Short Secreting Poems
Short Secreting Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Secreting by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Secreting by length and keyword.
Hormones
Hormones
I like to add 200g of
the ingredient uncritical secreting hormones to
all tin soups. I might think about adding
stress response too.
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Categories:
secreting, humor,
Form:
Free verse
Seasonal Sea Horse and Sea Lions
Seasonal sea horse and sea lions named Sue
Searching for a secluded seat in sea urchin’s seaweed.
Secreting secret signs, settling in a sailor’s simple shoe.
Securing secondhand seafarers, a signature of a sesame seed....
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Categories:
secreting, 10th grade, 4th grade, 5th grade, 6th
Form:
Alliteration
An Ache
AN ACHE
My pierced heart
secreting nectar
slowly solidifying
to form pearl of dolour.
05/ 15 / 22
Second place
“Naani “ Contest by Joseph May...
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Categories:
secreting, emotions, heartbroken, how i feel,
Form:
Verse
Blooming Orchid
Nestled between two bronze columns
an orchid blooms
its fleshy petals slowly unfold
secreting honeydew on a warm velvet tongue
releasing an aromatic aroma
of wondrous ecstasy
to nurture a hungry soul, with wings
contest some kind of sensual
6/2/20/ sponsor nette onclaud
Blooming Orchid, free verse
34 words...
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Categories:
secreting, sensual,
Form:
Free verse
Our Melody
In a dream, you smiled a dazzling smile
Kissed away my dewlike tears, whispered
Laughter upon my soul, a promise – hope
Through my bones, flowing light inside
Where your song will forever hide, a shadow
Secreting my desire beneath lyrics so alive
Bite Size Poem no50 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
July 25, 2022
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Categories:
secreting, dream, hope, longing, love, sweet love,
Form:
Verse
Arabesque
Bush: she had a deep
black birds nest.
Fecund Arabic woman
dark peaches for thin lips.
White faced, I redden in the sun,
a blanched fig, a thirst
for dew drops.
One night is enough, maybe two,
there must be a Spanish guitar
pleading the stars for more tears.
I have a comb
for her oval waves,
she is, for a while,
the mother of the world
the secreting seeds
of a fruiting pomegranate.
I am her despoiler of silk sheets,
she, a font of arousal
baptizing a love-song.
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Categories:
secreting, poetry,
Form:
Free verse