesn't occur,
they have left the neither neither with firsts,
and people as they camp-
they allow those who burst.
Giant green hands on thin frond arms
Fingers spread to catch each drop
Of promised rain
Reflected shades of yellowed sheen
Waltz with shadowed hues of green
Lighter fingers wave in wind
Leaf end tips like witches nails
Curl and close all clasped and pinned
Rivulets to guide each drip
Down to waiting root ball
So life water flowing down
Is caught to feed another crown
Of waiting hands
Form:
What kind of policy is this?
Who is posting, constructing or transcribing more than 10 a day?
There must have been a culprit to enforce this policy.
Some PREMIUM member was it?
I've had
A gutful of this
I'm going to triangulate
My findings and then triangulate
My toast
Mother used to cut it into
Rectangles
Foxy Roxy
And some real whiskey banter
Amazing milkshakes
But no
Electricity at night
The contents of my brain
My singing
it's just sad
when you don't come
hear me sing...
My song
it's different, but
that's what I manage to play...
It's hotter
that the sun, only
to warm you up,
softer than the moon,
and I made it to lull you...
But I only conceive how to sing
for you,
just write
for you...
without you there is no
song and i lose
all the charm that
in me and
everyone
sights... because the
song i made
and is solo a song
per te...!
bow to one knee
cut my throat
ear
to
ear,
bend my head toward my chest,
does this blood mirror revelation?
rent your self a Christ and extend
the olive branch.
there all compliments
of the house of the funny.
honey castles
hostile reverence
every action paid in full.
legions cry for intersession
sizzled in gargoyle blood.
welcome to the feast of the
laughing virgins lost in prize.
the line is long so prepare
to win nothing!
Atlantis per Carolyn
Carolyn, So when the greatest of the mammoths drowned,
the waters rose over the old home town,
and Noah's Ark it wallowed forth,
a sea of mud Atlantic ocean brought,
Great Tuaoi stone went under,
Devils triangle, still works it's wonders,
perhaps for really naught?
the Alantean Gesunder...
should be sought,
thereunder,
ought.
Don Johnson
Brian Strand
Contest Name SEPTEMBER-YOUR CHOICE any theme/form max 14 lines
When I was a smoker, 50 cents
Was what I paid per pack.
If I'd a dollar bill, I would
Get half my money back.
Today, while we were getting gas,
I saw there on display
The cigarettes lined up in boxes,
Waiting for their prey.
But I was staggered by the price,
For $13.29
Was the current going rate
And that should be a sign
That smoking isn't worth it -
Just alone due to the cost;
(And that's not even counting
All the lives that have been lost!)