Short Vaunted Poems

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Premium Member Long Shapely Legs

Her sexuality  constantly vaunted
Nakedness continually flaunted
With long shapely legs
Lets do it she begs
Then away she casually sauntered
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Trace of Trance

Silently succumbed at night To Her intangible sight... Vaunted muse vanished by dawn - Vibrant verse humbly lives on. November 3, 2020
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Ghost of the Attic Rat

A creature, unwanted -
at last, a snap killed that  
adversary, vaunted.
Above, like Marley's ghost,
he drags a clanging trap -
the foul rat that haunted.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Vivacious Bookworm

Virile bibliophile - Volumes, his vaunted prey - Vibrant and versatile. Voracious in a way, Vastly varied in style. Versed quite literary, Vermin literally. May 6, 2021
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Luminol

The midnight masquerade ball.
Seemingly slight brocade shawl.
Beseechingly glance, decayed hall.
Haunted trance, unafraid fall.
Vaunted skies evade all.
She tries dissuade call.
Decree daylight, unmade, befall.
Form: Other


Volleyball

There was a time when I stood tall

             Especially in college, playing NCAA Volleyball.

   Oh, the trips we went on to the various meets

             Winning and losing in those much vaunted heats.

   We weren't great then, now I can't jump at all.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member The Grackle

An ornithologist of renown
studied every bird in town.
Indeed this vaunted scholar of worth
catalogued each tweeting thing on EARTH.
Quickly and thoroughly he dispatched
all those creatures that ever hatched. 
There's only one he didn't tackle.
I'm afraid that was the grackle.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Happy Birthday Barbara

Happy Birthday Barbara
With Love, Frank
04/23/2025

Happy birthday Barbara
I am sending you my love
To your vaunted place in Heaven
As you're watching from above

You are gone but not forgotten
For the years we spent in life
You were the best, I could have had
As a lover, friend and wife
Form: Rhyme

Poetry By Chance

If I bow to the word 
And you keep to the light,
If I live in split halves, 
And you draw inner circles 
On the skin of another,
If you daunt me nosily
And I daunt back the world,
If I live the questions 
That curl around my vaunted solitude
And you thrive on quick, solid responses
Down the unsayable lanes of the mind,
Let us find freedom in the third choices,
In the nonbelonging of the day.
© Witty Fay  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Unseen Treasures

Unseen Treasures By: Miracle man November 23, 2020 When his calendar days had finally passed, before quietly fading, a parting shout. To family and friends he had been steadfast, it was unseen treasures he vaunted about. Matthew 6:20 “But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal:”
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric

Premium Member His and Her Conversation

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                     the bard
                     Vaunted
                 ‘bout the snap
                  uv her torso’s
                        hip's
                    cambered
                       shape

                         her 
                fixed fundament
                       Spoke





okay okay...
* "fixed">firm
* "fundament"> buttocks
;) ...you ass'd...i meant asked...yes i did

Spring Panorama

Azure streams silted with cotton bows
Green, svelte carpet spreads below
Silken florets on tawny branches glow
Yellow daffodils cloak the meadow row
Purple violets' royal fabric vaunted hills hallow
On servile plain, feathery dandelions spread umbrella
Along hedge rows, creamy honeysuckles with sweet dew flow
In dense, brown brush; fledgling chicks from saffron gapes bellow
On the forest floor; jittery, gray squirrels deplete nutty escrow
Form: Rhyme

Day-Like Nights

Day-like nights
By Luxu

The car wheels roll over
The Horn sounds wildly
The street lamp has its claws
A Vaunted fake moon
Shakes the half of the sky with light
 
The night sobs behind the hills
Stars hide away
People love the light
Better than the dark
The days are stretched like people themselves

A bundle of breaking rubber bands
A cunning fox'tail
A group of drowning men
A last straw
All march out
Deep into the night
© Stina Lu  Create an image from this poem.

Murky Mists of Narcissists Trysts

Varnished Tech Titans
Tattered totems tarnished
Viral tribal bible spiral
Tainted talismans taunted
Cash cows flaunted
Gerontocracy trumps democracy
Theocracy stumps hypocrisy
Autocracy dumps diplomacy
Haunted schism prism
Vaunted Fat Cats
Enigma?…just
Dogma & Stigma
Tit for Tats
Martian Martial law
Doff your hats
To techno-*wats
And petro-*rats
Deplore or Encore?
Poor Planet in flux
All about the bucks
Ersatz Fat Cats
Well More is More!

Fertile Spring

Awake love's vaunted rite of Spring
Fertile flowers; mating bowers
Two hearts join in amorous fling
Nature's caress; fondling showers
Spawning paramours seeds sowing
Warming sun over head towers
Burgeoning heat, truant parts cling
Fecund lads rut away the hours
Plowing ground, then cultivating
Trees with fledgling shoots accreting
Fawning tendrils lust empowers
Coupling birds o'er meadow scours
Bleating consorts talons preening
Nurturing pods; nubile plowers
Form: Sonnet

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