Short Pretty As A Picture Poems
Short Pretty As A Picture Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pretty As A Picture by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pretty As A Picture by length and keyword.
A father photo-shopped a picture of his daughter who took her own life....
Pretty as a picture
She smiles at you
With faraway eyes
Forever young now
Remember her in happiness
In love so precious too.
© Paul Warren Poetry
BRIEF ROMANCE
Fell for a Scottish girl long ago. Pretty as a picture, but
Heart as cold as an empty Edinburgh street on a wet
January Monday morning, when the chiseled
Craigleith sandstone blackened by smoke
Repels the rain from the Forth,
And the steep roofs pour
Water into the runnels
Down the cobbled
Streets.
Eye Candy Sport
Pretty young things fill the caverns of love
Spectators pay to see abortions live
Bets are placed.
Sparsely clad girls with signs march around the rink
Pink, innocent, candy like parades of flesh
On display for all to see
Freedom at play
Skeletons flee the closets
There are no secrets or places left to hide
Eye candy virgins walk the streets at night
As pretty as a picture with a knife
She’s as pretty as a picture
And as quiet as a mouse.
He’s as blind as a bat
And as fat as a house.
She’s as stubborn as a mule
And as sly as a fox.
He’s as wise as an owl
And as strong as an ox.
She’s as skinny as a toothpick
And as slow as a snail.
He’s as sharp as a tack
And as large as a whale.
I could keep this up forever
But you know what they say:
Nothing ruins someone’s writing
Like an overused cliché!
A green eyed goddess
Pretty as a picture
With ringlets of flaming red
Cascading on to her ivory skin
Her peaches and cream complexion
Fresh as an English rose
With skin pale as porcelain
Yet passion blooms upon her cheek
Aglow with an apples blush
And as she approaches
A cloud enveloped me
Like exotically fragranced orchids
Leaving me heady and breathless
Then she just passed me by
As if I wasn’t there
Leaving me wretched in her wake
She gets out there and hustles
She does her very best
It’s all about the teamwork
And winning is her quest
Pretty as a picture
She could be most anything
But for now she’s chosen soccer
And working hard for her team
Pony-tail is flying
The ball is flying too
She’s got those rules down good
And she knows just what to do
So come on folks and watch the game
If you want to see the best
A girl who could be a beauty queen
But soccer is her quest!
Form:
half his age
and nearly twice his
height
pretty as a picture
but none too bright
he loves her open
arms (and legs) –
his “tart”
spread-eagled on his
sports-car’s bonnet
she likes him for
his open mind and
open heart
but most of all –
his open wallet
she intends to stick
with him through
thick and thicker
and is most
“concerned” about
his dodgy ticker
you can see my
illustration &
original poem on my
blog here -
http://tap-p.com/2014/08/22/gold-digger/