Short Scooters Poems
Short Scooters Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Scooters by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Scooters by length and keyword.
Al Gore Jr. set out to save the world
His plan to stop climate change, he unfurled --
But since stopping emissions
Depends on politicians --
He's selling motorized scooters instead
Categories:
scooters, change, humorous, leadership, weather,
Form:
Limerick
Shelters are pit stops for those who ride scooters all day. They're never late for anything: no boss. Broken, but they're having fun. I wave from my office window. I smirk from my secured post. I gaze from my office window. I weep from my bus seat, as I ride home, broken.
Categories:
scooters, angst, city, culture, fate, freedom, hope, people,
Form:
Prose
C-Chris Kringle's
H-Hideaway
R- Readily
I-Infinite
S-Santa's
T-Toy
M-Making
A-All
S-Successfully
T-Trucks
O-Operation
Y-Yo Yo’s
S-Scooters
F-Fun
O-Ornaments
R-Reflecting
C-Creating
H-Happiness
I-Intriguing
L-Laughter
D-Dreaming
R-Radiant
E-Eyes
N-Nonstop
Categories:
scooters, christmas,
Form:
Acrostic
books
paint brushes
glitter glue
canvases
paper
sewing machines
balls and toys
bats and mats
scooters and bikes
Batman and Wonder Woman
Red Flyer Wagon
rakes
Two axes and a hatchet
Barbeque grill
Couch, chair, three tables
Microwave, TV, light fixtures
Shredder and Fax machine
Bed, freezer, extra mattress
A three car garage but no room for a car
Categories:
scooters, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, car,
Form:
List
I Remember
I remember a time
When all was so bright
With bustling crowds
And neon lit nights
Covered wagon caterpillars
And bunnies of blue
Teacups that spun
You sat in them too
I remember the days
When scooters could fly
Pinball was king
And everything thrived
I remember the smells
Of hot dogs & beer
I remember it all
And wish it still there
Bill MacEachern
05/02/2022
Categories:
scooters, nostalgia,
Form:
Rhyme
Ferry on the river;
‘Copter in the sky.
Bicycles and scooters
(Some with bells!) all pass me by.
Joggers pound the pavement;
Walkers simply stroll.
Benches are deserted.
(Recent raindrops took a toll.)
Still, I’m out here sitting,
Checking out the scene,
Feeling not quite up or down
But somewhere in between.
As my trusty pencil
Jots each thought upon a line,
It helps record reflections
Found within this mind of mine.
Categories:
scooters, today,
Form:
Rhyme
The creaking door announces
Workboots demeaning the “Welcome Mat”
Pillow touched voices grow closer
Harder
Closer
Apple grass licks my bare feet
As I launch from
The room soon corrupted
By sugar filled noses
And failed breathalyzers
And thrown utensils
And threatened throats
Coated with failed divorce
And corrupt psychology
And unanswered questions
And dollar bill love,
But my love costs more
Than cherry bicycles
And lightning scooters.
Categories:
scooters, angst, father, sad, social,
Form:
Free verse