Short Spitting Image Poems

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Camels New Calf

The camel showed her new calf to a few
calf got scared and friends faces looked like glue
they weren't mad
they just declared 
the new calfs a spitting image of you!



9-18-17
Form: Limerick


Premium Member The Spitting Image

     I wonder why my parent said
       She’s the spitting image of grandma dead

     For in death, grandma did not look her best ~
       though she still aced the saliva test
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Birthday Greeting Scrawl

One 
proud and 
stoic glance 
astride wry smirks
from this Mona Lisa spitting image 
tutor at the blackboard chalk mark  debris 
caused by spurts of 
 bold impish 
birthday 
warmth
Form: Tetractys

Premium Member Rooting For 8 To 5

ROOTS

They came seeking a future not their own
carrying naught but memories too soon to fade
into the substance of a union of hearts.
In leaving left the spitting image of themselves
to gather up their memories lest they fade.

1/3/2017

submitted to – ROOTING FOR 8 TO 5 – Poetry Contest

Premium Member Happy Birthday Teacher

Glee 
abounds 
when children’s
antics taunt and 
tease a Mona Lisa spitting image 
tutor with chalk mark birthday ornate scrolls
blackboard heartland 
cascade of 
impish  
warmth

Date created ; 16th February 2021

Photograph ; Number 2

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Form: Tetractys


Son

From the exact day your Daddy 
said we'd conceived You
Exactly nine months, to the day, 
we retrieved you

It is said You are so much like him
It's a wonder that I was even there

What is a "spitting image" do tell
Because I wouldn't want it 
in my mouth to begin with 

I thought Sons were supposed 
to look like their Daddy's
After all, they're born out of Love
Or did I miss something, somewhere
                   God Bless
Form: Lyric

Spitting Image

Something really grossed me out
While walking down the street;
A stranger cleared his throat and spat,
Just inches from my feet.

I think it is illegal
To just cough up phlegm and spit.
In society, it’s something
We should really not permit.

There once were signs in subway cars
Announcing prohibitions:
Loud radios and spitting
Both had fines for inhibitions.

Some people, though, do what they want
No matter who’s around.
I guess I should be grateful
That that spit stayed on the ground.
Form: Rhyme

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