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Short Shirtless Poems

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


The View of Illicit Possibilities
Neighbor strolls shirtless
Confining my true delight
Our eyes meet briefly
Feverishly I suppress
Wishing I was a mower...

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Categories: shirtless, fantasy,
Form: Tanka



Life's Quotes
Don't judge a book by its cover
The inside can even be worse.

Body building is for health
Not for showoff. 

To become shamess
First be shirtless.

Legend focus on target
Novice focus on subject....

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Categories: shirtless, inspiration, life, motivation,
Form: Free verse
Sad Life 17
"She" burst in while I was changing
"Get Out" i scream, like a respectable person
Except I forgot, 9 year old girls without parents
aren't respectable, or people
half an hour I sat, shirtless in front to the window...

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Categories: shirtless, abuse,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member By the Waters Edge
seaweed stuck on sand 
seagulls seeking small shellfish
shirtless swimmers splash 

crawling crabs, claws clasped 
clams closed, coral chips and conch 
children's castle crafts  



Pick A Title, Vol. 3 Alliteration Poetry Contest 
Sponsor Edward Ibeh 
3-24-2019...

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Categories: shirtless, ocean,
Form: Alliteration
Zero Hour
It was night’s fury
whipping up hysteria
on specks of flames, dancing in pain.

On a heap of ashes
and bones where a child of death
will be born.

Before fading, 
moon will kiss the golden thighs
of sun and think aloud
dying shirtless in intimate
ambit of sky.



Satish Verma...

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Categories: shirtless, art
Form: I do not know?



Premium Member Melting Popsicles
heated atmosphere blazing temperatures so boils 100 degrees old ~ shirtless Bomb Pop man delivering popsicles they melt now Kool-Aid ~ bodies wet like rain all they're doing is sweating glad when it's cool --gain
7/6/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2021...

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Categories: shirtless, adventure, allusion, environment, food,
Form: Haiku
Betrayed
bitter bitter
he hacks the weeds
sharp blade in the sunlight
swish onto the tall grass,
shovel into the dirt 
timing
beats of his heart
shirtless he sweats 
into the noon sun
turning the dirt
moving the earth
bitter bitter taste in his mouth
betrayed again
again
hands are steady
heart is strong
except the pain 
in the center
in the center....

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Categories: shirtless,
Form: I do not know?
SUFFERING SUSIE
Sister Susie sewed so many shirts for soldiers,
She sometimes suffered serious SSD.
That’s sewing stress disorder, so stressed out Susie says;
Something seamstresses all suffer from you see.

So sixty shirtless soldiers stood shivering in the snow,
While sewer Susie stopped and took a rest.
One sympathetic soldier, sad at sister Susie’s stress,
Sent Sue a saucy snapshot, standing shyly in his vest

...

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Categories: shirtless, nursery rhyme,
Form: Alliteration
Double Standards
Now this is a double standard
I lend her my shirt and don't squawk 
Later, I borrow just one dress
Then it is like "We need to talk"

Santa knows when you are asleep
And he knows when you are awake
But if I knew, that about you
My freedom would be at stake!

At the bar the double standard 
Shirtless men, get no drinks for free
Women with no shirts get free drinks
Oh........... I guess that's okay with me!...

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© Pat Adams  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: shirtless, analogy, how i feel, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Economics
Revisiting my lust, in 
beyond borders;
I want to write your
name in cursive script.

Forked, when I pick up
the undiluted hemlock
from your eyes. How would
you like to become a game changer ?

A shirtless moon walks
with me on empty stomach
to scrap the night from
the exuberant trees.

Conversion factor comes 
into force, unusing the nector.
I will still say my prayers
to seek nothing.

Satish Verma...

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Categories: shirtless, art,
Form: ABC
612018
blended family 
in papers colored with
broken history crayons 
of black and white 
black boy run
people read love backwards
tongue bitten it bleeds evol
sun grows seeds evil
grew a tree together 
but fruits are collected with
hate in the eyes 
soul refrigerated
black boy shirtless 
running the woods 
of nature 
shivering with poetry
a blanket of sonnets 
he seeks 
forefathers collected
wisdom 
from ponds...

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Categories: shirtless, black african american, black love, boy, color,
Form: Free verse
Ambivaliss
Glistening to the wind, I run towards the sun.
Shirtless with bare feet, a rainbow and I meet. 
Flawlessly formed in my heart's perfection, 
Youthful arrogance is innocence, blissfully indirected.
Alluded to by facts, keep me hidden from myself. 
Ignorance leads blind eyes booking for plain health.
Living in context, lay metaphorical dreams; envisioned by imagery,
Silently sitting beneath a Japanese Maple tree.

9-24-16...

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Categories: shirtless, dream, emotions, happiness, imagery, imagination, meaningful, metaphor,
Form: Rhyme
Revolution
Riveted: 
the ducks went into a howl.
A shirtless moon was walking 
on the lake.
Darts had started moving
towards blue lips.

Gale was not able to speak.
Unthinkable:
sky will explode now, in stars.
Gambling with water, cheating
the fireflies 
in dark bush.   

Who was illegitimate on
the blanket ? 
The child was crying for the
lost coin.
King wanted the sun to hide behind the monolith;
his statue was being pulled down.  



Satish Verma...

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Categories: shirtless, art,
Form: ABC
Ii
People have formed in clumps
like little Chinese dumplings
under the few trees,
where the grass is thick and damp.

In the center of the park
a group of twenty-somethings 
throw a frisbee;
their athletic legs 
stutter and flutter and step.

Shirtless and bikinied,
their sweat looks like condensation
on a glass of ice water:
the beads mysteriously leaking from the skin.

That’s the body’s way of telling them
it’s too hot to run....

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Categories: shirtless, nature, people, places,
Form: Free verse
The Stinson
If I had to pick something, I suppose
Her perfume would be what I choose

But there are few
to make her more like you

The sight of her shirtless back
Keeps your memory off track

Her hand across my chest
Is enough to let me rest

But she is to naive
Because I let her believe

That just for tonight
Happiness was in sight

Her beauty is masked by a disguise 
One filled with my lies

But you’ve never woke up more alone
Than when her number isn’t in your phone...

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© Chad Weeks  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: shirtless, love, miss you, sad,
Form: Couplet

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