Best 1St Poems
I will be the stars
The moon will be my mum
The sun will be my dad
The rain will be my brother
The wind will be my sister
The rainbows will be my friends
The rocks will be my cousins
The fountains will be my happy tears
The waterfalls will be a nickname
Of an edifice I carved for you
Among the rocks and
That I have chosen just for you
The fields will be my attires
The paper and the ink
will be my parcels for you
I tell my mum to rule the nights
Take away sorrows of darkness from you
Caress away your insomnia
And clothe you With her cares
That her night gleams your attires
And I will be the stars
I tell my dad to shine on you,
sunbeam your countenance,
away your damp with his warmth,
and smile always at your hustle
And I will tell my brother to feed you
With the heavenly springs
Flow on your droughts
Feed your greens
I will tell my sister to cool you
With her tender breeze
See that you are bathed
With her oxygen
I tell the rainbows
Of how you wrote me
Many poems of love
And how we smile together
As co stars
And I will tell The Fields
To weave you coat of many colours
red, green, yellow, blue,
violet, orange and indigo coloured
The rainbows will lend a helping hand
I will be the Stars
I will tell the Fields to plant
In your garden multiple colours of roses
They will add a sunflower also
I will tell them to fit in berries,
red, blue, multiple berries
And I will be the stars
Up above among heavenly
Bodies, I will shine as the firmament
Daniel chapter twelve holding three
And brighten your tomorrow
Shining your prayers to God Almighty Alone
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Categories:
1st grade, beauty, bible,
Form:
Free verse
"what is this strange place, we find ourselves in
trapped in the open, we are free within"
in the darkest realm of desperation,
we find love and some hope for elation,
in swirling crowds, solace of solitude,
amongst stony hearts, pearl of gratitude,
in eddy currents of tears, hint of smile,
in scorching heat, shade to rest for a while,
a crack of lightning in gloom of clouds,
in violence of storms, beacons on grounds,
in chaos, anarchy, voice of reason,
a rose in full bloom, outside its season,
so ride on, ride on, ride on till sunset,
captain your life, ride on with no regrets,
sail with your dreams, with strong courage to win,
trapped in the open, we are free within!
Categories:
1st, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Thus we follow little Puff Puff brave and true,
For the Castle of Magic was within her view…
She will journey far under the skies of blue,
When she gets there, will she know what to do?
The Dragon Queen was angered and sent her men,
To look for little Puff Puff for she had escaped again…
“No one shall leave the Queen” from her Dragons den,
Huffing & puffing letting loose a fireball now and then…
Yet little Puff Puff journeyed tranquil and quite serene,
Unknowing she had tempered her Grandma, the Queen…
She decides to rest upon a rock near a relaxing ravine,
She sees movement followed by a silent smoke screen…
“Hi” a welcoming smile, “I’m Heidi the holographic fairy”
Created by the Queen for the forest to be rather scary…
Over time she had become kind & gentle on the contrary,
Thus venturing together toward the Castle joyful & merry…
Just behind them the Queen’s henchmen Victor & Gershon,
Protectors of the land who would tickle you upon desertion…
“Stop! Now, by the Queen’s command, your exiling exertion”
The men being weary, asked to tag along in their conversion…
Off they went, now a foursome to reckon as happy as can be,
The Castle a stone throw away, with water above their knee…
Puff Puff & her crew decided to cross the water in their spree,
But it was too much for Victor & Gershon for they had to pee…
The Castle in sight, the drawbridge opens observing the team,
Slowly tippy-toeing in, huddled together they hear a scream…
Before them stood a magnificent creature out from the steam,
“State your business, for I am Illuminatra the Empress supreme”
...to be continued...with more characters!!!
Oct.14.2019
Composed by Winged Warrior
Background...Internet Composite
Two-Headed Dragons & Little Puff Puff...Illustrated by Winged Warrior
Background Music...Children's Fairy-Tales from the Internet
With a female virtual voice
The story is based upon Aklia, Brenda Chiri's beautiful granddaughter
Thanks to everyone for their comments & making this poem POTD
Categories:
1st grade, character, children,
Form:
Rhyme
It rained the first day
It rained the last
Tears fell each time
It’s moving too fast
So many days in between
Victories and regrets
A painfully beautiful time
Another giant step
Once again, I sit and reflect
As the crying sky mourns
I realize how helpless I’ve been
Starting the day they were born
Categories:
1st grade, graduation, growth,
Form:
Rhyme
The witch and the tiger sat on opposite sides of the moon,
Starring at each other, wondering who would eat whom
The witch was cagey, wily and wicked,
And she had magic powers, so she was not afraid.
