Short Pop Out Poems
Short Pop Out Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pop Out by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pop Out by length and keyword.
woodpecker
demolitionist
jackhammers
tasty grubs
shutting eyelids at impact
so eyes don't pop out
I just met a wonderful wench
With nipples that pop out an inch
Although it just might
Be love at first sight
They'll certainly do in a pinch!
Silly old me, how did this happen?
When I popped out, I was a-clappin'
Happy as poop
To pop out, whoop whoop!
With upbeat genes, I sure ain't a-lackin'
A little woman made my eyes pop out
She has got me ensnared without a doubt
Oh how she looks so fine
I want to make her mine
To call her, do I have to scream and shout?
Pop out of that shell
It's protection almost hell!
To avoid everything?
That makes nothing king!
Show people who you really are
Or else like being smashed by a car!
The correct answer was "virtual particles"- they just pop out of nowhere...Ex-lax
reference was to "physics", and, yes, Shar almost nailed it- she is the declared
winner.
a midnight ring, no - it’s nearly two
ear plugs pop out,
wake up his wife and the dog -
and we don’t have a dog
11/15/2022
At night my bedroom is a forest
Monsters lurk in every corner
Demons pop out of the drawers
Ghosts swing in through the window
How do woodland creatures ever get to sleep
Let your fingers do the walking right up her thighs
Causing me to squiggle and pop out my eyes
Lose total control
Lift her camisole
For easy access to the den of her sweet prize
The You I love is not the real You,
It is just the figment of You in the virtual world..
I don't even know whether You will ever pop out of the screen,
But if you do,I'm not sure whether I'll love the real You!
Imagine if there was a brain station for souls
Plug in a rhyme magic would pop out no controls
With patience sooner or later
Writing thousand word essays
And the literary world would begin to explode
Pop out one stands more than another
mini planet on center-tree
rapped bark out
and splayed with knotty nuisances
falling arms raising drops of
golden brown if lucky
green if true
and if I, alive in breathing
share this experience may.
The graveyard has a spooky gate,
The tombstones spaced behind,
With skeletal remains arranged
That passersby could find.
Some ghosts pop out of windows,
Where they’ll still be at dawn
And you can visit all of this
On my grandchildren’s lawn.
Its almost summer
A good time of year
Its getting hotter
School being out is near
A good time for baseball
When every body plays
Its fun for all
Hopefully are pitcher gets k's
We can ride four-wheelers
I can hit a bump
Hope it doesn't pop out of gears
Then hit a jump
Jake doyle
Can’t help going insane crazy here,
Won’t hear my name is biggest fear.
If I don’t, might could explode,
Be just small part, if I unload.
Like a bottle, all shook up,
Won’t make it to, a glass or cup.
Will only pop out, a huge mess,
Then what to do, start over, I guess?
little coil
shiver and shake
tiny squeeze
squeak
tah dah tah dah
anaconda arrives
need any help? she asks
python hisses a warning
constricting a bit tighter
louder squeak, then silence
dinner’s eyes pop out
python smiles
not about to
share her
lunch
anaconda
slithers away
escape!
to live among the daffodil folk . . .
slip down the rainslickened drainpipe . . .
suddenly pop out
the GARGANTUAN SPOUT . . .
minuscule as alice, shout
yippee-yi-yee!
in wee exultant glee
to be leaving behind the LARGE
THREE-DENALI GARAGE.
They nap and yawn in their dens
They clop around their turf doing nothing
They roar where there is no real danger
They throw dirt at everyone
They hibernate to their holes during storms
The pop out unscathed to be saviours
They prey on the weak, topping the food chain
Strangling others to make personal gains
It flies and settles on a tree branch,
waiting for fish to pop out of the lake,
to enjoy the moonlight.
A group of kids sits around a bonfire,
trembling with fright,
as they keenly listen to the owl's hooting.
"The bogeyman is being ushered in...."
one of the kids says, with a breaking tone......
Contest: Night Owl
sky glows cloudy bright
edges of clouds melt away
elegant exit
teach those clouds lesson
Helios god of the sun
everlasting warmth
shine your brilliance
upon us that we might see
night has stayed too long
playing hard to get
overcast like wet cotton
put my prayer to shame
or get better gods
Uranus might help me out
turn this day around
You surely can rhyme
Heard this all the time
Poetry is not a crime
It could be sublime
It makes not a dime
Can be done in quick time
Words that somehow rhyme
Pop out from the grime
Slither through the slime
Some of them sublime
One found in Anaheim
Words that love to rhyme
Lemon cake with lime
Atoms with an enzyme
Want to add to this rhyme
Poetry is not a crime
I once met some natives from Bahamas
Both men had the same size BIG iguanas
I was embarrassed - to say
I felt very SMALL - that day
When I saw them pop out their pajamas
Re-submitted for-
Put Your Best (One) Limerick Forward
(Be like Rico Leffanta) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Andrea Deitrich
Humorous Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin
7-2-2019
Mile High
I awake to the sound of a dynamite blast, then another!
Clearing the path for ardent outward bound skiers
Restless limbs
Pop out of bed with eager anticipation
Outside, fresh un-groomed powder
Dawn’s early lights dance playfully on the snow
Sharp edges, freshly waxed skis, warm gloves
Ear to ear grin
Earthly Heaven Awaits
(For submission to the avalance poetry contest)
"This job is killing me."
"Tell me about it"
"If I only I can get a rich guy and all I'll have to do is lay on my back and pop out babies"
"Lol. You may wanna choose a beach for baby making. Since he'll be rich anyway"
"I don't care for a beach. Give me a mansion big enough to be chasing the little ones at"
"Yea, keep dreaming. Break time is over"
"...."
I am bored with YOU
I am bored with you
who can't get a clue
doesn't know what to do
like a better relationship is gonna pop out of the blue
we're like smashed glass
can't seem to last
we get cut tryin to fix it
but we're losin the pieces
so we leave it alone
try to go home
but we always come back
like we're under some hypnotizing attack
I’m bored with you
who can't get a clue
jasmine turner