Short Portly Poems
Short Portly Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Portly by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Portly by length and keyword.
A portly man with manner, droll,
approached an egg out on a stroll,
kindly offering him a ride,
and soon that egg was fried.
A portly old man from Spain,
Let his belt out to relieve the strain,
But his pants button exploded
Like a missile unloaded
So far that it brought down rain.
dusty was the scale, under the bathroom sink
all it needed to work, were two bare feet
and it would tell the tale
and tell the tale true
a bit portly, bending over just to see
The poet is a lonely heart
A beggar with a clue
A pauper with a portly point of view
He joins the feast without a beast
To pick a bone or two
And yet his plate is full when he is through.
I
A portly man out on a stroll
approached an egg and ate him whole.
II
When he saw what he had done,
he ate another one.
III
This man, beyond reproaching,
was thrown in jail for poaching.
my mouth eats silence
watch its words, calorie counters.
its portly lips compact,
deft, effusive, fulsome,
potent, quixotic,
resounding.
key instrument
of joy and peace,
warbling melodies,
telling my story
the professional explorer will be along shortly
Do not stare, he is kind of a stereotype, said my pal, Portly.
I had no idea what that meant until the explorer showed his face
It was Indiana Pones Penguin, I welcomed him with some grace
With Christmas done and dusted now that we’re in January
I’m feeling rather portly cos I ate, drank and got merry
With twenty pounds upon my waist and ten pounds on my legs
The last thing that I need is shops crammed full of Easter eggs
When we gather now in our crowd
You know we are old players so loud
The stories that we tell
Seem larger now to dwell
For we may be portly some
And gray or bald we’ve become
But the smile upon our face
When together the years can’t erase.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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Plump with plums, rich and round,
Plum pudding is a delightful dessert.
Pleiades-like it's a constellation.
Perfectly poised fruit, nuts and spices.
Positioned within a rich, dark and moist cake,
Plunged in portly brandy butter sauce,
Proudly, it's a panorama of bliss, starburst.
So oft' he used to pass my way, and
merrily nod and pass the time of day
with a polite lift of his tall bola-hat
then he'd wander off again
His stature was somewhat portly
yet his nature charming just the same
I knew him to be a gentleman
with hat and gloves and cane.
One day he stopped and bowed so low
twas' not an empty gesture
for he became a suitor and I his wife
and he passes by no longer.
How happy is the masted ship!
Does the ship in cold waters make you shiver?
does it?
A sea torrent, however hard it tries,
Will always be sustainable.
Does the sea waves make you shiver?
does it?
Pay attention to the waters,
the water is the most filling liquid of all.
Now sea worthy ship me is just the thing,
To get me wondering if the water is portly.
8/6/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020
Mr Benjamin Khazi from Libya
who went by 'Ben' we are taught
when wanting to loosen his load
if ever he were caught short
designed a camping commode
as a potentially preferable portable place
to park his portly posterior
then had them manufactured en masse
with a motive quite ulterior
for he turned his thought into gold
altho' on a whim yet going out on a limb
more than several such stools were sold
which aptly were named 'Khazi' after him