The moon shook the witch off.
She had a broom, which she grabbed at the last minute.
The tiger was fierce and majestic.
He had sun-like yellow eyes, and stripes that moved.
The moon was going to let the tiger stay,
But something weird happened.
The tiger gave the moon a little bite
Because that is what a tiger does.
So the moon shook the tiger off too
Luckily, the tiger had wings, and flew.
So you never know
How a story will end.
Categories:
1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form:
Free verse
AMERICA, OH AMERICA
America, oh America, the mother of Exiles,
Mighty woman with a torch,
Towers high as a top notch
Whose flame is the imprisoned fire
With conquering limbs empire,
Astrife from kingdom to kingdom
Aiming to regulate the world's freedom
Fooled the world, psychopathic savagery
Comes a nightmare nation's can't win. Sadly
Inciting the world's pain
Just for a self-centered gain.
Why enforce anti-coronavirus vaccine
To reduce the world strain
And population via an epidemic never seen
Earth quacking, nation's unconscious
Micro chip initiative, a sociopathic barbarism,
5th Generation arising but the world is suspicious
Now terrorism unites the Christians and every Muslim
Illuminati illuminating ill-boding injuries
With unimaginable wealth and affluence,
Obsession for power and control influence
Implementing the Luciferean agenda,
On a mission of no retreat no surrender,
Initiating a Bill through the Gates,
Deaths baits? Well, we will willingly wait.
Bill's Billions breeding bioactive vaccines,
Satan launching his arsenals and machineries,
Forby mendacities leading to deadly advancement,
Deceitfully enforcing a One World Government
Suggestively and opinionatedly by Pope Francis
Preparing the ground for the Antichrist menace.
"In God We Trust" means God's own country
Now oridinary a slogan to all and sundry,
Deviated from the Godly path of ancestors & esteemed,
No more the dream the dreaming dreamers dreamed.
America, oh America!
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright © 8th April, 2020.
Categories:
1st grade, america, poetry,
Form:
Narrative
I was a sitting duck when the tide came in.
No idea it would go past my chin.
I struggled and I flopped.
I bucked and I hopped.
It took me way out to sea.
I went under quickly, poor little me.
But a dolphin came along and gave me a push.
That old water threw me up in a whoosh.
I found myself all safe and sound.
To say thanks I looked all around.
But the dolphin was gone with a flip and a wink,
And I resumed washing dishes in our old kitchen sink.
Categories:
1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form:
Rhyme
In a wondrous world least never seen,
Hidden is the Lair of the Dragon Queen…
Protector of her Kingdom of jaded green,
Some would say she was rather mean…
The granddaughter Little Puff Puff was her name,
Spirited as her Grandma the proof in her flame…
A little more understanding her mother to blame,
She would save her Kingdom the older she became…
Practicing her breathing come day and twilight,
Being brave like her Grandma in case of a fight…
She puffed and she puffed using all her might,
Behold, all surprized she eventually did ignite…
“Never leave the Kingdom,” the Queen said with a stare,
But Little Puff Puff did not listen she was without care…
One day she gathered her things the Queen unaware,
And left her Kingdom with the guidance of her feisty flare.
Far in the distance, she saw a Castle as beautiful as can be,
She wanted a better look and so she climbed the first tree…
The Castle enchanted her and nearly got bit by an old bee,
These are the adventures of Little Puff Puff brave & carefree.
This poem was inspired and in honor of Brenda Chiri's beautiful granddaughter whom we call Puff Puff...Brenda requested of me to write her a tale...a Dragons tale that is for Little Puff Puff and all children...
The illustration is a composite of 3 separate pictures from the net...only for decor...just having fun
Sep.24.2019
Winged Warrior
Not for any contest
Categories:
1st grade, children, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
Whose got the money honey?
