Short Supposes Poems
Short Supposes Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Supposes by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Supposes by length and keyword.
If anyone supposes
That life should be a bed of roses
How boring this would be
With no diversity
Roses have prickles the blossom exposes
Poor Rudolph his nose has turned brown
His antics have made Santa frown
For no one supposes
That folks with brown noses
Are trouble and let others down
12-06-17
Was the Woman made for me or
Was I made for the Woman
Am I to rule over her or
She supposes to rule over me
Is her desire for me or
My desire for her
Please tell me, Lord,
Love the Woman I gave you
NEVER
Never is positively No!
No matter WHAT?
Not at all
Not anytime!
Example: never ending rains…never ending love!
It pre-supposes, non-stoppage of rains…unstoppable love!
Like beyond this point is FUTILENESS
Expressing ETERNITY!
Period!
For heaven’s sake. Don’t ever!
Warning: Never!
the shock
72% of the inhabitants of Israel
Approve of Netanyahu's treatment of
the people of Gaza
One supposes their TV shoves the same
horror as we see
It is as the people of Israel are beset by
an inner truth that destroys their soul
and lead them into self-destruction
For, we need a long spoon when
dealing with Israel
Bundled for the weather
Was an old man on the street.
He pushed along a shopping cart,
His purchases complete.
I’ve no idea what things he bought
Except for, one supposes,
A treat meant for his Valentine –
A dozen bright red roses.
For love and its expressions,
Sometimes difficult to gauge,
On this date make folks affectionate,
Regardless of their age.
Our garden's masterpiece,
Fairies in each fleur-de-lis,
Blossoms of gauzy glory,
Perennial veils of fairy stories,
Beribboned spangle treasury,
Fairies flitting so flowery,
Our queen of ruby roses,
Posies for all, one supposes,
Flowerets the best cuddle,
Essence of Spring, residual,
There are fairies in the flowers in our garden,
One ruby rose--then a garland!!
A dozen ducks were bobbing
On the river - what a sight!
The fact that there were 12 of them
Just filled me with delight.
If there had just been 2 or 3
I’d not have been impressed
And, at first glance, a dozen
Wasn’t what I would have guessed.
Of course I counted! Now, when thinking
Dozens, one supposes,
I should add ducks to Christmas days
And bagels, eggs and roses.
Just suppose,
you juxtapose
date and time…
early riser,
back home
before
you’re supposed
to go. A riot,
that it seems
my brain
pauses, supposes
it knows
everything,
but the calendar gleans
the truth,
the text reveals
I’m all
mixed up.
Most of the time,
I get it right,
but,
once in a while,
my brain
misfires,
however,
I’ll not fire
the old gal -
I’ve depended
on her
all
these years!
One dozen dead roses
A pocket full of red disposes
Fidelity, fealty their temporal wrapper encloses
Organic ode that nature's bipolar rhythm transposes
Trite requiem to all the brownnoses
A token gift that penurious love exposes
Gone are the scintillating wax poses
The mirth, pageantry time hoses
Buried in the cemetary with Grandma Moses
Bring back the artificial supposes
To satiate all of the charming virtuosas
Sometimes a person supposes,
When asked to describe how things are,
That talking of rainbows and roses
Will hide what might startle or jar.
By painting a picture so sunny,
Believing you’ll fool those who asked,
What happens, I’d bet even money,
Is that some will know truth has been masked.
For lies rarely stay nicely hidden,
Since facts often end up revealed,
Exposing the one who, unbidden,
Learns guile’s a bad weapon to wield.
Amidst the mist of drops so fine,
Among the burst of celestial shine,
In company of butterflies bright and roses eternal in light.
What does my heart supposes?
Am I thinking of the distant dream?
Am I pondering on the time I lost?
Am I figuring out the castle shrouded in mist?
Am I longing for the house adrift?
I want to float in that hot air balloon.
And softly touch the pearly moon.
I want to shed my somber mood.
And dream of rainbows, to do some good.
Here’s a start: a candy heart
Or long-stemmed bright-red roses;
Lingerie, to make her day
Romantic, one supposes.
Not too hard to find a card
With sentimental saying.
For a treat, go out to eat
(And naturally, you’re paying).
Better yet, go into debt
And buy a sparkly trinket.
Dim the lights, so appetites
Include champagne – then drink it.
Or, don’t fuss and be like us –
With years of love behind us,
We’ve agreed, we do not need
A token to remind us.