Short Regal Poems
Short Regal Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Regal by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Regal by length and keyword.
Opulence suits you, my Queen.
To you I humbly devote my life
~ cater to your every whim.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2025
more gracious than royalty
she glided through the park
her hair up in a chignon
her shoulders bare
beneath that lucky parasol
AP: 3rd place 2025
R- Regnant-reigning
E- Elevated-Equated
G- Grandiose-Galore
A- Aristocratic-authoritative
L- Loyal
4/5/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
2018
in regal blue
amid blooming eyes
plumed iridescence
peahens gather
in a harem
train rattling
in search of a mate
colored quills
she spreads her feathers
choice made
Oh, regal morning.
Golden rays gleamed grateful skies.
Pale blue heavens warmed.
Owls retired to their nests.
And dawn greeted a new day.
© March 12, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
auburn, golden crunching leaves - orchestra ears adore much
cinnamon fine breeze sweeping away dullness - beginnings await eagerly
hearts desiring to breathe afresh - rustle, roll, regal, revival
i wish i was a beagle
long fat and always legal
no hunting creatures
I'd change those features
a king of dogs most regal
5/2/18
I wish I was a - Poetry Contest, sponsored by Viv Wigley
regal bird of prey
keen talons of endurance
carte blanche bald eagle
Bird Themed Haiky Poetry Contest
5-7-5 syllable count
howmanysyllables.com
July 25, 2018
There once was an Arkansas beagle
Though quite common, registered legal
But when it would rain
The throne he would reign
As if thinking himself so regal
Feb 18 2016 an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner
O noble king, your regal stance!
Righteous royal, stature enhance.
Warrior, denied by no one.
Resident reign only begun.
Clever, sly, an omnipotent
standing guardian vigilant.
Stay your ground and rule them all.
Tis no wonder you're an idol.
Opened eyes
reminiscing of the life
That must have been
Centuries ago
royal courts & palaces
Science literature & art
virtue & honour
Filled with glory
A regal life
Back to present
Found a new lease
With a realisation
The calling of this life
Like a Wind.
Bon Voyage,Love to grasp.
In return happiness I find.
Like a Regal Aura of Current.
From place to place,Slowly and Gently.
Only to Find a Land to Rent.
I hope for Love.
Better days ahead.
Peace so Priceless like a Dove.
Written by: ESV.TIMIPRE BRIFINI.
Lovely regal frogs from New Jersey are all that
Their swollen freckles puffed up big and fat.
Elaborate crowns are golden with emerald splat.
On lily pad thrones, they reside, true floating mats.
In the calm pond waters, they live away from big cats.
King and queen of the bayou, at Tornado Flats.
When things fall behind the dresser
they'll be there for a while
sometimes a long while...
they're soon forgotten...
like common gestures and mundane conversation
someday the dresser will be moved
and all forgotten things will burst alive once again
dressed in their dust-ball regal wedding dress.
Flowers of the Sun
Brown-eyed wonders
warmed by the glow of the
morning sun.
Faces inch upward
drinking golden rays
of sunlight, as if in a dream.
Standing tall, regal,
golden locks dance in
the breeze.
Soft stemmed palms open
holding hands
in a field of glory.
Together bow,
thankful,
at day's end.
Riot and rebellion reoccur in my rest.
has been ramified and ranked, in My rate
Round and round, revealing remorse
Righteous reputation, reverse reverence
Rack on my ratchet and roar to the rope.
Resident reutilization is running out of the Romp.
Give up the race to rehabilitate Renal.
Reverential Razor Ridiculously Regal
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Ksanet B../ peace of mind
A subtle shift in the shadows of sunset
exposes the splendid Moon as She rises.
Just as a cunning gambler hedges his bet
She shines Her best displaying Her surprises.
She slinks across the restless sky, a coquette,
limning traits of the goddess She comprises.
During Her reign over the darkening night
Her regal demeanor dispels the day's light.
I stood upon a mountain tall,
Feeling like the lord of all.
My kingdom spread beneath my feet,
Ruling from my mighty seat.
Then just for the briefest time
I imagined that these fells were mine.
That I could stay and never go
How I wished it could be so.
It is always with a heavy heart
When reluctantly, I must depart
I loathe to leave my regal seat,
Up here at three thousand feet.
Regal lion of the square table knights
You know our hearts, you right our rights.
We admire you, you are our hero, lioness said.
Her compliments went straight past regal lion’s head.
He is too wise for you, the jokester told the feline.
She did not like hearing this, and began to whine.
Regal lion walked out of the throne room with a swag.
You do not entice him in the least, I said to the hag.
On a gentle flowing lake
Beneath the skies of spring
The waters of the lake are graced
By a bird so awe inspiring
Feathers of virgin white
Their plumage in regal show
So majestic in their stance
Upon the waters glow
This bird so proud and beautiful
So elegant in their display
Treasured royalty of nature
The swans on the lake that day
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Floating on a clouded breath held deep space
far beyond where the frozen whispers lay silent guest
Sparkling beyond words timeless rainbows of mercy
radiating light houses golden warm echoes through the caves
captured by the gentleness crowning beauty forever a gift
Whitewashed angel surfacing within ocean reflections bouncing back
upon the butterflies wings landing Heaven's choir sings out crystal cut
The true dawn of dreams
that lingers like twilight’s kiss.
Luxury’s revels
draped in a regal cloak’s hush.
Crowned with velvet robes
of night’s elegant embrace,
with a mind and soul
brushed in amethyst’s true grace.
A whispered silence
that softens nature’s mystique—
the sweet wine of life
savored at twilight’s last glow.
A solitude hymn
composed for an empress’s smile,
like a meadow’s grin
filling an ocean’s wide sigh.
My beagles have talons
like eagles.
Oh the hell to be raised
If, one day, they
sprouted fierce wings
and dove upon this fair city.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes!
Blood and thunder. Slash and howl.
You’ve got the mind of a child and all there is to hold,
But never have I ever gone to such extremes in speech.
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