Best Agreed Poems
WHY NOT TO LIE
If you want to know why I love you
And why I do the things you make me do
I could tell you that I know precisely why
But that would be a mother f*****g lie
Day after day I’ve had one simple request
And after those days I require quietude and rest
Because day after day I want to talk of our future alone
Alas the past is your master so the reason I still love you remains unknown
I know for certain I love you but I don’t know why that should be
Because you are the selfish one when you blame things on me
I should, by all rights, leave you far behind
But you and I both know I’m not that unkind
What I am sure of is most men I know would have bid you goodbye
And wouldn’t care how long and loudly you cry
So if you want to know why I still love you
I haven’t got a god-damned clue
© 2010.…..Poefree
If love calls for me
and tells me words you say bear tears
I'd fend the fear
that melts those words,
until your sense
with me
agrees
If time defaced our vows,
and closed those doors
with sounds of life awash
with these fears
With our ungrounded tears
We would charm a distant well
without a cent...
for faith you lost in me
agrees
If silky goodbyes
crown a gilt-edged pledge with grief
I'd resign
all thoughts of guided fate
Cause then...
no tear with fear
agrees
We Both Agreed
I remember when she had awoken
And hair on head was gently stroking
While I wrote more poems for her to read
Which were well-written we both agreed
What is it that all my poems need now?
Should I try to touch them up somehow?
Or only add a little love here and there
About my marriage and for those who care.
How about the time we first had met?
Or maybe something even better yet
When we married and honeymoon went on
And kissed each other from dusk to dawn.
An evening we enjoyed which was great
And next morning woke up rather late
Now that you were my most fabulous fan
I'm glad I now am now your only man.
It was always you who stimulated me so
More than whole world will ever know
He does keep devil away when discouraged
And by God I am greatly encouraged.
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for you poems will write
to read them all did invite
was thrilled with the site
poems were part of news
to read them would refuse
did declare a truce
bright brain I do need
my mind must be sure to feed
read your news agreed
Plentiful clover carpet compresses
Set up, sat on, months of manuals
Scripted mouth emits, put to practical test
Three leaf varieties finally defeated
Select among smutty monotonous menu
Virtuous entry through untainted eyes
Coveting customer jumps at his chance
Increased green providence giving
In response to her simplistic pitch
From a patch of debauchery, needing more
While desperate to escape, proposal hatched
Parched plucked stem becomes framed image
Portrait four concedes its feature
Velour wrapped, museum artefact
Standing on verbal agreement alone
From her newborn forty year old soul
Sighs, exclamations, ancient albums emerge
Butterfly Marilyn Munroe emolument ascends
Nectar injector helicopter hopeful clover hoverers
Pick three leaved generic green challenges -
Platter of arrangement layers sensation
Sweets tweased by fingers allergic to trauma
Avoiding at all cost chaos of civil gambles
Defence of dollars steps boldly, saves them
Delivers love instant pizza piping pineapple
Peppers boundaries between enamour and business
Eaten with gusto of negotiations fixed
Good luck grabs devoid of caution
Displays desired quatro leaf, ego inflation
Sprite ties his Tinkerbell in tacit consent
20th August
Renting Return Lust
Indeed We Agreed
God planted His seed;
And indeed we both agreed;
Our Savior is here.
Jim Horn
Chet was gaga on the floor kick your feet in love with Serenity
she did not feel exactly this way, but wanted to be in love too
there were no other suiters, so she gave it her best shot
It was not working so she took a new approach
she would try to fall in love with his family
it was an easier gig; his mother was hilarious.
his grandmother made her cherry cheesecake brownies.
falling in love with these brownies was the deal-maker
she agreed to marry him.
unfortunately, it was not enough.
Things We Need and Always Agreed
There are things we need and always agreed;
We should start planting each and every seed,
That in a field;
To us appealed,
And then many mouths may be able to feed.
Jim Horn
Candy ribbon amber skies tantalized my imagination tonight
there was an eclipse the second we saw a touch of moonlight
our boat was still. In silence we waited, expecting something.
What wonderfulness could this mystical ethereal evening bring?
My three companions felt compelled to be silent too.
We sat in the boat, admiring the sky with its amber hue.
Suddenly a white dove flew past with something red in her beak.
We looked at each other, but there was not a peep or a squeak.
I felt I had been kissed with a messenger from heaven herself.
We sat silently, waiting for the next faerie, sea witch or elf.
It was a night we recalled later, each of us having not enough prose.
The one thing we agreed upon…..the white dove held a red rose.
It Is Agreed
What is it that I should simply say?
Either stay here or turn them away
When you see sadness in each soul
Who want a fair chance to grow old.
How could I help by loose my cool
When terrible action by some fool
Children ended up suffering so much
If in my arms all of them I could clutch.
Must be loving answer from our Lord
What is it we can do to always afford
And care for children and each one feed
They need is our compassion it is agreed.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
Is Agreed They Need
There is no doubt by many it is agreed,
Congress should survey what they need;
Not wait;
Motivate;
Maybe more ideas to them should feed.
Jim Horn
God always agreed
in my mind planted a seed
write poems He will read
Are things that about have agreed;
Those who were slaves are freed;
New life begin,
Free from sin,
And be sure to help those in need.
Jim Horn
Agreed What We Need God to Feed
Horn Haiku
have always agreed
what we need is God to feed
us all and to lead
Jim Horn
Never a Marxist
I didn’t like Groucho
And though I read Spanish
forget Sancho Panza
I was a big Lenin fan
John, not Vlady --
who loved a hot-toddy
when courting a ‘la-dy’
Today my likes and dislikes
blow hot and cold
which is likely to happen
when your blood runs old