Short Swatch Poems
Short Swatch Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Swatch by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Swatch by length and keyword.
Jane ordered ice cream topped with butterscotch
It melted and dripped onto her Swatch-watch
Though a hundred degrees
She still giggled with ease
when she felt a chill running down her crotch
The wind
comes in at night,
bringing with it new ghosts
but I'm wrapped tight in mother's quilt,
each painstaken swatch stitched by her own hand
She sings a breathy lullabye
and rocks me to sleep in
the cradle of
the wind
Skipping down the walk on a sunless, foggy day;
a bright red coat surrounded in shades if gray.
In a smoldering mass grave, on a sad and shameful day;
a swatch if bright red coat, surrounded in ashes if gray.
Inspired by Schindler's List
Thank you, India!
Thanks for your skill with fabric.
Thanks for your looms of magic.
For centuries in our World,
Your cotton threads were firmly twirled.
Thanks for clothes that keep us warm,
That help save us from the storm,
But there is one swatch that brings me joy.
Hail to that awesome wonder,
Beautiful, beautiful corduroy.
Thank you.
Of such warm nights
And such cold days
O the red moon
O the blue sea
And the wild winds
Of the far north
And the hot lash
Of the deep south
And the tea leaves
In the East sea
And the land ho
Of the West call
And the sweet swatch
O the great house
And the stern lights
O the hard bench
Of such warm days
And such cold nights
Kim Rodrigues © 2017
hard to remember an image as precious as this offering
the gods must have been in jubilant spirits
jagged edges through out this ocean~view
the aqua blue splattered in coral a first for this salty dog
a long hard swatch of baby pink draws out the young boy
use to skip carefully procured flat stones
across the curls of this mighty waterway
my mistress calls -time to prepare for one more adventure
ride the ocean
the die is cast
armand~
Everything’s been said before;
The goal’s to find a way
To tailor those familiar thoughts
To fit beneath your sway.
You choose a pattern and a swatch
Of fabric that appeals,
Then cut and stitch until, at last,
Your feelings it reveals.
Along the way, you change a word
Or rearrange a phrase,
Then try it on, assessing with
A slightly biased gaze.
When done, you snip the final thread
And put it on display,
Content to know you’ve said exactly
What you meant to say.