Short Whinge Poems
Short Whinge Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Whinge by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Whinge by length and keyword.
I dip my toes, blue,
Chlorination fever too,
What am I to do?
I stand, whinge, been told,
Waiting till I would be old,
Man, this water's cold!
Categories:
whinge, blue, for teens, summer, water,
Form:
Haiku
Here I am, home alone,
I do not whinge or moan,
I have wool and yarn.
For patterns, I do not go far,
Crafters do not need company,
We occupy time quite merrily,
Even if this is Irish craft,
Might be in the bin, I laugh,
So I scribble more poetry,
Home alone with no company!
Categories:
whinge, appreciation, home, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse
Sue Hickey
Bright shining light of intelligence,
deep as the ocean blue,
Suey was all of this,
in the short time I was due,
didn't whinge or complain,
was loving through an through,
suffered enough to make you insane,
would do her best for you,
always did her best too true...
Don Johnson
Categories:
whinge, adventure,
Form:
Ballade
A sliver moonlight
icon’s silhouette
rooted to the spot
sitar sensei pop
art venue dye stamped
wistful sly grin
masks grey tinged beard
svengali imp
of fretboard glee
awestruck throng’s
dry cough whinge
stage plank creak
taut nails
skydive
strings
Contest : A Diminished Hexaverse Contest
Sponsor : Caren Krutsinger
Date : 20 January 2021
Categories:
whinge, age, art, august, change, creation, dream, earth,
Form:
Diminished Hexaverse
I love a good love song,
they all get it right, they all get it wrong
What it means to you, what means to me
they're never the same, you see
Some make you cringe
and others whinge,
And another think, if only,
I wasn't so lonely.
Over time a song might change you,
but not heard for a while, also sounds new
What once was yours and theirs
is now just nothing, as it compares
Categories:
whinge, break up, lost love, love, song,
Form:
Rhyme
We all do have our struggles
Each and every day
Though I am very grateful
As beside me you do stay
We battle through together
Not walk this life alone
And when the day is over
Together we go home
Never do you whinge
Or complain about our life
My dearest, darling husband
I'm proud to be your wife
Yes I may be broken
And waiting on repair
Though when I am a mending
It's you who will be there
Categories:
whinge, husband,
Form:
Rhyme
Yes! The term has ended!
Feels like all they did was whinge and w(h)ine
But they also make me proud
To work in a school I claim as mine
They've had their tears and tantrums
But so much fun and laughter as well
They're what makes my job heaven
With just a little taste of hell!
So, as we close for summer
And wonder what next year features
I can put my hand on my TA heart
And say I truly love my teachers!!
Categories:
whinge, school,
Form:
I do not know?
Sir Tom aka Marmite Man
It’s obvious you are the people’s choice
“But do not” rest on your laurels
As I too have a voice!!
I’ve noticed when addressing the people
There’s a recurring whinge of …“Deb broke the treaty”
You need to toughen up Marmite Man
Stop behaving like a precious sweetie!
You write such powerful words
Though empty words is all they are
Where were you when I challenged you?
Hiding in your Marmite jar!!
Categories:
whinge, humorous, nonsense,
Form:
Rhyme
Retirement and the remote control,
This sounds like a whinge in an ode,
Retired men and remote controls,
Includes, "Who gave old men phones?"
Is this what 'golden years' meant?
Defensible violence to retired men?
You'll be getting good manners for tea,
And not much more from me!
Don't you turn T-Rex on me!
I want a turn on that remote control, please,
You've turned into a sook and a toad,
My 'golden years' whinge in an ode!
Categories:
whinge, anti bullying, conflict, fun, men, old, retirement,
Form:
Free verse
Can’t catch em
Outlived my time
Click of eyes, no chime
Still young a bantam rooster
Old people seem to lose the rhyme
Can’t catch em like I u-ster
To walk alone it is my path
Lonesome on the fringe
Time sometimes brings a merry laugh
But who am I to whinge
A kiss for lovers in the mist
A cuddle neath the stars
The right one have I maybe missed
Neath Jupiter and Mars
But onward ever onward
To quest and often fail
Knight errant fearless undeterred
He seeks the Holy Grail
Categories:
whinge, lost love
Form:
Rhyme