Short Sarah Poems
Short Sarah Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Sarah by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Sarah by length and keyword.
Stuck up brat,
Always has to be in control,
Ready to eat all the time,
A control-freak,
Has to listen to country music.
Sarah Palin
a minimum of intellect, a maximum of wailin'
the one thing she's good for
is what most evangelicals claim they have never stood for.
Sarah Janet, Emma Jane!
Fun's Extra Special, Love God's Made!
Whom All His Power, Light Time's Score!
Is The Love That, Your Names
... Stir!
The world against her
But destiny had other plans.
From barren land
To boundless fortunate.
From testament to record book
The resilience to luck and hard work.
An astral Fireball Twirling
Within The Confines
Of a Child’s Green garden
A drawing Remembered
Like so called Cave art
Only This Was Better
Without Religion Or Culture
Against many odds
It all started with a dream
Changing the hair game
Helping sisters beautify
I am 'the' Madame Walker
S uch a beautiful young woman
A lways helping others
R arely thinking of her needs first
A lso a fantastic mother
H ow lucky we are to have you
With love to my beautiful daughter
She is an only child
She is a princess
She is my favorite person
And her name is Sarah
She means the world to me
She is the greatest to live
She is my daughter
She is my princess
Sarah Huckabee Sanders
Her mind performs tasks that are menial;
We never considered ever being congenial;
She slanders
Then ganders;
**** star belonging in colony that is penal.
Jim Horn
Girl
i left
thousands
miles away
turned to innocence
but in paradise
among nice angels
and beautiful flowers
i missed
your devil smile
and your little tattoo
so
i abandoned
the heavenly kingdom
for you...
Oh Mara
Goddess of evil
And illusion
Come sit
With me again
Your face
Although it changes,
Is always recognizable
You know that
I can not be fooled
I’ll take what you give me
And spin it into Gold
Sidney spots spiteful sister Sarah secretly sucking
sticky strawberry swirls, and sarsaparilla spirals
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12/30/20
A bevy of censures,
to hit and strike back
Each written reprisal
to ward off attack
A mother-son warning,
once truant come true
Her words now my weapons
—to kill and renew
(Beaupre: February, 2021)
The morning dew glistens upon the open field
Another new day is here
Will I find my true love today
Is he really out there
Will I find my true love today
Will he ever appear
Will I find my true love today
That is the least of my fears
hidden
and kept
from others
like skeletons
inside of
a closet
a conundrum
tears down
relationships
burden on minds
emotional pain
stress and anxiety
physical consequences
trust
and honestly
relieves you of
the deepest, darkest of
SECRETS
just to say hi to all my soup friends ..I have finally moved house and its been a nightmare
too many boxes to sort out ...but getting there so hopefully will have some time to get back
to reading your great writes
sending sarah smiles and love to you all
sarah x
Form:
A heart forged of silver and gold.
A smile as wide as the sky.
A mind brilliant and quick.
I ask, "Why did you have to die?"
A shadow cast where you use to sit.
A glass stands empty at your spot.
A cool breeze passes by.
Through death; Heaven, an angel was bought.
Where will I be when your light is snuffed from my life?
When you no longer breathe the air I breathe, and I continue unknowing
chopping onions, typing letters, self-aggrandizing
Not knowing that like a Hiroshima survivor
I am the walking dead
my atomic clock ticking down
Sometimes Sister Sarah seems subjugated
Sometimes she seems simply silly,
Sometimes she suddenly screeches shrilly
Sometimes she sounds sophisticated,
Sometimes Sister Sarah shrugs surreally.
written August 26, 2021
[playing with words when my muse
was stubbornly aloof!]
Heart sugar kisses
and mango on rose
and heart full of sweet
into my heart rose
My sparkle of shining
of sparkle of blue
in night and in day
I love to cockle doodle do
The world is lovely
the world and you are very perfect
every fake of every true
and in my heart desires blue.
She had a loud laugh,
Nervous smile on her wide flat face.
Jittery body never staying in place.
Liked to engage with women who were near.
Seeking connection in the gym where she played.
Always knew when she was here.
The loud boisterous laugh,
Shattered my ear.
Little Sarah Sue,
loves going to the zoo.
To hear the cow say,
Moo, Moo, Moo.
And the horse say,
Neigh, Neigh, Neigh.
She really loves to hear
the pig say
Oink , Oink , Oink,
Cause it sounds like
Boink, Boink, Boink.
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Your actions
started a chain reaction
towards a suicide
I survived
I should have died
said I’d fight if I wake alive
and here I am years in time
chanting it singing it writing it rhyme
telling your lies
and of your behaviour
how it’s a crime
you cause people to take their life
Sarah’s work was once a coma
But now she’s erupting lava
She likes red wine and neat vodka
She likes to smoke her big hooka
Like to dye her hair with henna
She is crazy she is pukka
She’ll wiggle her bum to samba
She’s my lovely darling mukka
I’m her young and toy boy fella
One day we’ll elope together
staring at a stereo
in the Serengeti
Sarah getting stir crazy
gotta get out of this ghetto
Sarah saw a
chance and took it
sailed on a sailboat
slowly to Nantucket
thanks wholly
to her Nan’s ticket
nice of her and now
Sarah seems brighter
somewhat better
as she wrote neatly
in her Nan’s letter