100 Poems - Poems about 100

Veracity

I have often wondered if they blundered
or if there's any truth to the advertising
within the words written on me
a simple clothing label advising
a promise a guarantee
100% Cotton
but does it refer to the garment or myself
the mere material it is printed on
a paradox perhaps
all of which goes to show
it's a dilemma the answer to which
this enquiring

Your Journey To 100

On your journey to one hundred, I say,
Try laughing, learning, and loving each day.

You’ll meet many travelers along the way.
Share memories with others, take time to pray.

Enjoy a sunset, eat a piece of pie.
Take in life’s beauty and quit asking why.

Take a long walk as often as you can.
Talk with a loved one, walking hand

70 percent Love, 100 percent Pretend

I gave you all of me,
But you counted only what you liked.
You held my hand,
But never held my heart right.

I poured in 100% love,
You drank just enough to stay,
70% maybe—
But I kept acting like that was okay.

We were photos with filters,
Smiles stitched on pain,
A play that fooled the crowd
But drained us behind the frame.

I pretended

Not 100 Percent Of The Time

If you can't say something nice
It's best to say nothing at all
That's going to be me from now on
My humour is often misinterpreted
Causing an undesirable reaction
I wrongly assume everyone sees through it
And that it IS simply humour
I apologize, but this is me
It has always been me to make light of situations
That are uncomfortable to deal

How to Make Love to a Didgeridoo 100

She inhales the aurora,
breath laced with frozen with light speed
Pulsar fingers stretch through cirrus gauze,
her bodice bending like solar flares.

Astronaut 
A quasar shudders behind her lips,
erupting across the event horizon.

Space folds—
she unspools like a nebula unraveling,
luminous in the underworld 
aphrodisiac of your vanilla fragrance

Quote 100

Tomorrow's dreams shall manifest today,
Where yesterday's lessons shall pave the way"

The 100 Dollar Bill

I only got a Blue Cheese 
and I need a burger bad
said he’d only take Dixie
or a Jackson at a push
now I’m beggin’ on my knees
but don’t wanna make him mad
I’m in a foodie fixie
but he said “go kiss my tush”

30 60 100 Fold

In the Bible, "to give 30, 60, or 100 fold" refers to a parable about a farmer sowing seeds, where some seeds fall on good ground and produce a harvest that is significantly greater than what was planted, with different levels of yield represented by the numbers 30, 60, and 100 fold; essentially signifying different

100 Healthy Years

It was some years ago
Exactly how many, I do not know
But I would venture to guess
It was 25 years, no less

To my Lord I made a request
That he would allow this quest
There were many places to go
There were many people to meet
So many more things to write about
A myriad of questions to conceive
Multitudes of answers

100 fears

100 fears - but still OK


Will you accept me
When I admit that I am afraid of dying, 
Or inappropriately laughing,
Or suddenly crying.

And then there is the 
Fear of my emotional pain,
Of my rage
When it suddenly appears 
Every now and again.

Fear of becoming older, getting slower,
And my virility 
And libido becoming even lower. 
Fear of hair

Not 100 Per Cent Of The Time

If you can't say something nice
It's best to say nothing at all
That is going to be me from now on
My humour is often misinterpreted
Causing an undesirable reaction
I wrongly assume everyone sees through it
And that IT IS simply humour
I apologize, but this is me
It is me to make light of situations
That are uncomfortable to deal with
We

100 per cent CAGE FREE

Robins seem to enjoy my yard
Awaiting the coolness of dewed mornings
To awaken the wriggling worms
A seasonal offering favored by the feathered ones

Dandelion waiters tend to the color and flavor
Serving up “all natural”, organic, pesticide free offerings
They can vouch for the claim
As they have managed the place for 30 years

A bold red Cardinal sits atop a

Jack 100

The wisdom of life is what we yearn
Yet, ill prepared from our lessons to learn

Lacking beliefs and actions, just empty words said out loud
Without authentic conviction, unable to stand tall and proud

Feelings of heaven and feelings of hell
Sometimes the difference is hard to tell

Locked firmly within, however dark or disturbed
Carrying the burden, so others remain

haiku 100

she walks with angels
  in heaven's angelic realm
    on clouds of fine silk

  dark grey winter day
    casket lowered into ground
      coldness in the heart

Meadow

I walked into a meadow
Such beauty did I see
Turns out it's been here
All this time
Revealed so gently

I walked into a meadow
Tamed in part
Yet mostly wild
I skipped among the flowers
Felt the freedom of a child

I walked into a meadow
Shared the warmth
Of her caress
The sunlight of her radiance
A view designed to bless

I walked into that meadow
Without purpose
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