Short Stools Poems
Short Stools Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Stools by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Stools by length and keyword.
Toad Stools
toad stools
spring to life
in grass...
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Categories:
stools, spring,
Form:
Haiku
Divorce
serve
toad stools for lunch
culinary divorce...
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Categories:
stools, angst, betrayal, death, divorce,
Form:
Senryu
eight doves on a wire
eight doves on a wire
together
friends on bar stools...
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Categories:
stools, bird, friendship, nature,
Form:
Haiku
Poet
Here
Words weep
Forlorn dark chamber
Poet stools freaking words....
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Categories:
stools, deep,
Form:
I do not know?
In the Park
Yawning park bench
Filled up stone stools of lovers
Necking in the park....
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Categories:
stools, girlfriend-boyfriend,
Form:
Haiku
The Park
Yawning park bench
Filled up stone stools of lovers
Necking in the park....
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Categories:
stools, life, love,
Form:
Haiku
Tipi and Tiki
Tipi and Tiki two girls homebound,
One had diarrhoea one was sound;
One got in a yellow press,
Other a hell of a mess,
Between two stools one fell to the ground....
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Categories:
stools, fun,
Form:
Limerick
A Funny One Liner In a Rude Idiom
Caught between two stools poor grandma's toilet paper
Not for the Contest(Idiom with a double meaning: )
Inspired by SilentOne's One liner contest...
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Categories:
stools, funny,
Form:
Free verse
Tools For Stools
Poop stuck in the hole
push to purge without success
Get me the vise grips!
Inspired by, I do do give credit to Jan Allison.
I hope this is not offense to Souper's!...
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Categories:
stools, humor, silly,
Form:
Senryu
Idioms For Abc
A penny for your thoughts
Bothered and pained
Caught between two stools
Drastic times call for drastic measures
Every cloud has a silver lining so
Free your mind from worries.....
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Categories:
stools, anxiety,
Form:
ABC
Snow Day and the Dive Bar
44.
Personality commodities
Melting into bar stools
Progress beyond God
to make the ultimate partnership.
Profits will come less belligerently
When lovers sing praises in lilted voices.
off tune liquors pour needlessly
down the throats of the well fed.
Meager brotherhood looked at me
With a dirty f...
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Categories:
stools, adventure,
Form:
Free verse
Electric Dominos
Wondrous feeling
Golden garden
Red Alert
Caution
Happiness strolling
Stools
50 notes at once on piano
Trumpet at 5 keys
Space journey – first one into space
Alert once again
Happy alert
Life sounds
Life music
No opera
Life’s questions
Outcome
Life’s questions again
Global
Happy finale...
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Categories:
stools, imagination
Form:
I do not know?
Damn Those Boys
Damn those boys, those idiots, who,
with psychedelic lights flashing on blank faces
nurse their drinks, slowly caress glasses,
joke crudely with their friends —
while I yearn.
Damn you, you cowards, who,
refuse to develop contact
who hide in dark corners
who sit on high bar stools
who tear out my heart —
without knowing....
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Categories:
stools, anger, angst, break up, crush, for teens,
Form:
Free verse
Speaking Your Mind
Speaking Your Mind
Every time you
don’t speak your
mind these things happen:
snails do
aerobics, flamingos update their
details on
important apps, palm trees spill
out Amish hats, combs beg to
eat
lemon pie, stools memorise
flame thrower literature, and
gravy animals, who live in
the clouds, help out
swamped midwives.
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Categories:
stools, humor,
Form:
Free verse
Breakfast
Breakfast
Clinks... clanks... a crash... a clatter
Pots... pans... and plates... a platter
Smells... sounds... people... and voices
Stools... chairs... tables... and choices
Ching... ding... a door... and a breeze
"Mornin'!"..."Take your order, please?"
©Deborah burch
2005/12/06/2016 (repost)
For Brian Strand's #245 how it reads aloud CONTEST...
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Categories:
stools, business, places, time,
Form:
Couplet
Closing Up
There’s something acidic about this place,
bar stools slant toward an eroding floor,
poised to swallow a lazy armed
mop stroke.
The man whistles through broken
teeth; the theme song of another
night wasted.
I stand up, slosh inside my
boots like the drink in my hand,
and sit back down into a
creaking nightmare.
-James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved....
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Categories:
stools,
Form:
Free verse
Iron
Sunday did not pan out,
an iron faith faltered.
