Portal to land of the fey
Opens up in unicorn bay
The horses there all have a horn
Because each one is a beautiful unicorn
There are rainbows too, and a waterfall
We love being there, land of the fey welcomes all
Faeries, brownies and elves come to get refreshed.
Some are covered up well, others skimpily dressed.
Categories:
skimpily, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Portal to land of the fey
Opens up in unicorn bay
The horses there all have a horn
Because each one is a beautiful unicorn
There are rainbows too, and a waterfall
We love being there, land of the fey welcomes all
Faeries, brownies and elves come to get refreshed.
Some are covered up well, others skimpily dressed.
Categories:
skimpily, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form: Rhyme
ring of fire dancer is skimpily clad with tall fur lined boots
if flames catch his loin cloth everything will be revealed
I stare at the dancer’s tummy, noting his belly button.
He has a mother. Has she seen his act?
He catches me staring at his naval.
I wonder what he thinks I am staring at.
We give each other enormous grins.
I look away, embarrassed now.
Categories:
skimpily, women,
Form: Light Verse
I cannot fathom life without an internet.
But I wish teenagers were not being cyberbullied.
I love my poetry sites, and instant access to friends.
But teens are mean to each other, sight unseen.
The internet lets me diagnosis myself. Who needs doctors?
But children are posting missives about cutting and killing themselves.
Making this sound normal; giving other children ideas.
So many contrasting emotions about technology!
I am in touch with my childhood friends after twenty years.
Teenagers are posting photos of themselves skimpily clad.
There are predators out there, utilizing the internet.
Sliding quickly past my pages, hunting our children.
Categories:
skimpily, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Prose Poetry
Oh man, oh stupid moron twerp,
how could you be so bigoted and intolerant?
For I too saw her every blessed night
dancing in the glade, a youthful dance,
moon rays shining through dark boughs,
as she pirouetted, unshod and skimpily dressed,
deep in the dark green forest,
where no song birds trilled.
She delighted in her freedom,
she asked no one for help,
her food was all that she could find,
from the hedges and the trees.
Wild apples, uncultivated mushrooms,
yummy blackberries, cranberries and hazelnuts,
all depending on the season.
And although emaciated, she was strong,
dancing to the moon, in a silent interlude.
Until some idiot decided she was mad,
others agreed, and in an asylum she was sent:
Only to die. Oh stupid feathered brained man!
Categories:
skimpily, dance, feelings, judgement,
Form: Free verse
city snow piles in a row
a row of cars
lamp posts
or evenly distributed on a flight of steps
it gives top hats to garbage cans and
fire hydrants and dresses the bare trees
as skimpily clad brides
who lose their veils with a artic shiver
city snow becomes dirty snow
overnight
snowplows, slush and car grease turn it
grey in the morning
you must catch its silent beauty in the night
02/01/20
Categories:
skimpily, city, snow,
Form: Free verse
The party is so animated and the music loud
The girls are so pretty and skimpily dressed
The sweet wine and beer flows ever so freely
The night is still young the rave is till morning
Let us party and forget our many problems
Let us party like tomorrow is judgement day
Let us rave and unremember our many cares
Let us rave now and forget for the time being
Let us put aside our daily cares and troubles
Let us forget the many glaring and unpaid bills
Let us forget all the cares and enjoy our time
Let us push away the creeping feelings of guilt
Categories:
skimpily, abuse, irony, meaningful, word
Form: Narrative
She moves her body with a sexual tempo, slow and easy does it
She’s on the corner every night, dressed in next to nothing; skimpily clad
Alluring men in her seductress trap a web of pleasure mixed with dishonesty
She’s exchanging pleasure for cash its a means to an end, survival that's all it is
She doesn’t care who is her partner
She just needs to pay her bills
She makes no plans for tomorrow, time takes care of its self
Her body is worn out from all the late-night adventures
A car stops to pick her up
She walks up, negotiates her price and jump in the front seat
She has no care if she lives or die, all that matters are the bills to pay and the kids to feed
She gives pleasure for cash …the money is all that matters, that's all she needs
She cares zero about her safety, she's just living from day to day
She has no education so the streets is all she knows
She just survives every night, selling herself just to pay the bills and feed her kids…survival, that's all it is
Categories:
skimpily, money,
Form: Free verse
There once was a fellow named Chad
With a reputation for being quite bad
Drank all night long
Wearing just a pink thong
Too overweight to be skimpily clad
(eeeewwww!!!)
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
skimpily, humorous,
Form: Limerick