Short Skateboards Poems
Short Skateboards Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Skateboards by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Skateboards by length and keyword.
Birthdays, reunions, vacations and hikes.
Weddings, divorces and photos of tykes.
Vids of grandkids on their skateboards and bikes.
These are the things every cyber Friend 'Likes'!
new “cool” expression:
bombing down the hills
on skateboards.
Apparently,
it’s a boy thing
and something
that to me
just sounds scary
and dangerous.
I’m on a slow
sleigh ride into
middle age and
hot, sweaty
menopause.
Damn
I could never write a poem about
Horseradish
Dust bunnies
Nose hairs
Rat droppings
A dead roach
Cow pies
Mastication
Silverfish
Ketchup
A dirty diaper
A car engine
Naval fuzz
Cobwebs
Vampires
Microphones
Skateboards
Nail clippings
Torn limbs
I say and then I do.
What if we all danced on top of the expensive cars
In the super market parking lot?
What if we all sang “Old Dan Tucker” loudly
in crowded elevators with suit people?
What if we rode psychedelic skateboards down dead man’s hill?
Would they think we were crazy or would they be jealous?
The jolly fisherman
Went fishing for toys
To hand out to all
The girls and boys
He caught skateboards and bikes
Gameboards wrap tight
He caught several large kites
That whisked him away
To a magical place
Where the colorful sky and stars array
The jolly fisherman still sends out the toys
Around the world
To all the girls and boys
They fly on skateboards down the steps
That head straight to the river,
A camera person hoping that
Some magic they’ll deliver.
Yet these same stairs are used by all
For coming and for going
And skateboards aren’t made with brakes,
So there’s no way of slowing.
I sit and watch as older folk
And kids these steps are taking,
Convinced I may be witness to
Disaster in the making.
The Skatepark
One day we met at skatepark
On our skateboards we rolled away
The things we had to say,
We chatted about our lives
Our triumphs and our love for skatebording
Little did we know
We would let our feelings show,
In each other we have grown to care
To each other we are always there,
I am so that glad we met
At the park on our skatebords
We have a friendship that is true,
I am thankful that I met you.
Form:
Thinning hair, lost some weight,
Then, his fellow runners in the race,
Walking over him like old cheese cake!
Dragging anything out to do him in_
Anita Hill? Wow, yesterday's newspapers,
An aging,wrinkled pill!
Crackpots on skateboards, DUI's,
Flailing their arms, promising the moon.
Thinking ...younger means better!
These arrogant aging prom queens and kings,
Need their lips, tightly tethered.
One day, they too, will be weathered!
Panagiota Romios
4/27/2019
10:15am PST