Strip Poems - Poems about Strip

PoPeYe!

Popeye

The Sailor Man comic strip Popeye
Superstrength from a can, Aye! Aye!
Mumbling’s —I’m strong to the finish
Toots his hornpipe— ‘cus I eats my Spinach!

Strip

Open your eyes
Open your ears
Open your mouth
Open your hands
Open your mind
Open your heart
They are all things that are doable by man
Judgement has taken on human form 
He's running amuck throughout our land
Putting fear in many people that cross his path
Causing death and destruction anywhere he can 
Don't let judgement strip you of your self esteem

Strip Tease

I’m like a chameleon 
I don’t mean to be
Happy when with you 
but also happy with just me

My colors change to match 
The seasons and the breeze
I’m down for whatever
Happy go lucky at peace

I’m easygoing until you know
I’m needed to be hard and cold
You may or may not be bold
Enough to see my inner child

Mobius Strip

All yesterdays I lived through
Gone for the mean today
Where nothing I can do
To make it slip away
There’s no room for tomorrow
Cause each and every day
I have a chance to borrow
Is got to be today
It starts with morning you can take
For evening, so blind grey
It is, and night for goodness sake
Continues the same way
A calendar don’t

A Mobius Strip

(“Mind’s Eye Merit Badge” #67, 2020, original oil)

A Möbius Strip

Mind and nature of mind 
So close and yet so different
Not like night and day different
But earth and sky
Not two sides of the same thing
But opposites
One an is, the other an isn’t 
One an illusion, the other real
This is how truth and falsehood exist
Like an object

Strip Poker

There once was a young lady
I tell you she was somewhat shady
She played some strip poker
With brother's friends mediocre
In walked her mother quite shaky    

Death to all the Angels

Death to all the angels,
	Death in the crying sky.
The eyes of hungry babies probe us.
	They plead with us in abject terror.
In ghettoized Gaza,
	No mother and child will sleep,
Bombed as they weep,
	They are the fish in a barrel.
This is collective punishment
	Of all the guilty infants.
All the guilty Palestinians will be cleansed,
	They will be purged in reprisal.
The

Strip Before the Styx

Charon demands us to disrobe
Sell your layers for coins
Some with less have more to trade
Better than becoming chained ghosts
Our suits and dresses tie us down
Being nude again will be sobering
After a year of stripping down 
Sobriety feels too brisk
I put on Italian wine’s garment
It tells me to pour layers on
It tells me to put on

Comic Strip Gals

Trick-or-treating comic strip gals walked down the street.
The rest of us got out of the way of this wholesome treat.
They were sensuous for sure, these comic strip gals.
All the way we could hear comic strip boys yelling their wows.

Away At a Strip Club

Away at a strip club
No clothes are on me
I misread the club rules
Now I feel silly

I’d removed my jacket
White shirt and black pants
Then off came my boxers
I wanted to dance

Two big burly bouncers
Dragged me off the floor
Though I’m still butt naked
They show me the door

I flag down a taxi
Although I’ve no cash
I’m dropped at my

Away In a Strip Mall

Away in a strip mall,
no strip did I see.
That strips might be sold there
means nothing to me.

And then I thought strip tease!
I walked all around
but no naked ladies
were there to be found.

No cute guys there either
in nothing but thongs
who hinted that maybe
they’d show us their dongs!

There’s Vegas strips, so why
not say a mall STRIP?
I went

New Short Story - New Years and Strip Clubs

I posted a piece that 1943 characters to long for here.

So, it's under short stories it's called: "New Year's and strip clubs"

Here's a partial URL - you can't post a URL here (there are so many rules)


www.poetrysoup.com/short_stories/new_years_and_strip_clubs_11895

Strip Club Wife

My wife decided to go to a strip club with me,
to prove to me that she is fun and carefree,
and I must say in all honesty,
it was like bringing the principal along on the day you play hooky.

Strip of Moon

walking out of  house
      i found a lost strip of moon
         in  puddle of street

I Strip For Foolish Eyes

Stripping out of my clothes and standing in the mirror,
Crying over the way my breasts mound,
(For they seem to make eyes stray from my face far too often).
The way my stomach only falls flat when I neglect to eat,
And how it doesn't matter either way,
Because my ribs steadfastly refuse to close.
How I wish they would

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