Short Tablecloth Poems
Short Tablecloth Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Tablecloth by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Tablecloth by length and keyword.
Practical Twins
the tablecloth stained -
old couple had gravy on
their chins, no napkins
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Categories:
tablecloth, funny,
Form:
Senryu
Underneath a Linen Tablecloth
A fleeting glance
no need to remove them
Specks, particles, of no import
~ a banquet undone...
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Categories:
tablecloth, celebration, food,
Form:
Free verse
Dandelions Aglow
Here's a field that glows as gold
upwards to a sky of cloud,
like a tablecloth unrolled
for feasting bees buzzing loud....
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Categories:
tablecloth, flower,
Form:
Quatrain
A Sketch
Hibiscus drooped, sheds
Petals in the gust of rain ...
A broken heart dies
Swallows swivel rain
Above water stifled grass .. .
Memories of joy
Light covers the earth
And dust make rainbows appear ...
I am that poem
Sky and tablecloth of stars....
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Categories:
tablecloth, art,
Form:
Haiku
Candlesticks Polished
Friday afternoon's shadows
hover over her morn
Awaiting the Sabbath
soon to be born
Candlesticks polished
Pressed tablecloth white
Come, Day of Eternity
Illumine the night
_____________________
The Sabbath begins today
at 4:12 p.m. in Chicago...
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Categories:
tablecloth, inspiration, jewish, light,
Form:
Rhyme
December Morning Haiku Trilogy
11/13/2023
Christmas tablecloth
Red mugs, hot chocolate
Cinnamon candle
We, so lovingly
Just like kids, dunk marshmallows
Sniffing the candle
Beneath the table,
Our feet do a romantic dance
Quite a sensual trance!
English Haiku
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Categories:
tablecloth, autumn, christmas, food, imagery,
Form:
Haiku
Simple Nostalgy
Rustic greenery and quiet alleys
artist at the Window
composition bringing distance
salt and pepper pots on a table
a silk brocade tablecloth
only the sound of the wind can be heard
history is a fleeting moment
a cherished simplicity.
Written; January 13, 2023...
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Categories:
tablecloth, analogy, art,
Form:
Free verse
Tactics
in a rut
no, a trench.
pulled under like Ypres or Verdun
walls held up by bodies of dearly departed.
we gather here today because we have to.
so chew the dirt from fingernails,
swim this mud sea.
six feet.
draped flags,
bedsheets, tablecloth rags
set the places.
mines flower on this grave....
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Categories:
tablecloth, death, history, political, war
Form:
Free verse
Please Tip Your Waiter
Money licks its lips
A fervour without bound it rips
Feeding on the rich with etiquette and poise
The middle classes swallowed with grumbled noise
And screaming poor not even savoured
From a beast thats never laboured
The earth lays daily a new tablecloth
For the feast where all humanity is lost...
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Categories:
tablecloth, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Grime Under the Tablecloth
Grime under the table cloth
Beneath the fluorescent lights and sterile walls,
Lurks an undercurrent of unspoken strife.
The daggers are kept hidden, the words unsaid,
But the tension is palpable,
A throbbing wound.
For all the forced cordiality,
the animosity seethes underneath.
©?Chitra Arun...
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Categories:
tablecloth, angst, bullying, jealousy, stress,
Form:
Free verse
Art of Ivan Albright
Art of Ivan Albright
I hear a death rattle
feel gloom
despise grayscale-ness
flat black paint kind of background
lecherous guy
creepy skeletal hands
craggy face
shirt looks dingy, dirty, smudged
tablecloth is dank, dour, dusty,
grays and blacks, morose, macabre
I run from his art, screaming pink and orange....
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Categories:
tablecloth, art,
Form:
Free verse
Hands Bid Goodbye
An untouched cup of coffee
sleeps on the café table.
I want to take hold of your hands,
hands now clasped upon
a checkered tablecloth.
We both know it's over,
but no lies please.
being dumped
should be a fingertip moment.
Utter no pre-chosen words.
I promise to say nothing,
let the cooling,
once hot coffee, speak for us both....
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Categories:
tablecloth, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Dad Did Not Quit
Can we talk over dinner?
I’ll be composed,
Salad a middleman
On orange china.
I won’t stare daggers
I’ll only look gently
You won’t upset me
You won’t cry
Tablecloth a barrier
Of polite normalities
No last words.
No hard feeling.
You’ll drift atop
Jello molds,
An angel in suburban hell.
You won’t tell me
You quit your job,
And our haven
Will remain bubble wrapped....
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Categories:
tablecloth, 12th grade, america, anxiety, dad, family,
Form:
Free verse
Celebration of a Special Anniversary
My sister and her husband
Go dining in the early eve
In a restaurant by the water
Sitting by the window
It is a lovely view to see
the table has a setting
A set in the middle
Two candles are lite
On a tablecloth
Two glasses and bottle
Filled with red wine
Ready to fill the glasses
To click together
For a special celebration
A toast to marriage
For fifty years marriage...
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Categories:
tablecloth, anniversary, celebration, marriage,
Form:
Ode
Frances Runs Away
Frances exits the bistro.
Her napkin falling
onto the tablecloth,
it flutters down in slow motion;
a snow-goose onto a red desert.
‘Not a good way to break-up Frances,
not cool’.
