Short Tomboy Poems

younger than the may
and full of innocent joy
tomboy needs his toy...

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the tomboy
self conscious
in her bathing suit



posted on August 4, 2018...

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Tomboy colors true
Seeks the hearts of the handsome
Pink clouds refine dark

Russell Sivey...

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My sister who would know
not like we have anything in common
I am the tomboy who never ask why
you are the princess who wants the sky...

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once a young student from gilroy

wished to marry a tomboy

parents protested

had him arrested

forced him to join the bolshoi.
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Tails of pony, this strawberry-freckled Freda.
Strong-armed tomboy happily playing baseball.
Bathing beauty, Saturday night, when scrubbed clean.
   Bitterly pitched out.
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my momma chased me around the house to comb my tattered hair
and that pink frilly dress she could never get me to wear ,
cut I'd rather be out with the boyz in the mud and muck 
crawling on my hands and knees to push my Tonka truck...

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Nikko…will you go?
Will you go to prom?
Will you go to prom?

No?

Prioritizing?  Gym!  Kickboxing!  Golfing! No Nikko!
Nikko…will you go?
Nikko…will you go?
Nikko….my pinup tomboy tycoon!

No?

I will comb my wig for you!
Will you go?  
Will you go?

Nikko will you go to prom?...

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Become Tomboy

Become Tomboy
Some people might annoy
And often showy.

Don't care what you say
Enjoy her anyway
Even come what may.

One more poem should write
About how you liked to fight
Sure was such a sight.

James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet 

Designed to be an encouraging poem....

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I don't care if you are inaccurate.
I don't care if you're a tomboy.
I don't care if you're an oval or a circle.
I don't care where you come from or what you were.
I don't even care if you have a coconut cream pie-in-the-face.
You are good.
You are perfect.
You are a princess.
And I will always love you.
Like you should love yourself....

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I never met a better fella 
until I met Ella
Ella was finer than Esther
but stronger than Joshua.

She's gat crude swags
both in the way she sags.
Her mother who often nags
would burn masculine stuff from her bags.

Her handshakes are so loud
like a clap in the midst of silent crowd.
Her hair, always bound,
like ponytail and it makes her sound....

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She was born with wings
Hiking boots and inklings
Urges to run out and explore
She just couldn't ignore
The gnawing curiosity
That grew with ferocity
A tomboy with spunk
Uncovering stories to debunk
Wanderlust with a mission
Of the noblest ambition



submitted on June 10, 2020 for contest BRIAN'S SELECT B sponsored by BRIAN STRAND

originally posted on August 18, 2018...

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she was born with wings
hiking boots and inklings
urges to run out and explore
she just couldn’t ignore



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~DARK CLOUDS~ 2020

AP: 3rd place 2020

Submitted on April 20, 2019 for contest RITHIMUS DIVISA sponsored by GREGORY BARDEN  (extract from my poem WANDERLUST WITH A MISSION originally posted on August 18, 2018)  -  RANKED 5TH...

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    Blinded by beauty
    In my memory
    A sight for sore eyes
    Rose tinted maybe

    As I grew older
    I then realised
    She was a tomboy
    Without her front teeth

    When I had to serve
    With boots on the ground
    On far foreign fields
    She wrote, I replied

    The girl of my dreams
    Cute ugly duckling
    Now graceful white Swan
    Was waiting for me

    9/ 27/ 2024.

    

    

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I love to read, and write poetry,
I can draw, but not very well,
I'd like you to know me,
But there isn't much to tell.
I go to church every Sunday,
I sing in the choir too,
I don't have a perfect voice,
And probably neither do you.
I live at home with my mom,
And help around the house,
I'm a bit of a tomboy,
I even tried catching a mouse!
Enough about me,
Let's talk about you.
What sights do you like to see,
What things do you like to do?...

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Hey pretty girl, yes I’m talking to you
Don’t think you can keep hidden from view
You may try to hide in your tomboy guise
But I can see you; I can see the hidden prize
You may dress in oversized jeans and a baggy T
And try to hide yourself in shapeless anonymity
But I can see the real you beneath the scruffy hair
I can see the pretty girl who’s hiding in there
You’ll come out soon and everyone will see
The girl inside the tomboy who will marry me...

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Beautiful and kind
She does not know
Reasons for hurting
As she rapidly grows 

I remember the little tomboy
Dressed in tees and tennis shoes
Vowing she’d never give into
Societal prissy views

But give in she did
As the child became a teen
Astounding beauty with a purpose
Still trying to remain unseen

My niece and my Goddaughter
A special place already set aside 
For my little boisterous tomboy
Inside my heart you’ll forever reside

© Stacy Lynn Stiles...

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