Short Regency Poems
Short Regency Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Regency by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Regency by length and keyword.
unexpectedly
she stood strangely not feeling
good ... unaccustomed
... of prime decency
sheltered world ~ as a mistress
breathes regency -- barfs
Categories:
regency, analogy,
Form:
Senryu
Dearest Vicar –
Late came the regency bells;
The voice of your acolyte:
The mezzotinted voice of the verger
Rang at last for mass extrusion.
Dearest Vicar –
We all heard the fragile peels:
All the birds of riot
Must disjoin in the new exodus
Of the new testament of single nests?
Dearest Vicar –
Confusion and uncertainty
Reigned in the hovel:
The restive communal nest.
Categories:
regency, satirevoice, voice,
Form:
I do not know?
irate Goddess of Daisies did not get her due
wrath of her anger rivaled that of old Sue
I’m a major deity, she yelled to bells blue.
with complete jurisdiction over the likes of you!
bluebells liked the Goddess but wisely kept quiet.
not wanting to start a crucifixion or riot
Goddess of Daisies had been on a no-carb-or-sweet diet
they decided to dine without her, at the Regency Hyatt.
Categories:
regency, 4th grade, 5th grade, 6th grade, 7th
Form:
Rhyme
Here is total nonsense in a verse,
It's about the scourge of the burbs,
A silly tale of Lady Bonkerley,
A femme always dressed in Regency,
Draping clothes her poseur finery,
And her boyfriend, a bossy bully,
They pranced around so merrily,
But wait, they were mere fictionaries,
I guess that's why we're writers, you and me,
It's all in our heads, you see,
Lady Bonkerley was only imaginary!!!
Categories:
regency, allusion, dance, fantasy, nonsense, woman,
Form:
Free verse
Darest V.C. –
We all heard of the flute of the regency,
Tho’ it told of a few in the house-pital:
Yet we know it was the exordium!
Darest V.C. –
Tell the vergers of the gods,
The forest is expecting
The full exegesis of the gods;
She was heir to the heavy blows
– The heinous death of the sons –
The mothers & the concubines sigh
For a loss of kindred tears,
And restless fathers hover in waiting forests.
Categories:
regency, satire
Form:
I do not know?
There she sat, head tilted back in elegance
Pushed
By her father in her
Pink plastic chariot
Barely two years old
With golden multicultural skin
A crown of silken shiny curls
Framed her gorgeous face of regency
Style, heirs and grace
And she knew
She was fabulous
As she was whooshed past my
Car window
Off through the grey sordid concerete
As a bright cheery spot
Pushed by her proud, proud father
Gracefully
Picking her tiny
Button nose ....
Categories:
regency, nostalgia, social, uplifting,
Form:
I do not know?