On the pavement, high-heels clacking.
Frances running,
the backs of her heels bleed,
tendons bolting her onward.
On hind legs
a restaurant chair tries to follow.
A thunderclap
as the napkin lands....
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Categories:
tablecloth, poetry,
Form:
Blank verse
Summertime Dream
Soft red and white checkered tablecloth.
Round table, metal chairs with cushions.
Under a dashing, dark green umbrella.
Chocolate sundaes with nuts, add fresh whipped cream.
This is my delicious, vey special summer dream!
4/5/2021
~3~
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Categories:
tablecloth, imagery, summer,
Form:
Free verse
My Grandma's Tablecloth
My grandma did embroidery
And several things she did for me.
Her tablecloths (I have a few)
On holidays must get their due.
Each cross-stitch, sewn by her own hand,
As needles followed her command,
Is neat and perfectly aligned,
Her handiwork and heart entwined.
My table’s set, her cloth in place
And so tonight I will embrace
Her love that I can draw upon
From every stitch, though she is gone....
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Categories:
tablecloth, grandmother,
Form:
Rhyme
Ten Over Six
Pour piping tea
Into imaginary cups
Flying on saucers
Dappling the tablecloth
Which isn’t.
Immerse the tarts
In sweetened dregs
Between spurious conversation
With yourself.
Who else can be trusted
With yesterday’s forecast
Of looming storms
Stalking the week.
Least of all on paper.
Cheers to the hatter
Twice-over the hare
Excellent companions
For a tea-loving fellow.
Indeed.
Indeed.
Indeed....
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Categories:
tablecloth, confusion, crazy, flying, food, funny, silly,
Form:
Free verse
Poetry Valley
Poetry Valley
A fresh glass of orange juice,squeezed.
My partner, the chef with an apron of red.
This day, a tablecloth, dark blue.
Shiny, lovely, cobalt blue plates, too
with homeade burritos for two.
The scent, divinely, Mexicali.
Oh, that chef, knows what's down my alley.
After breakfast, fresh French coffee!
Now sitting and writing in Poetry Valley.
November 10, 2019...
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Categories:
tablecloth, cute, food, happy,
Form:
Rhyme
Food Glorious Food
Sizzling bacon in the pan
eggs are gently poaching
sausages hissing and spitting
fried bread turning golden brown
Toast just popped out of the toaster
fragrant wafts of fresh brewed coffee
cheerful tablecloth with vase of flowers
places laid await the bounteous feast
Be your taste just for a bacon sandwich
or if you like the full blown Monty
whatever you choose there is no denying
that the best meal of the day is breakfast...
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Categories:
tablecloth, food, humor,
Form:
Verse
Mushroom Tales
Mushrooms push up their caps
in a cow meadow.
The bovine dung adds that umami taste,
it's the Glutamate, that relishes and beguiles.
The cows don't eat the button mushrooms,
but as they graze, they may scoop some
into their contently chewing mouths.
I think these thoughts in a steak restaurant,
while adding Worcestershire sauce to my oxtail soup.
Mushroom will be arriving on this white linen
tablecloth
soon.
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Categories:
tablecloth, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Fantasy
Fantasy, the delicacy of royalty
Hundreds of worlds served on silver platters
Dragons’ wings and faerie dances whirl
Spinets of castles, swords and shields
Arranged for your feast – accompanied by
The magical flutter of capes concealing your meal
Caged birds sing of lands far away
“Just where am I?” – don’t question, dear reader
For the silk of this tablecloth will tear
And forever you’ll be blinded to the possibility....
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Categories:
tablecloth, fantasy, magic, mystery,
Form:
Free verse
Kitchenette Kapers
Morning
My Muse
Floral gym shoes
Terry aqua sleeveless dress
Eggs frying on my stove
Whole wheat toast, aroma utterly entrancing
Brazilian Bossa Nova notes filling all rooms
Floral tablecloth embracing sparkling utensils, glasses dishes, cups
Smiling, red petunias rest on the shiny, tall microwave
Saying grace, hands folded in the kitchenette, her holy place
June 12, 2019
8:45am PST
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Categories:
tablecloth, morning,
Form:
Etheree
She Doesn'T Know She's a Dog
Her name is Apogee Sausalito,
she is tiny, feisty and black;
when she romps with Tricia,
she thinks she's a cat.
The crafty feline hides
on the dining room chair;
'round and 'round the table,
the dog circles her there.
Behind the tablecloth,
the cat keeps watch;
reaches out with her paw,
and gives S'Lito a swat.
It's a game they both love;
each day's regular routine,
we enjoy their frisky antics
with morning coffee and cream....
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Categories:
tablecloth, animal, cat, dog, morning, pets,
Form:
Quatrain
La Croix Valmer
We took the Marseilles road,
a cambered sun streaking the bay
with gold threads.
We drink lemon tea
while lovers and others
search for cheap wine.
We are alone at last, free
to explore our magnetic boundaries;
hands stalking hands
on a checkered tablecloth.
That night we translate
the prayers of our flesh,
surfing tidal crests.
Dawn arrives with gulls
and guilt.
I catch the bus to Perpignan,
head for a border
we have already crossed....
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Categories:
tablecloth, poetry,
Form:
Blank verse