Short Trevor Poems

Short Trevor Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Trevor by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Trevor by length and keyword.


Heather

I knew a young lady named Heather 
She'd make love in all sorts of weather 
Out in the woods 
She'd share her goods 
With Tom Dick Harry and Trevor.
© John Read  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick


Boing Emma - Adult Emma Watson Poem

Emma's a gift
Folded box
Red tight ribbon
Bow big talks
Filled with tissue
Packed to strap
Pulled releasing
Boinged for gap


Quatrain poem by Trevor McLeod
Form: Quatrain

Just Ice Please

Punched in her "privates" and face
A judge ruled is not out of place
"She did not say 'No!'"
So justice will show 
Our disgrace to the human race!


*Trevor Bauer's mother must be
very proud of her son's latest
victory!"
Form: Limerick

Collide - Adult Emma Watson Poem

Eyebrows Emma's steering wheel
Emma to be rush
Tward the roadway met for love
That her leering crush

To a bumper road for be
Pushed into a side
What between her sexy eyes
you'd not bolt - collide


Quatrain Poem by Trevor McLeod
Form: Quatrain

Duck Pond Disaster

Duck Pond Disaster

He awoke from hibernation
and dreamed that he could swim.
But Trevor was a Tortoise
So, his chances were very slim.
“I will head down to the Duck pond
Bravely venture out alone”.
Trevor thought himself a Turtle
Sadly, he sunk like a stone.
© Kevin Shaw  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Dear God -- Trevor Depugh

"Dear God, I know I'm just a child, and you've got much more to take care, But please God, would you take the time to hear my lowly prayer? I'm lonely in this world, and I want one little thing, It may be an unusual request but I need it like the winter needs the spring."

Premium Member Trevor Stone

So many wept at his smoked burial to celebrate he’s escaped forever 

Epitaph in garbled words is upside down and slender like our Trevor

Joke is on extra wide marble tomb he’s dead stoned as we remember

‘Laugh bring me weed and write graffiti for my gratuitous surrender’


13th April 2019
Form: Epitaph

Pain

Troubled Tuesday tussles through the tides
Taking turns to toil terrified today
That tip talking tremendously to the task
Tabled tales, the tall trees tossed
That touch
That trip
That tears
Taken
Tolerates
Trembling talks
The transparency travels
Telling Trevor to take the task
Today tears the town
© Nkoyo Nsa  Create an image from this poem.

Raiin's Bio

Raiin  
Writer, Musician, Artist, Wiccan 
Sister Of Kayla, Trevor, Amanda, Shawntell, Christopher, Thomas
Lover Of Nature, Travel, Knowlegde
Who Feels Unwanted, Invisible, Alone
Who Fears Falling, Disappearing, Sleep 
Who Would Like To See Romainia, The Jungels, Kemmet
Resident Of Slatington Pennsylvania
Keetly
Form: Bio

Shine, People, Shine

Trevor McKinney suggested we Pay It Forward;
others call it random acts of kindness.
Jesus admonished, “Be lights in your world.”
Shine, people, shine.  Let your good deeds glorify God.

March 10, 2022

Sponsor	Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Contest Name	Being a light to others

The movie, Pay It Forward came out in 2000.
Form: Verse

If Life Was a Game What Character Would I Be

Mario's jumps
Sonics speed
The assassins creed
A resident from evil silent hills
Upset the birds
Link hands with Crazy Trevor
as Michael plans escape
Yoshi's tongue frozen by an elemental ninja
Johnny looking cagey since Sonia left anyway
Build a fort
Tonight mine crafts
coming together in
black operations
with pixilated light

Me And Emma - Adult Emma Watson Poem

Dear Emma Watson,
Your eyebrows power fuel
Your sense of crocodilyism
a fan like me can joule

For what you are to leader
your whip can be to hip
What thrown into your circumstance
you are Too Big for skip

That I express my love to you
to better bite you'd be
For what you are an open jaw
my hesitation me


Quatrain Poem by Trevor McLeod
Form: Quatrain

Old Bear

Old Bear

As the New Year dawns 
The Old Bear yawns
In his old gruff growl
That almost sounds like a howl

