Svelte Poems | Examples

Momma's Pretty TSF

She spends
no end
of hours
choosing
new shoes
and skirts.                 
She’s svelte.

Her ‘friends’
all send
flowers
and rings    
and booze.
Her flirts              
would melt

the pope’s
blasé.
She’s out
each night
till two.
When she     
appears

she gropes
her way
(same route)
(she’s tight)
straight through
to ‘free’
my beers.

Rummaged

Rummage
If you must.
My presence here
Is based on trust

So dressed am I
In Summer svelte
Yet you're to check
My trousers belt;

I'm scanned 
As if each cell is rogue
So scrutinised
Despite en vogue

I understand 
Away from home
You check my
Hydrocortisone;

The lotion for
My perfect tan
Or salve for lips
To kiss this man

Accept, do I
My gooey three
Could form a plan
For bomb plot spree

A victim
Of mis-communication 
Disturbing transport's
Destination 

Ungroomed
Is how my luggage ends
While protection 
Of the sky depends

On just this task 
For safety's sake
More pleasant if
A smile you'd break

Your focus can't be
All on me
Perhaps you're  wondering
"What's for tea?"..

Or hoping soon
To get away
To pack for your own
Holiday

So here's my wish
For you to find
Credentials
Of a different kind

As poke and prod
Display and sort
Where discretion is
A last resort 

So one day you may 
Understand 
In travel 
To another land

Exposure
To some inner delving
Though required, it may be
Disconcerting

Surreal cartwheel sublime PANTomime time

No channel skipping ..no flannel...it was so gripping…hearts melt…Pant's ripping svelte pelt and belt..stripping and whipping..the fab never drab Rishab lab..was it real..felt like I was tripping… no pipping..surreal cartwheel flipping..

Some verse about the Panto Pant curse…does traverse…like a hearse….won’t reimburse..adverse bowlers terse..things getting worse…reputations nurse…Rishab flash panache smash and grab..rehearse that ramp reverse..in his own homegrown perverse.. with only himself will converse..no fretting..go getting…record setting universe..

Now has outshone and outdone..shoves show pony Dhoni.. as the Indian man alright talisman with the gloves everybody loves with the most tons..holy moly..more three figures scores on England tours than the folklore of before..Sunny and Kohli..

Records splattered shattered..gallivanting Pant parade..cascade and cavalcade …flattered .. Rishab paddled..bowlers addled and raddled..skedaddled

Ignore any naysayer…prime sublime Pantomimes…haymaker…cocktail shaker…p**s taker…tik tok peacocker..run for fun maker…cool cat with the bat..almost indecent crimes..the Indian’s best test player and slayer of recent times..

Coppertone

shade tree summer day
pool deck sun tea iced

svelte chicks basting

River Of Swans

Visual# 1

Where river bends on waves which sweep
The air rustling mild, I can see
Swans waltzing as dusk gloams to peep
Where river bends

Dressed in lace, how svelte they can be
While night shadows begin to creep,
Birds of grace prancing near each tree.

Bathed by mist, don't they fall asleep?
With zig-zag dance,  on eve's marquee,
Plumes winging till morn...so to leap
Where river bends

Sardine

There once was a sleek silvery sardine
Who dreamed of marrying a svelte eel queen
With his heart ever lurching,
Swimming through seaweed searching
In an olive oiled tin, he was last seen.

Sexy Frog did not Listen to her Mother

Sexy frog was almost too svelte to meet the queen
The queen is corpulent and ugly, rarely seen
Do not dress too well, her mother cautioned her.
But Sexy frog was not subtle, and in no way demure.

So sexy frog showed off a glowing glittery dress.
Her nails were done, and her hair not a mess.
The Rubenesque queen toad was angry as could be.
She locked sexy frog up in the dungeon with Simon Legree.

exercising through my life

Swimming was my favorite exercise as a child
Loved the freezing cold water even if air was mild
In the late seventies, racquetball became the rage
I drove my new baby to daycare and loved this age

Running was never my favorite thing to do
Maybe I had never found the right jogging shoe
In my mid fifties I exercised at Curves and got into shape
Svelte and jock-like, I could have worn Wonder Woman’s cape

I tore my meniscus while doing yoga at work one day
My new exercise included a bicycle like pedal thing now put away.

Light

the blood runs thin yet saturated with ideas
foreign and forgotten of home's idyllic nature
day's twinkle welcomed the white svelte blankets as
golden needles pierced deep through the fabric of her sky
the world's warm embrace held where happiness ebbed away
dragging and plodding until there was nothing left but
the last rain's cleansing nature

the world around was reborn
the rain washed my skin and soul
the blood that once ran iced thawed
the chambers broke free from rust
forever stained and broken
yet renewed and young
intersperse were the rays of gold beyond the
fields of fruition and hope
returning inside, dripping
i embrace absurdity
that was once my prison as
the once maddening stenches
run clean

A GROUNDING IN LOVE

I can see

Your smile entranced me
gaze mesmorised me
Your lips cushioned me
your eyes held my look
at your svelte figure

I can feel

Your arms enfold
my need for you
your tender touch
your need for me

I can hear

Your heart beat
your passion's
liveliness

I can smell

Chanel
perfume

I can taste

Love

Swans

Swimming across the lake, 
svelte swans, they're gliding by, 
S-shaped necks meet and greet, 
Sweet romancing duo's
slender necks form cute heart. 
Stay forever lifemates ~
Symbol of loyal love.

San Reality

In yonder sights
tiptoe dainty desires
upon the svelte shimmers
of a sultry sunrise sway.
 
In yonder reach
a rousing rapture rages
against repressions,
the verve of an ardor
tapping against time -
and time -
again.
 
In yonder, lay
the blend of skins
tangled in delirium
soothed over sighs.
 
The yonder, sought,
seeps through glances
with thoughts to seduce -
a trail that simmers.

Cat Lady Be Mine

Reputation is what others say about us, character is what we know about ourselves.  Don’t be enslaved by what others say about you—Robert N Gorelick

Cat Lady Be Mine

Tall and svelte, kind and discrete
Lovely single cat lady strolls up my street
Some folks are just crabby
I love you and your tabby!
Cat lady be mine and life shall be sweet

The Contest

The grey curtain reveals
Svelte giggle from clean teeth
Mother stands  to the reveal
To be or not to be
Contours and lines mar mother's 
makeup
It is time to ring the ring
Tables set to throat wetting meals
Underneath two feet dart about
Easily uneased

I look up; calculating the atmosphere 
The moon's beauty calls yet
Two eyes are calm but fierce
Like the lioness to her prey
Another with the fired feet are 
Flamed with uncertainty like the 
Fluctuation of a currency
To be or not to be?
This coven echos 
I sense the bubble of confusion
Then Dress it with light talk
Till the air lifts slowly

Four eyes earlier locked
Grow warm again.

Wow to be in England

Wow to be in England on a sunny day
When the sun shines brightly and clouds are far away
With trees looking svelte and beautifully dressed
Wow to be in England when the earth’s so blessed.

Wow to be in England, glowing in the sun
Children seen outdoors, enjoying summer’s fun
Birds singing sweetly, an entertaining sound
Wow to be in England when sunshine hits ground.  

Wow to be in England at the summer's cusp 
When green leaves are changing to red, gold and rust
Falls a splendid time of year when leaves are gone
Wow to be in England when trees have naught on.

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