Short Saki Poems
Short Saki Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Saki by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Saki by length and keyword.
sipping saki
under the sakura tree. . .
a haiku blossoms
For the 'Bite Size poem no.36' Poetry Contest
A canoeist from
Saint Louis sipped saki on
the Mississippi.
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Ah, groom is drinking saki .
Bride to be is having tea.
Both parents having headaches.
Kimono’s moving.
The bride’s ankles are swollen.
The groom pours bit more saki.
Ancestors, all are happy.
Soon, there will be three.
Poet:Debbie Guzzi
California saki with a California roll.
It isn’t really sushi, and the rice wine has no soul.
But Schroeder’s playing chopsticks
Up and down the major scale.
Like Japanese scotch, it’s a marketing ploy,
A gimmick meant to sweeten point of sale.
O' Bird how can I touch you, with hands that sinned so much
You are the Garden’s most Sacred Rose, only from afar I can watch
Unfortunate I, this world only kept me unworthy of you
Left me lonely in pain like the blue sea, and Saki unhappy as such.
(09.13.2020)
saki served warm strong
in painted noritake cup....
headache nausea
sunrise beautiful
light so bright golden ...
headache pounding
saki served warm strong
by the moonlight with you...
no thanks through
Contest entry:
Sponsor:Joe Maverick
O my Persian Dear, you still are, Khaiam’s glamorous Saki
Sweet lips, heart-breaking eyes and glowing cheeks so rosy
Smart in scarf, shirt and pant, so beautiful and modern
After thousand years, you shine the same and I remain, in deepest of ecstasies.
(December 11, 2020)
here i sit not giving a
a container of fresh popcorn at hand
a blank screen and saki night
there's something else with respect a good time
besides body...there's mind
keep as cool as you can
let them the riles to believe
you perceive the web they weave
remain free
stan sand
she told me a few variables then
kept nine secrets for herself
she asked me for three words
that i could not give her
she scattered my nines and
turned my weekends into a
dewey decimaled drama
she gave me her digits in a dimly
lit bar while drinking saki and
putting her makeup on with
paint by numbers.
sudoku take your cubed gray
lined face off of my front
porch for good.
Form:
Desires,
fantasies,
sprung from gym-nasties.
Vivid thoughts during my workout,
will later become a reality.
Confidence prevails,
and I got you alone.
After two dinners,
a matinee,
and countless nude pictures
to my cellular phone.
I finally got you alone!!
In my penthouse suite,
room 223.
Warm Saki,
conversation,
a gentle massage.
I start with your feet.
Jared Pickett
12/29/09
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