The new sun will rise
Piercing the skies
And the old bear shall awake 
From his den at daybreak

He will stop his slumber 
As he was resting like a pile of lumber
Making an appearance to life 
While the hunter sneaks up with a knife 
        ~Trevor Marshall
Form: Couplet

Shattered Reflection -- Trevor Depugh

the pain in his brain burned the clarity into my eyes
fuzzy from tears, 
misunderstanding these fears as i felt he would die 
the sting that once was in my throat from screaming through the smoke
high, flying high 
where harm couldn't reach on wings of those who would destroy us, 
bleeding with rings red from another face, 
his own reflection shattered at his baby sisters embrace

Pow Emma - Adult Emma Watson Poem

Emma Watson you're the bomb
Fuse you count as boom
Eyebrows too, you are to me
what every boy can loom

For what you are to high explode
a spy can be your brow
And beaten am I in your presence
I seem to watch you POW!
                                       /
                                     /
                                  /




Quatrain Poem by Trevor McLeod
Form: Quatrain

Crown Nose - Adult Emma Watson Poem

Snod little nose
and pert little chin
Almonds for eyes
and lids for her sin
Hold on her bracelet
And armed to her teeth
That be to Emma
Her trust to her breethe
And that to her couplings
She has to her rark
That as lovers or tailgates
She loveless love's ddark
For what is a mission
She's old Emma What
What a Watson to ending
is a crown layed to cott


Quatrain Poem by Trevor McLeod
Form: Quatrain

Resourceful Scribbler

Resourceful
Libidinous slacker resilient convict
Sister of Chad Destiny Trevor Linus and Ray
Lover of freedom fiction and vodka
Who feels insignificant hopeful and incongruent
Who fears rejection withdrawal attachment
Who would like to see acceptance publication serenity
Resident of nowhere
Scribbler


Written 01-28-19
Writing Challenge 2, Bio Form, January 2019 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart
Form: Bio

Love

Love -by Trevor McLeod

He was chased by a prostitute
high on black magic
She loved him for 44 drugs
and 4 brains

She was anxious to call Healthcare
but waited
Soon it was for a good cause
And everyone felt relieved

The angels now robots
realize that love had come home
in human flesh
and welcomed her.

And the man felt vindicated
for a great time
And he called welfare
who came right away

The End

Forever and Always

I sit here thinking about you
all the things you have gone threw
so mature for being such a young girl
everthing you shouldnt have gone threw in this world
The pain is over... I am here... your knew start
your other half the beat to your heart
never give it up..always remember
when you have me...its always and forever...
forget your anger...drown your tears...
Your man who loves you Trevor Thomas Pitts will always be here.
Form: Rhyme

Trevor

His face is scruffy and he smiles,
Trevor has been gone a while
He’s been reported missing for days,
I peer and longingly anxiously to play.

Tears drain down swollen chaffed cheeks,
Lying in my bed there is no relief.
His face was smug and warm but he coyly smiled,
Trevor has stolen his freedom awhile

One day my Trevor may weep as I do,
For he loved freely over hills and was lost,
I dream at this computer alone and must cry,
Missing Trevor, my cherished lost guy.
Form: Rhyme

Ode To Trevor

We'd really like to thank you
i'm sure you left it here with love,
it really was so kind of you
but we didn't want your bug.

We thought you'd like to know
we really felt the pits
we thought of you quite often
when we had the squits.

Next time you come to visit
please leave your bugs at home,
'cause, when you bring them with you
they sure do like to roam.

So next time that we see you
I hope you come alone,
you can bring Rosie and Katie
but leave your bugs at home.
© Jacque Lee  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Ode

The Drone Guy

My ears perked up at Bauer
When the radio talked sports.
A player for the Indians,
By all the news reports,

Was set to pitch Game 2
(The Series winding towards the end)
When he had a "pinkie laceration,"
Needing time to mend.

He'll get to start Game 3, they hope,
His hobby left alone,
For Trevor Bauer's injury
Was blamed upon his drone.

When baseball Bauers hit the news,
(I've 2 of them to thank)
I won't claim kinship to the drone guy,
Just to Cousin Hank!*

(not true!)
Form: Rhyme

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace