Short Programme Poems
Short Programme Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Programme by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Programme by length and keyword.
I
would
love to see
a tv programme
that explains all of the
reasons why we need those
‘External Use Only’ warning labels.
Categories:
programme, funny,
Form:
Shape
underwater art
created by puffer fish
aqua sea beckons
Inspired by a tv programme I watched yesterday
clip shown is from you tube
05~28~17
Categories:
programme, beauty, fish, sea,
Form:
Haiku
busca la direccion
de la paz
busque el programme
en la tele
donde lo ha buscado
dime por favor
busco un chica
para compatrir
eso es
la loque bisco
la guerra
es un crimen
Categories:
programme, allusion,
Form:
I do not know?
Interference is annoying
When the Radio crackles
Making the programme
Unable to listen to
The cause is high wire
Drowning out the radio
Making it unpleasant
to hear
Categories:
programme, sound,
Form:
Verse
My hubby just fell out of bed
He banged his elbow and his head
Now I can hear groaning
Expletives and moaning
I’m certain that he isn’t dead!
Only the first line is true – last night we watched a programme on how easily people lie but on this occasion I would call this poetic licence
10/10/18
Categories:
programme, humorous, hurt, sleep,
Form:
Limerick
Before and after
May show a positive difference
Like a weight loss program
That deceives and soothes people's eyes
But never time and aging
Time comes and goes
Aging lingers and deteriorates
And both of them leave or linger
Without any concrete reasons
And of course
Without your permission
And of course
Without the control of man
Categories:
programme, age, time,
Form:
Free verse
Jesus is Lord !
It's a new season
Christ has risen
His Word is spoken
tomb stone is broken
solved is our problem
by a joyful programme
some failed to believe
even those who percieve
but me and you do
as we are born anew
far from darkness
deep in brightness
we have no doubt
empty tomb, He is out
Jesus is Lord
thanks be to God.
Drencho_POET_Loads
Categories:
programme, easter,
Form:
Rhyme
I am the person next to you,
Sitting on that seat,
The person who raises her hand at every beat
Trying to understand who, where and why?
What for, when and how?
Is this the best way?
Can it be better?
Does it really matter?
Then it goes on from there,
Like a programme in the air,
That’s how my mind works,
Drawbacks and benefits is where my mind lurks.
Categories:
programme, introspection,
Form:
I do not know?
Check your cheques
You must realise or recognise
Quarrelling analysing skillfully
Without criticism centre or colour
Judgement no theatre of grey of arguement
Like a boats draft determined by draughtsman
Curbing ones thoughts like avoiding a roads kerbs
An encyclopaedic almost an un-parallelled programme
A marvellous jewellery there not of aluminium but of pure Gold
Just English
Categories:
programme, funny
Form:
Free verse
Frank Spencer’s so accident prone
He’s a walking disaster zone
‘Oooooh Betty’ he cries-
She covers her eyes
Frank shouldn’t be left on his own!
8,8,5,5,8
*shouldn't classed as 2 syllables
Frank Spencer was a character in a programme called ‘some mother’s do ave em’ When something went wrong his catch phrase to his wife was ooooooh Betty
On a Lim Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
04/01/22
Categories:
programme, humorous, tribute,
Form:
Limerick
let be...the pressures
of mind...
as...traces of
a yesterdays...
lateness of...even-ing
your calendar...sit
please...andt
listen...to
your mourning...as
this mornings tempo...radio
programme plays...some of
the most...relaxing
classics...written
for...the years
to come andt...gone by
that...v'welcome you
to my...morning
v'world of...a v'wakening
mind...v'what be
your thoughts of...this
officiated morn or...mourn
stan sand
(piled)
Categories:
programme, absence, cheer up, future,
Form:
Free verse
Programmed to fail but the rogue programme sails on
into decimal places where few people have gone.
Is it that time already?, said Teddy,
who was going to a picnic with Yogi.
The answer on the street,
it's time for us to meet
But it's Thursday, exclaimed Friday
who was sat under a palm tree.
I woke in Tewkesbury and
who knows where that is.
it's okay
I'm rearranging the signals
trying for better reception
and not going mental
as some would suggest.
Categories:
programme, good morning, write,
Form:
Rhyme