Trish Poems - Poems about Trish

Trish Lee was un- apologetically, absolutely, completely, foundationally, right most of the time. She was basically, categorically, mathematically, able to tell time because her cuckoo clock chimed. Hypothetically, analytically, metaphorically, she understood the cuckoo clock better than most. Because scientifically, comprehensively, she could shift-change and enter the clock like a small wispy ghost....

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Love is never perfect people try their best I remember Mum with all her faults written on her chest she forever dressed me in colours I detest she loved to see her darling dressed in clothes of pink at times she would chastise me for things I had not done like tied up to the clothes line I did not think was fun Mothers are...

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Twerking secretly Ruckus is heard Immediately Stripping for my Husband Laughing Out loud with the Underdogs Is cool and Sexy Enough to be a hero...

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Trish n Joan In life you sometimes do see, A person almost identical, gee, The funny laugh the little quirks, One like the other smirks, almost identically, then one is drawn to the other, Greenslopes hospital to die for one, Age difference of a daughter and mother, But strangers definetly seem to come, One soul two people see, Together, one set free, Nursed by the...

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Written by Gail DeBole on June 1, 2012 Updated on March 14, 2020 There once was a sweet lady named Trish. Was a Mrs., but looked like a Miss. So skillful and strong. No task took her long. She was done in a flick of your wrist. While others were scratching their heads And confused because of what was just said. Her solution...

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They found her body And took it from the graveyard; The rain washed her blood, Cleansing the place of all signs - But does her soul still linger? For Susan’s Tanka contest *about a teenager murdered in a local cemetery...

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There once was a diver called Trish, Who met an enormous jewfish. She was dwarfed by its head, And then, drooling, she said, ‘I’d like to see you on my dish.’ * The goliath grouper is also known as the jewfish...

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Trish Hairless legs and eyes of green Bright red hair like a fire is seen Bosom filling out her shirt Make her jealous ? Do not flirt greeneyes flash when she’s annoyed lesser men have been destroyed be alone at end of day watching every word I say hanging on me crucyifix sent to Coventry with the hicks Don...

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