Short Titters Poems
Short Titters Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Titters by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Titters by length and keyword.
dripping arms
delicate fingers
weeping willow
breeze picks up
swaying begins
dance of the fey
faerie titters
gentle moves
sparkling leaves
Categories:
titters, tree,
Form:
Haiku
Musical autumn leaves in slashes and swirls.
Flowing around me, making melodic curls.
Titters and skitters from mischievous squirrels,
What is more magical than September oak twirls?
Categories:
titters, tree,
Form:
Monorhyme
mother naked oak
oversees pine forest
squirrel grabs plump acorn
twisting shimmering leaves
cottonwood feels magical
silver faerie titters
pine cone plop
fir tree scratches sky
snow lands gently
Categories:
titters, tree,
Form:
Haiku
Lock him up, throw away the key.
Giggles and titters.
I am not kidding, it’s Johnny, girls.
Lock up your hearts. He is a ladies' man.
We thought they were being funny.
We were immune to bad boys like this.
Until we met him.
And by then it was too late.
Categories:
titters, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Light Verse
lavender umbrellas
floral teacups
fancy china plates
muffled conversations
dainty berry scones
crisp white doilies
shy looks
wedge of brie
cucumber sandwiches
tiny titters
chocolate truffles
crisp linen tablecloths
caramel lattes
fragrance of the gods
Paris Cafe
Categories:
titters, food, travel,
Form:
List
Let out a laugh if you’re lousy,
Add some amusement to aches,
Utter an outburst when under the weather,
Giggle your way through the shakes,
Howl if you’re feeling heart-sore,
Titters are good for infliction,
Enfeebled and exhausted? Try some elation,
Roll in the aisles, my prescription.
Categories:
titters, health,
Form:
Acrostic
titters and whispers of the evening
elusive to my conscious mind
bantering and laughter
they make fun of my nightly death
Trixie is the main conspirator
I am out of body, floating
Dare each other to give me the best line ever
I hear it upon awakening
in that ending of a poem voice
best poem ever.
I leap out of bed.
Have to bathroom before it is gone.
Too late. Damned muses tittering.
Categories:
titters, muse, poems, poetry, poets,
Form:
Free verse
Accessible rhyme is never good.
The penalty is understood—
soft titters from dark board rooms where
the businessmen paste on their hair
and, Colonel Klinks, defend the Muse
with reprimands of Dr. Seuss.
The best book of the age sold two,
or three, or four (but not to you),
strange copies of the ones before,
misreadings that delight the board.
They sit and clap; their revenues
fall trillions short of Mother Goose.
Categories:
titters, poems,
Form:
Sonnet
Moon defers to sun, stars fade into oblivion
Diamond dew glistens in the perky green grass
Sense spirit blessing the yard, completing bliss
Coffee on the veranda, a bit of a chocolate chip cookie
Life is twinkling, waking up, sharing a chilly morning
March is on the march, no pun intended.
Faerie titters heard faintly amid the daffodils.
A cardinal swoops down to get a cookie crumb.
Written 3-23-2019
Contest: Late March 2019
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Categories:
titters, morning, nature, spring, sun,
Form:
Blank verse