Short Tailor Made Poems

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Faithful Until The End

to
my
tailor-made
and
dearest friend
that
we
are
both bookends
always
faithful
and
inseparable
until
the 
very end


Lady Onyx

Lady Onyx has curvy, black nails;
so resistance she quickly assails.
She needs no boot spurs;
for nails long like hers
serve as tailor made cat-o-ten tails.

written 19 February 2016
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Echo

To me, she is a dream:
A faith, I pray, that never fades;
As a hymn, or symphony:
My amen, weighed in,
Tailor-made;
To love and life,
Should I let go,
Though my heart,
Regards an echo?
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Check These Boxes

Middle America's Democrats are reeling in shock
At the party's Progressive Agenda, tailor-made to block
   The candidacy of anyone who can't check these boxes
   Minority Female, Pro-LGBTQ, P.C. Platform ~ sky-high taxes
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Zen mode

bliss poised at the threshold zone
tailor made for us alone
moves within just as it likes
tease of delight that oft spikes

as of seeds virtue does reap
beyond bliss heart finds peace deep
which may be assigned no name
wherein soul becomes the flame
Form: Jueju


Lynn

The curvy road led me to the curvaceous girl. 
Sitting on a bench I found her stitching thread by thread a garment. Its crystal clear I had landed myself a tailor-made chick. 
Her hips poured and filled the bench. I bet she was from space because her figure was out of this planet.

Roses Won'T Due

Private times be still in mind
Longing for the joy you bring
Be in tune to hearts desire
Rays toll tailor made
Drinking favorites saved
Heart to heart
Seconds untouched
Silent hills most treasured turf
Be the Valentine most thought of
Sending this out today 
Just to pave the way

The Artificial

So Alluring,
      Bright and green,
Wavy dark and red petals,
       So  Triumphant
       Oh How lovely!
Eyes closed,deeply inhaling
     Hoping for that scent...
Oh no! It's the art of man
    A tailor made Rose.
 It can't delight my heart

                       ©Carlos Bett

Made-To-Order

seemed to 
have 
wanted a 
made to order
custom-made
tailor-made 
ideal person 
to be at beckon
call 
an individual 
who was 
expected to
always 
perfectly
faultlessly 
flawlessly 
give 
emotional 
feedback 
randomly 
at a drop of a hat
like some kind of 
a physic mind reader
Form: Lyric

Like Gender

The comfort level 
Feeds from a place unknown
Only by God
Can it be retrieved
Hanging in the wings
Waiting on the 
Reprieve
Needing no applause
Drenched in spiritual love
Move in the fullness 
Tailor made on high
Supper Time
Serving with only the best wine
Eternalness found
Youth with no end
Friend

Premium Member Pal Joey

This was a showcase for Kim Novak and Rita Hayworth. If you saw this in the theater, you got your money’s worth. What a fine example of fifties cinema. This film seemed tailor made for Frank Sinatra. With a fine story, and chock full of music galore, "Pal Joey" is a movie just about anyone will adore.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member What's Life

Life is a journey on the edge of a razor blade;
Don’t ever think that it’s always tailor-made.
The famous in the world are all self-made;
Like them you too can overcome all obstacles.
Do keep an eye on your career’s pinnacles;
Awaiting you there a plethora of miracles.


Bite Size Poem no.10 Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier 
Date: 03-07-2021.

Premium Member I Feel Sad

I feel sad to see your state
A carcass, to be on a plate
Nature's beautiful creatures
Created in the deep blue ocean
Tailor made features 
Spindle shaped, graceful motion 
Lived in harmony 
With your fellow beings 
Large and small 
Sharks and shrimps
But, in a world 
where they terminate
Their own intimate
Will they ever spare you
My innocent friends!

Premium Member Fashion Forward

This defeat that I wear, tailor made for tears,
woven fabric of displacement, fringed in fear.
Nestled in the pattern, of pain and of time,
distrust adds that bit of gleam, that draws the eye.
Anger sets the hem, keeps my mind from fraying.
Each stitch, a day gone, never re-existing.
Tightly bound around me, as to be a second skin,
tied with knots of frustration.  No one is getting in.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Tardigrade

Tardigrade
Consider the lowly Tardigrade To survive any environment, it is tailor made Commonly known as the water bear This handsome creature can live any where From underground to the vacuum of space It is no threat to the human race Unless, it mutates and does grow Then it looks like it could be a ferocious foe
****modeled on Ogden Nash Style*****
Form: Ekphrasis

Premium Member The Tree That Britches Saw

During the frigid night
Hoarfrost has embraced her branches
As a tight fitting tunic,
Tailor made, just for her.

Night wind's chafing bite
Has long since given way to crisp morning air,
And snow has lengthened into fog,
Past where aqueous eyes can take in.

Facing east, car's window rolled down,
A broken barb wire fence, this tree,
And a subtle hint of promise,
Where a rising sun will soon be.

This tree sat alone in a large pasture and was a sight to behold.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Love For Sale

High end devotee, you seem to like passion;
I have been known to raise a bar or two
with my contagious enthusiasm;

Chasing custom fit and high  revenue,
the sign in the window read 'Love For Sale';
Some things you can't attach a price tag to;

Addicted to the phrase 'fair retail'
selling me on tailor made was easy,
perfection lies in all those soft details;

A long time ago I gave myself to you for free,
there is no bigger fan of your brand then me.

Premium Member The Tree

The tree That “Britches” Sees 1-21-2012 During the frigid night Hoarfrost has embraced her branches As a tight fitting tunic, Tailor made, just for her. Night Wind’s chaffing bite Has long since given way to crisp morning air, And snow has lengthened into fog, Past where aqueous eyes can take in; Facing east, car’s window rolled down, A broken barb wire fence, this tree, And a subtle hint of promise, Where a rising sun will soon be;
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.

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