Short Tipping Poems
Short Tipping Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Tipping by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Tipping by length and keyword.
chickadee greeting
morning sunshine singalong~
tipping their black caps*
*Black-Capped Chickadees
1/18/2021
Categories:
tipping, bird,
Form:
Haiku
Categories:
tipping, how i feel,
Form:
Verse
She tips the night scene
Torment shuffling through her
She displays hurt sighs
The insides of her heart bleeds
Quite wounded in her weak plights
Russell Sivey
Categories:
tipping, life, loss,
Form:
Tanka
These ripples in
Time
That twist then
Turn
Through the tipping
Towers
They bend the
Times
They fall through
Time
Their time then
Sinks
That they had
Together
Categories:
tipping, birth,
Form:
Alliteration
You live today,
Still,
On
Past glory.
Like an old man, in a cafe,
Wrapped, capped, wizened
– and lonely,
You pay for your bill
By telling old stories
Again
And
Again,
Tipping by doffing.
Categories:
tipping, people, old, old,
Form:
Blank verse
It shouldn't be allowed, these girlies of today
Enticing us old guys till we lose our toupee
Without it we sob
No longer a heartthrob
Get so distraught we fall off our sleigh
Categories:
tipping, girl,
Form:
Limerick
I saw a pretty lady all alone,
And helped with her taxing load to her home,
Sights clear, as I've been drinking,
My dear ... no need for tipping,
Wife curls dainty fingers cross my chin bone.
Categories:
tipping, analogy,
Form:
Limerick
It shouldn't be allowed, these girlies of today
Enticing us old guys till we lose our toupee
Without it we sob
No longer a heartthrob
Get really so distraught we fall off our sleigh
Categories:
tipping, age,
Form:
Limerick
A masculine waiter winked at me
flashing a smile with his fine goatee
he needed a big tip
but such plan took a dip
when I claimed, "Ask your boss; my hubby."
Contest: Limericks Clean And Clever
15 Nov 2014
Categories:
tipping, funny, men,
Form:
Limerick
They thought that I was a damsel in distress
Tied unto their railroad tracks, until I took a bite..
This main course a franchise her vanilla cream skies ?
Tipping a martini two cherries virgin hues; the grateful dead.
Categories:
tipping, art,
Form:
Free verse
HERE I AM AGAIN
LEFT OUT IN THE COLD
WAITING FOR YOU
TO BREAK ME
THIS IS IT
THE TIPPING POINT
LOSING MY GRASP
ON SANITY
YOU PULLED ME
INTO YOUR WEB
OF DELUSION
I AM STUCK
LIKE A FLY
WAITING
TO BE DEVOURED.
Categories:
tipping, anxiety, break up, depression, grief,
Form:
Free verse
There was a craze not long ago
A kind of country pursuit
A sport known as cow tipping
Perpetrated by callow youth
Now due to the recession
There is a new craze to report
A rural epidemic, fly tipping
It’s popular but not much of a sport
Categories:
tipping, funny
Form:
I do not know?
Those captivating eyes
That charismatic smile
The way you first looked at me
Fell into a trance
It felt like
l always known you before
The moments magical
Never wanted it to end
Reached the tipping point
Now I won’t be the same again
Categories:
tipping, adventure, allusion, best friend,
Form:
Free verse
A Tipping Balance
Love is a fulcrum that
balances our relationship.
The weight of our feelings
for each other keeps us level.
If one of us gets off, the fulcrum
can’t keep us together.
The tipping point is reached,
the relationship crashes.
Categories:
tipping, love,
Form:
Free verse
So nervously, upon this earth I tread.
Don't let me, again, go out of my head.
My fragile mind persisted yet unbroken,
ignoring all harsh words as they were spoken,
until shattered with a sickening shriek.
Done in, I was, as I heard a mushroom speak.
Categories:
tipping, food, humor, mental health,
Form:
Rhyme
sitting on the edge
hanging limbs
brushing tremors on its skin
burbles as it tips on moss on stone
mouth washed mini waterfalls
sunlight slips from crest to trough
toe tipping tiny tsunami's
snapping branches
ships with leaf sails
sails and leaves
Categories:
tipping, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
The hideous and the humble
Blood peppers falling snow
As world hurtles to the tipping point
Life chokes on ignited air
Wrenching love from hungry mouths
Stars fall without sound
Some weep helpless, day through night
Ever wondering how
Never knowing why ...
Categories:
tipping, bullying, dark, depression, grief, murder, poverty, time,
Form:
Free verse
~Lost are our beautiful starlets in the early forties
In full garb, signs of their times, dancing tipping toe prancing their stance
Contrasting our times, no cleavage revealed , but legs were bare
For: Rick Parise
Contest Name: May I Have This Sijo Dance
Categories:
tipping, funny
Form:
Sijo
Turning, turning
slipping, burning
all the days
to sweet be yearning
By your side
a wishful sentence
tattoo me to
sweet repentance
Slipping, slipping
reeling, tipping
while I wait
to truth be gripping
By your side
to always be
Turning, slipping
follow me.
Categories:
tipping, life, love, people,
Form:
Rhyme
Trapped in a dungeon
With chains drunken
Tipping a glass of wine
Thought’s intriguing
then wondering
If time will ever pass by
Hanging over a cliff
Balancing my time
With handcuffs on
And bars now closed
Drunken am I
Trapped in this dungeon
from drinking wine
Categories:
tipping, drink,
Form:
Rhyme
The journey of perilous seas-
a vessel so grand-
plunging into the darkest abyss-
eagerly searching as the house upon a rock-
Steering true through mutinies,
teetering on the brink of tipping!
Rallying, never to waver again!
Yet another voyage just dawning-forevermore!
Categories:
tipping, adventure, dedication, growing up,
Form:
Acrostic
Oh, March,
You vagabond of trumpet gales
Swirling city trash
‘round tipping cans
Tugging
At fully outstretched flags
Ruffling Robin feathers
Jousting with Jonquils
Elevating
A hungry hawk
Howling
At the heels of fleeing winter
Lest it keep you
From a date with spring
Categories:
tipping, march,
Form:
Free verse
I drank you in
Whiskey no chaser
Rough around the edges
Smooth enough to keep me wanting more
I was drunk on your smile
Kisses tipping me in to no mans land
Everything was hazy but you
I don't remember the night
I just remember your hands and
Laughter that bubbled like champagne
Categories:
tipping, change, drink, good night, kiss,
Form:
Free verse
There is something
Between us,
Can't be explained
You race through my mind,
The telephone rings...
It's your voice with that
Special hello...
Tipping into my heart,
Now all aglow.
Right away, I know some prayers
Are answered...
I was longing for you so,
Ah!
How did you know?
Categories:
tipping, love, longing,
Form:
Rispetto
As water slowly falls onto
...tiered bamboo pipes,
like gently tipping levers
rhythmic sounds induce peace...
Light breeze astound the senses
aroused from scent of hyacinth,
wafted as a swath of silk,
caressing the skin serenely...
as purpose contemplated.
.....without distractions....
Categories:
tipping, peace
Form:
Free verse