Short Royal Poems
Short Royal Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Royal by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Royal by length and keyword.
A kingdom of the Gael
Lying well outside the Pale !
Subjects of an Ardri Lord
From Clare to Kerry
And Cork to Waterford
simple elegance
white flowers -adorn arches
blithesomely I will
Curry’s sermon: When love is the way.
The sun shines like a rainbow is bright
and the stars are sparkling and glooming
and the birds are zooming
through the sky
Do not be fooled about indifference not being hate.But actually it is hate, just the very worst form. Proof is the experience.
is easier advice to give
when it's not humid outside
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
not so much if it's hot 'cause hey
hot is hot
go figure
Birds that soar cannot no more
all because of your oil.
Gallon after gallon it continues to spew
contaminating American soil.
rarely reading
while sitting
on the john
i received
a dear john
text from
my now ex
but decided
to put it all
behind me
Form:
Royal Moon
Adorn your crown
You shall not
Touch this
Solid ground
Ride your swift
Black steed
Across this
Aphrodisiac sky
~Peaceful powerful gracious praise Royal purple grateful Praise of God~
1/9/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
that’s a idiot
that’s the ticket
tell her morning your in it
your morning sickness
he’s
in the idiot
she
lives Ticketmaster life
Juices of a Jovial mood drips from out of his heart
January to July he cannot be Jammed
try Jeopardise his security; you'll deal with JESUS
SUCCESS
========
SUCCESS IS LIMITLESS,
IT IS A PERSON'S MIND THAT
LIMITS IT.
IT IS SAID THAT THE WORD
IMPOSSIBLE
IS FOR THE WEAK.
King size prawn cocktail hors d'oeuvre
Duchesse potatoes
Crown roasted ribs of mutton
Balmoral tarlets
Mint imperials
Bourbon bakes
Sheik!
I feel like a leg
used
mistreated
nothing but a leg
no one cares
i am stepped on
and walked on
and forgotten
love me
love me like a leg
Unhinged like the minge
Wanting to be caressed not distressed
Images surrounding me , this is not play this is not go.
Pure folly as games go .
It tastes just like scotch
It's a Japanese whiskey
Suntory Royal
Nobody can call it scotch
It's not distilled in Scotland
The angels tears fell into a river of black.
nauseated, I urged to go back.
For an imprudent girl would surly die
if to continue where angels cry
The iris burst forth
Elegant lacey splendor
Crowns of every hue
Short is their spring reign
Long necked queens of the garden
Receiving homage
The king, with a taste quite frail,
Met his end munching on a snail.
It may sound absurd,
But that's what I heard,
A slow demise for a royal tale.
it's striking orange
baltimore oriole reigns
royal in my yard
Heidi Sands
5/5/25
(C)ooyright
"Royal chef, you must create,
something grand to put on my plate."
So said the hungry king.
His alchemist chef would bring
a marvelous lasagnanate.
Once a time; there lived a lad,
From his mime; he was so sad,
Yummy meals he never had,
But one good day; he was so glad,
For with his pay; he ate salad.
Our ^/ c r o w n s \^ of horn's gore
Ones w e bore, he must now bear
Crown of Thorns, p l a c e d bare
A woman arrived early from Minsk
Hoping to get a nod from the prince
His procession went by
She never caught his eye
Now her fondness for him is past tense
Too many
hours,
Inside of
lonely
days,
A wasted
heart,
In so many
ways,
A hidden
hope,
And life
goes by,
Concealing
sins,
Unanswered
why.