Short Speciality Poems
Short Speciality Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Speciality by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Speciality by length and keyword.
There is only one of me
It's my speciality!
Only yourself you can express
And then suppose God wil bless!
Put me in the bliss of joy
My brain I can now employ!
Cake in varieties.
Count, as priority.
Christmas speciality.
Chocolate cake thought best.
Cream coated, nice to taste.
Chocolate chips on top.
Crowd in every cake shop.
a showpiece
a speciality
to
declaim:
visually clever
a retort even
to circulate:
enfolded
in a prestigious
compendium
of the poetsirregular&glib-
a hackneyed canticle
to provoke
or not
EPULAERYU EKPHRASIS
a sponge with fresh double cream
an artistic dream,
inviting taste buds to sing-
sadly,happenings
remain forever
a plaster
thing
after Claas Oldenburg's art and my wife's speciality bake
see this happening on my FB page
re-post inspired by Constance contest form
EPULAERYU EKPHRASIS
a sponge with fresh double cream
an artistic dream,
inviting taste buds to sing-
sadly,happenings
remain forever
a plaster
thing
after Claas Oldenburg's art and my wife's speciality bake
Styled like a T Bird.
She really purred in third.
By listening to the engine
you did shift.
Ahe was sleek and styling
if you get my drift.
Her body golden cream,
the roof black.
It's the one with the roof
that slants slightly back.
Pop shifting soon became
my speciality.
I just loved my
1964 Super Sport Chevy.
Gemstone is precious and invaluable
It has a speciality
In hardness, brightness and colour
It represents beauty and uniqueness
Gemstone matches with
The beauty and wealth of a person
But not to forget, it also asks for
Sincerity and kindness of the heart
An evil person will never match
The sanctity of a gemstone
If ever your color's blue
I will do something for you
Simple math's my speciality
Sit back, watch, and you will see
All your joys I'll times by two
All of them, not just a few
The sad things I will take away
No more to see the light of day
Come close and whisper in my ear
Tell me anything you fear
I'll hold you tight within my hug
And reassure you of my love
Christi Marie bakes tasty truffles for me.
Simple to bake,sweets make my day a holiday.
A gift that no one can return?
Truffles are flavorful,delicate,layers of texture.
Just like my adopted daughter,Christi Marie.
No matter which flavor Christi Marie bakes.
Grand Marnier,Cinnamin,Coconut,Almond,Ginger,
Apricot, or CHOCOLATE!
Such a speciality baked for me,by my adopted
daughter Christi Marie.
Mirror mirror, who do I see?
Thank you my camera, the lighter the better
Photoshop at its best, my dear speciality, I didn't even go to school for it
Dencia would be proud of me, no more melanin
All more whitenicious
Vera Sidika may need to up her game, competition never felt so good
A little cream here, a smaller pill daily
A lot more injections, yes!
Peel me away, brighter everyday
Do you feel pride when you learn about ability?
It’s difficult to learn how to define normality.
But you know better than me what reality is?
My attention is only to encounter criminality.
When I saw crime and stays calm, conscious feels guilty,
Do we need to learn about what’s Law’s technicality?
We don’t condemn someone peace is living speciality,
Is it professionalism to work only for a formality?
How may I pay bills it’s my need of utility?
And so another saga begins
in a loving, aging extended family.
We are all victims of cancer's proclivity.
How could we have the temerity to
assume otherwise and miss the nuance
that is her speciality?
Soon the marrow will have an aperture
that will attest to blood results.
A prelude to treatment.
A treatment that leaves it's latest victim
and us barren of joy and happiness.
Our lives on hold again.
Yet, just as one has survived,
we pray so will the other.
A happy ending.