Raining debt is just not fun
Have you got the money honey?
Rebecca's farm no longer sunny.
Whose got the money honey?
Could it be the Easter bunny?
Whose got the money honey?
Categories:
1st grade, humor, money,
Form:
Light Verse
There once was a silly raccoon
He slept in a tree until noon
He came down to play
He decided to stay
He danced a jig to a tune
Val the Cross-eyed Owl
She saw his jig and said-"WOW"!
The Owl and Raccoon
Then danced to the tune
She stepped on his tail then he "HOWLED"
The raccoons name is Harry
Miss Val lets you and I get married
The Owl and Raccoon
Were married in June
They lived in a tree near the prairie
7-21-19
Categories:
1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form:
Limerick
VELA (CANDLE)First Spanish version, scroll down for English)
Yo ser‚ para ti.
Toda la vida que me queda la vivir‚ para ti
y cuando el tiempo haya terminado,
morir‚ por ti.
Dir‚ tu nombre
en cada vela que encienda, respirar‚ tu nombre.
Te susurrar‚,
cada oraci¢n que diga ser siempre parte de ti.
Por toda la eternidad,
y as¡ ha sido y ser siempre,
y cuando deje este mundo,
aquello vendr conmigo
en la luz de una vela.
Todo el mundo sigue girando, haciendo el d¡a y la noche,
y de la oscuridad a la luz,
ser s siempre parte de cada oraci¢n que yo diga.
Yo ser‚ para ti.
Como una fresca quebrada de la monta¤a que se desborda por ti
como una c lida brisa de verano
entre los rboles para ti.
En el brillo de una vela,
todo lo que he sido o llegue a ser
por toda la eternidad,
tu ser s parte de todo lo que yo haga siempre.
Yo ser‚ para ti.
Traducci¢n: Emilio J. Saavedra M. CANDLE
I will be for you.
All my life that is left, I will live for you,
and when time has run out,
I will die for you.
I will speak your name
in each candle that I light, I will breath your name.
I will whisper you,
every prayer I ever say will be part of you.
For eternity,
and forever it has been, and will always be,
and when I leave this world,
it will go with me.
In a candle light
all the world keeps on turning, making day and night,
and from dark to light,
you'll be part of every prayer that ever comes from me.
I will be for you.
Like a cool mountain spring that overflows for you
like a warm summer breeze
through the trees for you.
In a candle glow,
everything I've ever been or will ever be
for eternity,
you'll be part of everything I ever do.
I will be for you.
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the doylestown poet
Categories:
1st, angst, art, black african
Form:
Lyric
***
Spring comes early,
when you live on a farm.
There's new born life,
and sounds in the barn.
Silas, the rooster,
was clucking and crowing.
Come! Come! See,"
"I have something worth showing."
The hens were gossiping,
and clucking a song.
Running to see,
Whatever was wrong?
The horses were alerted,
the sheep were too.
The cows in the fields,
you can hear their "M-O-O-O-S".
Now that the animals,
have all gathered round.
"Tell us, Mr. Silas,"
"Whatever have you found?"
Before this charming old rooster,
could make a sound.
You heard the cries in the corner,
Oh! were they loud!
Up popped a head,
as cute as can be.
Oh! No, I think that,
maybe there's three.
It seems that the farmer's Collie,
by the name of Miss Kate.
She had her puppies in the barn,
last night around eight.
"Oh! Miss Kate! Your puppies,
are as precious as can be."
"Whatever will you name them,
"Your litter of three".
"Thank you! Very kindly,"
"Please! meet my pack of three. "
"Willa, Grace, and little Elliot Kate,"
"I'm as proud as I can be of my little family."
The animals left, happy,
and wished them all well.
Except for Mr. Silas,
he has a new story to tell.
Yes, spring comes early,
when you live on a farm.
There's new born life.
and sounds coming from the barn.
July 2019
Standard contest, A Brian Strand Structured
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 03/05/2022
~~ 1st ~~
Categories:
1st grade, animal, children,
Form:
Personification
L ittle voices, rising in volume and pitch
I mploring teacher, begs all available aids to help pop
C oats, hats, muffs, mitts, sweaters, gloves, socks, shoes, and boots on 39
K indergarten urchins who are galloping around the room, or jumping on ball
chairs.
