Short Toes Poems
Short Toes Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Toes by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Toes by length and keyword.
Dip your toes in my soul
Amber halos inherited bold
Nod your head tap your toes
Chocolate dance red romance
Ebony gold
pink toes in snow
wet silver fur darkened
whiskers shivering
soft grass nest nearby
his mate is waiting
with warmth and love
pink and wonderful
help us motate and rotate
in lockdown heaven
12-23-2020
With tenderness, she caresses
My toes and calmly impresses
The gunk inside
Smelling aside
They are quite ugly, distresses
Russell Sivey
Warm sand between toes
Ocean waves lapping the shore
Gentle breeze blowing
Summer evening on the beach
A touch of heaven on earth.
Wash your face; brush your teeth.
Take special care of underneath,
For what horrible happens no one knows
If you forget the between-the-toes!
A flaming contrivance of heat,
The dumpster was quick on its feet.
It danced on its toes,
Though why, no one knows,
A partner it never did meet.
My hot pink toes look sexy on my feet,
They smile at me from my sandals in the heat.
It makes me happy when I have pink painted toes,
I paint them even in winter, although nobody knows.
As the mercury starts to levitate,
and May hunts down chill residues,
warmed breezes rummage the ground
for ten sun-worshippers
cruising in two dusty,
floppy convertibles.
Dancing toes paint a liquiscent waltz
Fluttered limbs impossible grace
Floating form the unreal flight
Shelves of air on feathers
Ballerina's death
Preposterous
Bewildered
Starving
Art
Today's a good one as I chuckle to myself
What could go wrong, loved and in good health
On top of the world
My toes are curled
They point to the skies as my happiness swells
Do hope the other four are keeping in time Dorothy
Yes Sybil they are all looking exceptionally elegant
When are you going to tell them we have passed the audition.
© Harry J Horsman 2011
August spills rains
with tapped grains, like
pearl veins on roofs
Drenched in soft hue,
toes play new songs
of blue night’s chant
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High fives all round for Five fingers, Five toes
My pentagon poem has just Five lines
Five minute iambic pentameter
Each line has Ten syllables, Five by Two
One for each human appendage and sense.
Walking many pretty beaches,
picking up pebbles like peaches.
The cool water licked my feet,
as the sand went through my toes.
Pebbles with a peach color,
jar with old pebbles.
As I snuggle beneath the sheet
I thank you Lord placing my feet
at such a distance from my nose
and all else 'tween my head and toes.
Though other things you could improve,
of this design I do approve.
Dancing toes paint a liquiscent waltz
Fluttered limbs impossible grace
Floating form the unreal flight.
Shelves of air on feathers.
Ballerina's death
Preposterous
Bewildered
Starving
Art
Confined shoes
Toes struggle
Toes gossip
Barefooted
Cross - legged
Toes tangled
Gossip too
Closed door
Round table
Voted compromise
No gossips
Open air
Mouth gulps food
Mouth giggles
Teeth gossip too
Today's a good one as I chuckle to myself
What could go wrong, am loved and in good health
On top of the world
My toes are curled
They point to the skies and my happiness swells
© Jack Ellison 2016
Life slips through our fingers
past eyes, ears, and nose
lightly brushes our toes
In the main, we slumber our way
to the grave ~ dja have a nice day?
Wiggle those toes, baby girl, wiggle those toes.
It is fun to finally get off those scratchy pantyhose.
She laughs with delight, as the spigot drips like a nose.
Tiny drops of water landing with splashes on her happy toes.
One called Me, and one called You,
You, likes to fight in the middle of the night
Me, well he would just like the right side of the bed tonight
It's time though we all slept tight
So do please have a good night
DAMO
stepping on toes
invading territory
moving in on turf
unacceptable
uncomfortable transition
not going to
take laying down
if threatened will
push back
not going to
back down
this is not going
to happen
it will not fly
M-orn twenty-sixth January
A-ims to warm your birthday;
E-arly Thursday comes, as the shadows fade away.
R-emain strong with back against the wall,
O-utsmarting the woes and foes;
S-tanding on left foot
I-s supported by your
T-oes.
On my toes since I met you
on my tippy tippy toes
just to get you,
like eggshells is your love
one toe wrong
and you'll fly like a dove
Away on my tippy tippy I go
for this love is a no show
A no no, Might break a toe