Short Stodgy Poems
Short Stodgy Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Stodgy by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Stodgy by length and keyword.
Just like this familiar song
That was never sung in tune,
Tell me, “Where do I belong?“
Scrolling this random playlist
Unplayed in my memory,
Bringing weight on my crumped chest.
As boring as this classic melody,
Everything became stodgy--
Music stopped in tragedy.
Categories:
stodgy, 3rd grade, absence, blue, dark,
Form:
Rhyme
From the front the old stodgy men look almost okay
How do they look down by Canadian way?
I am talking about the Mount Rushmore four.
Washington, Jefferson, Abe and Theodore.
Can you imagine if they had been carved in three-D?
Which one would your eyes want to look over and see?
I am talking about the backside, their petootsies you know.
Can you imagine the sight from the tourists down below?
Categories:
stodgy, usa,
Form:
Rhyme
Broad moon rapidly drops six feet out of view.
A shadow casts on stodgy, trickling of creek.
Sharply, a face breaks ground, above plot’s subdue.
The late dead stars fall on waters, dammed and weak.
Decrepit spine, of long ago’s sound, breaks through.
A lonely girl, on the edge, heeds gusty shriek.
Bleak darkness clings to flesh, then sudden bright’ning.
Bad news - apparition’s hurling lightning.
Categories:
stodgy, grave, scary,
Form:
Ottava rima
Remember all those rebel poets
and their bizarre ways
How they spooked their stodgy elders
with contra-poetic displays
Dispensing with meter and flow, accent and rhyme
penning metaphor-less, image-free lines
Treating verse as a curse and a sonnet much worse
vulgarities popping up like landmines..
Well, it's gotten worse instead of better
~ Just read a poem without letters
Categories:
stodgy, confusion, image, metaphor, poetry, poets,
Form:
Rhyme
Poetry is an expression that should come from within
Unencumbered by stodgy rules that are meaningless to the masses
If as a poet you feel it important to follow the course developed by others
God’s speed to you in your endeavor but ask yourself one important question
Do you feel comfortable that the originality of your works is yours and yours alone?
Or does doubt creep into your mind as you apply a template not of your own making?
Categories:
stodgy, poetry,
Form:
Prose