E veryone is excited; the snow is falling and
T he five-year-olds woke up screaming with excitement,
Y elling their head dendrites off, dancing and galloping
S ix ways to Sunday, and it’s only Tuesday,
P rincipal skates into the room, “Lickety Split!” she yells.
“L et’s all help, and get them out there quick!” The 2nd grade teacher sticks in
her head to hollar,
“I ce will be here within the hour. Everybody help.” A bunch of 4th and 5th
graders run in to help dress
t hem. Seconds later, the worn-out Kindergarten
Teacher throws out a magic lasso, and 39 kindergarteners all grab hold. The next minute, they
land in a big snow drift.
“Lickety, lickety, yickety, bickety, pickety, split!” they all yell, running away in every conceivable direction.
Written 4-9-2018 Contest: What I Like Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Maureen McGreavy
Categories:
1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form:
Acrostic
Flowers and Butterflies when looked upon brightens the days and nights in our daily lives through our eyes. Flowers and Butterflies causes us to experience beautiful vibes that helps keep our Spirits alive. Children can become wise as they look upon Flowers and Butterflies! Flowers and Butterflies soothes the mind and pleases the eyes. Wise ,wise: It is wise to look upon Flowers and Butterflies. Flowers and Butterflies are beautiful and lets us see some of the beauty that God beholds with his eyes in our Human eyes. There is pleasure and it is wise to look upon flowers and Butterflies. Tip toe through the Tullips with me.We can see Flowers and Butterflies when we tip toe through the Tullips and become Romeo and Juliet! We can be healed inside when we mediate on Flowers and Butterflies. Can you feel those vibes meditating on Flowers and Butterflies? Daisys brighten our lives and we realize that the dead seem to be alive pushing up Daisys from down below the surface of the Earth: That function has some kind of worth. Does The Holy Bible tell us so? Flowers and Butterflies can brighten the light that does exist in The Minds Eye! We will understand it bye and bye. That is no lie.I think it is good to be healthy wealthy and wise and enjoy some of God's creation and share and care and see what is good for the rich and the boys and girls in the hood: We could if we just would. Flowers and Butterflies are good for any eyes that can see whether it be human animal angel or anything alive like you and me.We need pleasure no matter whom you are or who you may be! God is wise.Butterflies fly to Flowers and Flowers give and that helps the Butterflies and the Flowers to continue to live: They both take and they both give!
Categories:
12th grade, 1st grade,
Form:
Haiku
How many winters,springs,and summers have I been yours? How many days:My Love have you've been mine?Time itself like a winged wind when it bends the flowers,and the trees,and the bushes,and a man or a woman,has not left any mark behind,to count the many days,weeks,months,years,hours,and mellinums!Some weight of thought though hated by husband or wife he or she leaves: There are some lines of care around both of them that perhaps they have weaved in real secret love that they never let the other know. This secret lets love between them flow,like mother,father and child! Some fears,and a soft regret for joys scarcely they have known:They remember the love that has grown from the unknown! They decide that sweet looks we will remember,and never will forget: All else is flown: OH with what thankful "HEARTS" "WE" "MOURN" with "PLEASURE" ,PLEASURE",and "SING"!!!!!We look and see where our children start,and feel the sudden "PLEASURE OF SPRING TIME" in our bodies and in our hearts! We feel the joy and happiness that they can bring!!! We Sing! We sing with our hearts as we speak and feel the "Real Spirit of Love" that God can give ! We realize with our hearts,tongues,and speaking of good things,sweet and low,like a pleasant rhyme,it tells us how much we "OWE" to one another,and to GOD 's gift of our "LOVING TIME" we have enjoyed together as "HUSBAND AND WIFE"!!! THE LORD IS THE GIVER AND TAKER OF LIFE! THE LORD IS GOD AND CREATOR OF ALL LIFE TO INCLUDE "HUSBANDS AND THE WIFE!! MOTHER NATURE AND FATHER TIME IS A FRIEND OF MINE!!!
Categories:
11th grade, 1st grade,
Form:
Ballad