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Short Roguish Poems

Short Roguish Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Roguish by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Roguish by length and keyword.


Haiku Poem 25
a thicket of trees
supreme gods of mysticism
leafless and roguish...

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© Tom Cook  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: roguish, nature, scary, winter,
Form: Haiku



Premium Member Stalking Halloween Moon
shadow on wood fence
siting in the moon light there
stalks roguish  mask   moon

10/20/2021...

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© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: roguish, cat, halloween, night,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member Roguish Winds
deep dark clouds invade
roguish winds churn reckless sea...
black rain... wild surf raid
~*~

Recalling Hurricane Sandy...

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Categories: roguish, natural disasters, nature,
Form: Haiku
A Land Without a Single Crook
A land without a single crook,
Because criminals they don't brook:
They'd out fish them with a hook
Relying in their roguish look...

A District without a Half Crook
Battered eyes to one make a spook
And as unpleasant as damned gooks...
The criminal, without fail, cooks
First claiming that he lives took

Then, high time petty that you forsook
No one has got wings of rook
Nor in Vengeful World saved by Book....

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Categories: roguish, change, conflict, evil, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
Sean Mcgrew
And have you heard the story 
Of Captain Sean McGrew,
Who sailed the mighty oceans, 
In a square rigged wooden shoe?
                                                  
His first mate was a salty dog
From east of Lilla Bay.
The ship's crew hailed from Lilligo,
In Lilliput, they say.     

Then one sad day, he lost his ship,
His crew, and all his loot,  
To a roguish band of pirates, 
In a rapid sailing, chukka boot....

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Categories: roguish, children, funny, sea,
Form: I do not know?



A Demon's Introspection
In the recesses of my mind
Lurks an imaginary fiend;
a part of my psyche’s design
borne of a roguish, mutate gene.
Deceit belies my comeliness
To my casual encounters,
I’m well-mannered and smartly dressed
I’m an unsuspecting monster.
Damn fools! Clothes never make the man
nor his discriminating taste.
This real man is more inhuman
whose moral state is unchaste.
I was born with this affliction
Wreaking pain is satisfaction....

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Categories: roguish, introspection
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things