Short Shirt Poems

Short Shirt Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Shirt by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Shirt by length and keyword.


Untitled #148 / Shirt of M.C. Escher Paintings

How fitting that today I should don
the shirt of M.C. Escher paintings
shirt of confusion
shirt of the void
shirt of the self


Shirt and Tie

this is not odd
trying to get a jod
you start
being on clean chart
to get by
not just lay back and die
you wear
SHIRT AND TIE

Strength Shirt a Fashion That Few Wear

there is a certain sort of fashion
similar to mother of invention
but only crazy show
only when madness grows
straitjacket is solution
Form: Limerick

Old Shirt

I loved that old shirt.
I had it for fifteen years.
It fit like a glove.
I tore it into rags today.
Soon, someone will spread my ashes.
© Jim Wilson  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

Fine very fine worm cotton shirt

Fine
Very fine
Like a worm
Shirt cotton threads pull
And fray
Bare skin
Pale skin finally
Appears through the gasps
Through the holes
© aldo kraas  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Retail's naughty c-shirt

A t-shirt you'd buy at the mall
An acrostic on it would scrawl
With re-cycle first
Re-use was then versed
Two lines more caused a small recall
Form: Limerick

Shirt Drity Ring

its not fake
around your neck
for heavensake
it just a littlt drity
the shrits white
itwill show at night
so before you sing
clean that
SHIRT DRITY RING
Form: List

Shirt Off My Back

in me  you found it all
just call
i am your wall
will be there if you fall
and thats a fact
put that on your love rack
i will give you too
the
SHIRT OFF MY BACK

Farewell Shirt

farewell notes perfumed with ink ~ white shirt that always escaped laundry

September 2, 2020

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Form: Monoku

Had Worked Our Shirt

Had Worked Our Shirt

Off of our back we had worked our shirt,
And even though we did never had hurt;
Was catch;
Did stretch;
We grew out after having a growth spurt.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

On Alert To Loose Your Shirt

On Alert To Loose Your Shirt

About Trump we must be on alert;
Just may end up loosing our shirt;
Different for sure;
Have to endure;
If female may try to tear off skirt.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Futuristic Shirt

One sewed by ambitious hands 
Of a once ten year old
During a homescience class
For her daughter one day
One sewed by ambitious hands 

Njeri
August 4th 2015
A PRIZED REFRAIN
A shirt
Form:

We Would Put On Pants and Shirt

We Would Put on Pants and Shirt

We would put on our pants and shirt,
Then after that were placed on alert;
Were well trained;
Even when rained,
And we had ended up hitting the dirt.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Shirt

if it hot
 i sweat alot
 my cloth or wet
its hard to get
set
you can bet
 to feel cool
i have  the right tools
 just  don't  long sleves
at put my mind at ease
and stay alert
just wear a
SHIRT
Form:

Shirt Licking Good

This food is so good,
It tastes so divine,
I wonder if I could,
Just this one time,
It just missed my hood,
And its’ really still mine,
If everyone would,
I would feel fine,
It’s just so shirt licking good.

This Yellow Tee Shirt

This tee shirt is very bright
When you see it,fills you with delight

It's not extra large nor is it wide
The laundry detergent I use is tide 

So  whenever you see it be happy with glee
Because im the onlyone with this yellow tee
Form: Couplet

Where's Your Shirt

Standing listing, leaning against the wall.
Danced lots. drank shots. Friends out having a ball.
Bud bumped bouncer, lost his shirt,
imbibed too much and chased a skirt.
Group hug. Uber call. Another good pub crawl.

-Angel Fatale-
© Ryan Tyler  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

The Bloody Shirt

So water for you is thicker than blood
what happens when that water rises
and causes a flood
when that water falls into your dirt
and leaves you standing in mud
all alone and hurt
Will you think of me
when the blood drops on your shirt
© Ron Ryan  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Soggy Tease Shirt Contest

It was easy to see who had the most eyes
Attached to her chest so abundantly sized
In this contest
She had the best
She quite easily garnered the... booby prize

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Form: Limerick

Premium Member t shirt staring

some t-shirts make me laugh
walking advertisements
athletic team slogans
school events
family reunions
concert paraphernalia
quotes from Poe
some t-shirts have cartoons
others are parodies of Van Gogh
the softest ones are usually from New Zealand

Premium Member shirt

buttons on the right
tails tucked in tight
button down pockets
worn under a suit
can be starched and pressed

distinct male scent
PJs or formal
unisex
permanent press

shirt tail
plaid or stripes
sleeves with cuffs

buttons
collar

shirt

Premium Member Limerick: Once a Leftist Stuffed-Shirt Taught Class

Limerick : Once a Leftist Stuffed-Shirt taught class

Once a Leftist Stuffed-Shirt taught class
He stuffed students’ drains with high-class grass
The girls during recess
Gave him ample access
Now hangs out with big-funding Top-Brass.

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Your Shirt

Next to my pillow 
lies your shirt 
from the last time I saw you. 
And each night I hold it up to my face. 
And before I open my eyes in the morning 
I breath in your molecules.
They enter my lungs 
and make their way up to my neurons.  
Have you seen my neurons? 
They're amazing.
Form:

Premium Member Red Shirt:TOS

Red Shirt: TOS

A casting extra
No choice on shirt color
Hired for one episode
Studio did’nt want to pay them long term
New planet to explore
Beam down with phasers set to kill
Alien life form attacks
No chance to get off a shot
Bones declares
“He’s dead Jim!”
A red shirt met their final frontier

My Shirt

My Shirt 
I love the way you feel against my skin, so soft, so snug,
Fit so tight, like a hand in a glove.
My favorite color, my favorite style,
Sorry I haven't worn you in a while.
You're my lucky one, only to be worn when needed,
Only when I'm feelin' defeated.
One arm in, then I do the other,
You're my good luck charm and there could never be another.
My Shirt.?
Form: Verse

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