Short Sociable Poems
Short Sociable Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Sociable by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Sociable by length and keyword.
Seven slurring stout sociable salty sailors
Standing stealthily silent
Solo
Sharing secret salacious
Stirring sailing stories.
It’s our halfway house where we half-unwind,
Half-sociable, half-lazy,
And where half our friends we’re half-shocked to find
Half-interesting, half-crazy.
Admirable
Tough
Lots of energy
Abrasive
Sunset
Trusting
Hardworking
Original
Mature-ish
Accommodating
Sociable
Balanced
Ultimate edition
Candid
Healthy
Abundant
Non-nonchalant
Agile
Neighborly
My daughter Joan is not at home
so do not call again.
She will not speak to anyone,
especially to men.
She says that she's a different girl
that she's no longer free,
and if you want a good night out
she's recommending me.
Form:
I had a plan to tell you how I feel but i canned it reran it.
How do I show you your my bandwidth my sociable sandwich.
What if I told you how my heart ticks.
What if you told me that I was just a stand in.
I couldn't stand it.
I am a paradox.
I am faithful and yet detached.
I am committed and yet so very relaxed.
I love pretty much everyone,
And yet no one.
I am sociable but also a loner.
I am gentle and also very tough.
I am passionate but,
I can also be platonic.
I am predictable in my own unpredictable ways.
The sky an ocean of gathering crimson,
leaden on hues French-vanilla ice-cream,
puffy cotton candy clouds wandering sociable.
Grassy field of red spice cinnamon poppies.
Dream of pleasure indulges in sweetness of childhood,
her large blue eyes watch, a half-smile hangs on,
a wink of sun glare, untighten her fingers,
cries, red balloons into the crimson they bolt.
3/13/2022
Bavira are the indigenous of Vira Land , they live
All over South , West and Central of Uvira in DRCongo...
Very peaceful , kind and sociable people... they
Intermarried with Bafuliru to stop their fight for Lands.
Really,their tribal conflict finished in 18th century and
All of them started to live
in love and peace till today.
June 01/2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe
Mussabwa Chris
One cup of coffee.
Do I want breakfast?
Not yet. Second cup of coffee maybe.
I am still not pleasant.
I can feel my growly face.
I had better have a third cup.
If someone speaks to me
I might go off the deep end.
I am not ready to be sociable or nice yet.
My husband tiptoes in,
sees my face,
and turns back around.
He knows I am still in the “gnawing your legs off”
frame of mind this morning.
He and the dog both read me well.