Short Sixteen Poems
Short Sixteen Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Sixteen by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Sixteen by length and keyword.
Just a maid & just sixteen
a serving girl a go-between
upstairs and downstairs her scene
was true love to intervene?
sweet sixteen
half open red rose
lover's gift
a leaf is sixteen colors of green
often unseen, often unseen
bark of her tree is several colors too
my artistic eyes surmises brown and blue
sweet
sixteen
confident
expectancy
on coming of age
oblivious
to life’s fruit
turning
sour
- - - - - - - - - - -
Had a baby at sixteen:
was told he was adopted.
I spent years searching for him,
but, mom and dad lied to me,
the baby had died.
A delightful day
Walking talking and flirting
Seeing his eyes for first time
Close and personal
Dazzling with intensity
Best day ever for sixteen
Pacific winds blow
over Olympic mountains
rain shadow of Sequim
sixteen inches the year’s rain
Seattle gets two hundred
12/1/2021
that old olive tree
over sixteen hundreds years
what a lovely tree!
In Salento peninsula which is part of Puglia, Italy. One of its names is Hug Tree.
Foolhardy sixteen-year-old driver Jay
Risked his life to show off for a friend
Felt invincible every single given day
Until his life came to a crashing end
During the famous Des Moines rumble
Sixteen boys landed in a giant jumble
No one bragged for they were horribly humble
Soccer ball was lost in this mad fumble
Sixteen hours ahead of time
you sleep in my tomorrow
a half a world apart
I loving you – iambic rhyme
long pierced by Cupid’s arrow
another has your heart.
At sweet sixteen she'd never been kissed
And then she met Miss Kuni Lynn Guist
A sweet Valentine
Would suit her just fine
And Mr. Wright would never be missed
You will study hard and be a solicitor he said
Be yourself and don't be soft she said
You'll be pregnant before your sixteen they said
You were all wrong I said!
What a Sweet Sixteen;
I sit alone.
I stand alone.
I walk alone.
I eat alone.
I sing alone.
I read alone.
I write alone.
I AM alone.
Happy Birthday to me...
There once was a field, with a tree
On which all of the dogs liked to pee,
And whilst one was urinating,
The other sixteen were waiting,
In a queue- oh so orderly!
LOVE AT ALL AGES
At sixteen
Send me the pillow that you dream on
So I can dream on it too
At sixty
Send me the pillow that you drool on
So I can drool on it too
Can't reach those cookies
at five... can't date till I'm twelve...
can't drive a car till
sixteen...can't buy a drink then...
Off to fight wars at eighteen...
Confidence walks ahead of me
Sixteen steps or more, people feel her coming.
They clear out of our way. She laughs.
Clearing my path. My eyes are bright with happiness.
Sixteen unique individuals
sit on sixteen washing machines.
As they make small-talk
they stare at sixteen dryers, all in a row
chugging and churning to the same hum.
White shoulders
with hair pinned up.
A velvet dress,
shows just enough.
Sweet sixteen,
a first date gift,
of bottled perfume,
the fragrant mist.
Of White Shoulders.
The great joy of my life is the stage,
singing and acting, regardless of age.
Starting at age sixteen,
five decades on, I'm still keen.
With an audience, I love to engage!
diligent duty demands dedication and decisiveness
May.9. 2022
Work Perspective Monoku Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Beta Augustin
No. of syllables-sixteen
I have been in this medical clinic way too long
Forty-eight and a half minutes
Long enough to write sixteen poems
So as you may have guessed
Most of them
are not
really
great
Patrick lived in Great Britain, his wick,
But when he was sixteen and quick,
Was captured by pirates horrible,
Taken to Ireland adorable,
Where he found god, his walking stick.
fresh faced like a sixteen-year-old debutante
Audrey Hepburn, brought My Fair Lady to life
I wanted her to marry Freddy
only disappointment of her work
not her fault
stupid writers