Short Warm Blooded Poems
Short Warm Blooded Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Warm Blooded by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Warm Blooded by length and keyword.
A hundred years from now, will I be a fossil
Will geologists discover this warm-blooded morsel
Prey for some creature
But larger and squishier
Like a MacDonald's sweet breakfast waffle
Sipping his warm tasty gnome grog in the snow
We see troll’s size fourteen feet and we laugh at his ugly toe
Why doesn’t he wear shoes or boots someone says.
Too warm blooded me thinks, says my cousin Inez.
O wintery flake, you’ve not kept me warm.
Your passion promised to never alarm.
Outside, I’m not sold.
My briefs rather cold.
In my frozen breast, swaths of ice free-form.
1/30/2018
It was difficult to revisit,
the birth therapy.
Arms had no emotions,
the violence will not go.
Let us take a back road for
the sake of anatomy.
And find out a man and the woman
to bend the gender.
The rock salt and the bruises
will melt, if you were warm blooded.
Satish Verma
dolphins
grey ghosts surf the waves
leaping up in laughing fun ~
gymnasts of the seas
4-12-22
Contest: Wil Animal Haiku
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Syllables checked: www.howmanysyllables
According to A-Z Animals List, Dolphins are mammals and therefore animals who give live birth, have a spinal column, nurse their young and are warm blooded.
Unique to our souls
By Michelle Morris
22/09/2023
We are not steel
We are not stone
We are made from blood
DNA and bone
We are not plants
We are not animals
We are made to be
Warm-blooded mammals
We are not wood
We are not water
We are created from the Universe
The magic and stardust
We are not clones
We are not drones
We are made as individuals
Unique to our souls
© Michelle Morris, 2023
my beautiful goddess
i want to kiss
your finger tips
holding your hand
lightly fluttering lips
in soft warmness
i will polish
you shoes
with raindrops
of happiness
falling from
the salted
waters of love
in the paradise
golden droplets
of honey
when i kiss baby
your beautiful lips
our bouncing waves
of joy
with warm blooded
passion i love you
deeply from
the heart
inside of me
The first time I saw you - there -
Sophisticated, warm-blooded,
And for a kiss, you blubbered -
Barbary lipped, presenting the bill.
If I'd snuggle up, you'd cover me in fur.
Coo-ee! A real little nest egg,
Said you had it all laid out -
Liar!
Paid me up the river,
Rule of the rudder,
Waddling off -
As though your feet were webbed.
Then, as the tide ebbed -
More of me bled.
Keep your platitudes, Platypus!
Often don't know
mucha anything
how's that strike?
Got big pic sometimes think
where are the details?
Often don't know.
Like throwing a frisbee
Target, more or less,
how's that strike?
Is really the voices of neighbors
more potent than reality TV?
Often don't know.
Does anti-union mean
hating any warm blooded (or not) human being who asks,
“How's that strike?”
If I wanna change the world
or if I just wanna relax,
often don't know
how's that strike.