Short Pillowcases Poems
Short Pillowcases Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pillowcases by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pillowcases by length and keyword.
Mom's Trousseau
mom's trousseau
embroidered pillowcases
his and hers
posted on June 18, 2018...
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Categories:
pillowcases, home, hope, longing, love, pride, together, work,
Form:
Senryu
Scent
I can hardly change my sheets—
Especially, my pillowcases.
This is mostly, because of your scent.
I love how I get reminded of you,
Even in the middle of the night.
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Categories:
pillowcases, break up, depression, emo, emotions, girlfriend, romantic,
Form:
Free verse
Halloween Haiku (For Linda-Marie the Sweetheart of P.S.'s Contest)
Halloween Haiku
(9.7.10)
Suburban parade:
A night to transform yourself,
and beg without shame.
Subsequent morning:
Pillowcases wear make up-
Wrappers and trinkets.
The Thanksgiving porch:
Mouth with one neglected tooth-
The jack-o-lantern....
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Categories:
pillowcases, childhood, food, holiday, people, seasons, social, timethanksgiving,
Form:
Haiku
Wistful Sunset Surrender
Violaceous twilights,
clandestinely sated
lavished 'til morn's early blush
midst honey suckled euphoria,
poetry hidden 'neath
silken pillowcases,
written 'tween the dew
of rendezvous'
blissed arousal
evermore eagerly breathless,
reawakening intentions
aloft the vast obscurity of
a wistfully surrendered sunset...
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Categories:
pillowcases, analogy, emotions, imagery, muse, perspective, sunset, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse
No Joy To Be Shared By Us
Wasn't love our big dream...
when we held hands with closed eyes?
Wasn't tomorrow far behind?
Years went by as hours,
deep feelings changed like seasons;
getting closer wasn't easy.
Another cold night
without feeling the heartbeat;
tears dripping on pillowcases.
When sunrise arrives,
so alone and incomplete...
no joy to be shared by us.
Entered in Rick Parise's contest,
" Ancient Song "...
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Categories:
pillowcases, lost love, sad,
Form:
Sedoka
The Longest Goodbye
I never flinched with I felt
the needle sink
into my skin.
Love is for masochists
and I was tattooing an image
of Forever in my mind.
Even when the tears stained
like blood
on my bed sheets and pillowcases,
I pushed through the pain.
And now silence somehow fills
the spaces where
“I love you”s danced much too freely
and for far too long.
These thoughts of us
are nowhere close to killing me yet;
they chain my limbs,
only binding me to
you
more than ever....
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Categories:
pillowcases, absence, break up, heart, heartbreak, hurt, lost
Form:
Free verse