Best Ate Poems
Below are the all-time best Ate poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of ate poems written by PoetrySoup members
Disposable WisdomEach day Annie Lesley opened a can
Her eighty-six-year-old hands trembling
As she sat with her cat and ate pet food
What is wrong with this elder’s rendering?
Pride...
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Categories:
ate, age, cat, endurance, life,
Form:
Rhyme
The Male Menopause - Please Feel Free To Join In the CollaborationTed’s libido has now gone astray
He refused a quick roll in the hay
So what could be the cause -
It’s the male menopause...
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Categories:
ate, age, body, humorous, men,
Form:
Limerick
I Think of You - Ground Zero - 1I Think Of You - Ground Zero (Part 1)
Leaving under a blood moon
...
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Categories:
ate, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Once Upon A Time In Milton Creek The ConclusionIt was still quite dark in Milton Creek, and it had just gone four
When Tom arrived at the sheriff's office, and knocked on his door
The...
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Categories:
ate, america, death, western,
Form:
Narrative
Love Sleeps, Never DiesAn old man
A Grumpy bitter old man
Bitter face
Red nose
Wrinkled beady eyes
Scruffy clothes his best attire
Life has not been kind
So his bitter words bite those around
He...
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Categories:
ate, angel, beauty, child, hope,
Form:
Light Verse
The Stanzas By the Sea
I
when the world had no headsets
the sunbathing crowd
fell asleep to the sounds of
transistors played loud
while the deckchairs and windbreaks
kites, beach balls and more
formed the stripes,...
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Categories:
ate, beach, england, holiday, memory,
Form:
Rhyme
Young Brilliant Poet That Left Us Far, Far Too Soon Second Poet In Dedication SeriesNote:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Percy_Bysshe_Shelley
Percy Bysshe Shelley, Born 4 August 1792
Horsham, Sussex, England[1]
Died , 8 July 1822 (aged 29)
Gulf of La Spezia, Kingdom of Sardinia (now Italy)
Occupation Poet, dramatist,...
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Categories:
ate, appreciation, art, assonance, beautiful,
Form:
Rhyme
Jailbreak At Milton CreekThere was a rumour that outlaw Kyle was to be sprung from jail
But Sheriff Koplin got wind of it and he'd make sure they'd fail...
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Categories:
ate, america, humor, violence,
Form:
Narrative
Santa Goes ElectricNow Santa is getting eccentric
His sleigh is now fully electric
He made Rudolph retire
Pressed the red button - ‘Fire’
His world then went totally hectic
He searched...
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Categories:
ate, christmas, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
The Demise of a Newborn DragonflyIts delicate wings no longer wet, it stretched well,
And flew up high holding onlookers in its spell.
Round and around it danced over the eerie pond
All...
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Categories:
ate, destiny,
Form:
Sonnet
A Poem of RuthThe tears well up, and scarce could she not moan
When father, brother, husband, all have died.
She now has no possessions, neither home,
But travels to a...
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Categories:
ate, bible, devotion, faith, journey,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
The 50'sThere was a time when I was young
To share an era that begun
From music to the fashion trend
TV shows and history
Fads and other mysteries
I saw...
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Categories:
ate, remember, , cute,
Form:
Rhyme
A Small Stain of Bloodan early morning rise,
up the stairs
walk into the bathroom
in the sink
a small stain of blood.
less than a measure of yesterday
pulling a baby out...
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Categories:
ate, child, drug,
Form:
Free verse
You Never Know Till You Get To KnowOne dark night a saucer crashed;
the military quickly cleaned up the trash.
In the distance, what they didn’t see;
a thin, white face between the trees.
Once all...
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Categories:
ate, funny, humor, humorous, imagination,
Form:
Light Verse
A Getaway To Ancient VeniceI can still recall the look upon His face
Each thought still makes me go to that enchanting place
The vernal air was floral sweet and honey...
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Categories:
ate, love, passion,
Form:
Prose