It was a wane wobble.
it was cellular rust,
it was not enough iron.
Iron pills rattle in me like BB pellets,
my stools are obsidian artifacts.
More red wine, less whine.
The day got no better,
anemic confusions swirled.
I sucked upon nuts and bolts,
listened to Metallica,
had to iron-out yet more
non-ferrous unpleasantness....
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Categories:
stools, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
An Odd Olyssey
Come with me on an odd odyssey
One for which I struggle alone
Never able to discover before
Sitting on my ceramic throne
Taming my stools viscosity needs
In this my awkward time so dire
Prophets could not foretell I'd be
A low down dirty fiber buyer
Thus now my destiny is disclosed
In fact I must admit to such
Once the lumpy brown torrent flows
Nothing could please me quite so much!...
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Categories:
stools, angst, creation, humorous,
Form:
Quatrain
Fool
I’ve got quite the appetite for mayhem
Thus from these desires my problems stem
Prozacidasical perhaps
Headfirst into Lady Luck’s slaps
Crumbling foot stools under my whim
Why if there be heart ache, I’ll have a bite
Just another serving of bittersweet spite
Bring on my many foolhearty excuses
Distilled crones, my destructive muses
Pluck from my sour patch mood, a pickled fight...
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Categories:
stools, nonsense,
Form:
Rhyme
Ladies Nite At Clyde's Bar
News flash
Huge bash
Big fight
Last night
Clyde's Bar
Bizarre
War zone
Chairs thrown
Snouts poked
Gals choked
Eyes blacked
Ribs cracked
Hair snatched
Backs scratched
Throats slashed
Heads bashed
Tossed stools
Blood pools
Ears chewed
Tossed food
Knees kicked
Knives pricked
Low blows
Stomped toes
Dames sprawled
Cops called
Clyde's closed
Foreclosed
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Categories:
stools, conflict, humorous,
Form:
Footle
Lighting Shadow
In this wonder continent
some come with eagerness
singing liberation songs
to distressed souls tortured
in their hands light shines
in their hands, candles are seen
in their hands torch of life flickers
Let them settle down on stools
light, candles, torch disappear
and all the way through
keep busy lighting shadows
They ask the beneficiaries
to harvest from the light
cast by shadows of charity
Here in Africa...
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Categories:
stools, africa, power, satire,
Form:
Free verse
Georgia's Laugh Inn
At Georgia's Laugh Inn
there's no liquor,
no credit cards,
just cash.
There aint no
whiskey between
ol' bar stools
ragged beards
and confederate caps.
At Georgia's you can gamble,
there's poker, cards
and dice.
The airs a sea of smoky Marbolo
The perfumes sea salt with bud light.
At Georgia's you can step down,
to the coast of the old south.
Get a laugh in at her Laugh Inn,
before wandering
someplace else....
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Categories:
stools, placessea, sea,
Form:
Rhyme
welcome to the fifties diner
Welcome to the fifty’s diner
Where there are chrome stools
Black, red and white leather seats
A checkered floor
Everything matches
A soda machine is standing ready
The chef is heating up the fryer
Burgers and fries are the main stay
The waitress has filled the ketchup bottles
There are also mustard bottles, and salt and pepper shakers
Staff is ready for school to dismiss
So, the munching, and conversing can begin....
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Categories:
stools, nostalgia,
Form:
Prose Poetry
A Stroll Along Memory Lane
Images cascade before us
Strolling 'long memory lane
Lithe and supple were we back in those days
Before decades of stresses and strain
I jump high, pluck a leaf from a tree
You twirl about and fall into me
Shops seem so tiny and quaint
Proprietors honest, without taint
We stop at the drugstore for a soda
Seated high atop spin-around stools
Two straws but just one chocolate phosphate
~ Puppy lovers who play by the rules...
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Categories:
stools, cute love, nostalgia,
Form:
Rhyme
Pubbery
Propping up their drooping
Posture on dizzy stools,
Parched lips overly pleased,
Pockets drained of money,
Prisoners of excess
Pander to last resort:
Phew! Pop goes the weasel.*
[*An expression describing the spending of all your money on drink
in the pub and subsequently pawning your suit to raise some more.]
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A Pleiades ‘P’ Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kim Merryman
Placed 1st
© 11th April 2021...
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Categories:
stools, drink,
Form:
Verse