Best Cuteness Poems
Rainbow skies, ocean current withdrew.
Girl's pert swirls, soft unbound hair, where pearls
shelled mollusk would dare to clasp its curls.
Radiance eyes special gentle blue.
Three feet exhilarating handful.
Sweet, inescapable mud stain cheeks;
cuteness with endless hugs, sunshine streaks,
briny wave tears drop flow buckets full.
Barefoot, tattered, and grass sully knees.
Magpie, explores never says goodbye.
Cheesecake berries-double bubble sky.
Pink My Little Ponies perched on trees.
Night pledges stardust dreams and fairies.
Sleep little angel, in star full clouds,
stories with lullabies among crowds
of flowers, hummingbirds, and bunnies.
Gnomes tease chuckles and granted wishes,
rainbow snow cones, cherry lollipops.
Wake to orange sunrise final drops
and endless love, bear hugs, and kisses.
2/16/2018
Poetry Contest: Enclosed Rhyme
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
She has the eyes of a lion and the smile of a fairy
She has the claws of a bear and the cuteness of a kitten
She unlocks secured caves of hearts
In silence she sings summoning mantras
In peace she wages war against the sun
In life she nurses death with her soiled hands
She is a daughter of the soil and she has her lips to my neck
Africa,all I need is love
She walks softly in the sanctuary while she runs through avenues of minds
Those that behold her seductive frame become free slaves
Her curves burst nerves and destroy holy matrimony
In her tongue lies juices that fuel sparks of fire in blood lines
There is something about the way she spreads her wings
Something about the way she walks on water ,it's fishy
She fishes for souls in pools of African emancipation
She is a daughter of the soil and she has her lips to my neck
Africa,all I need is love
Her hands resurrect dead souls while her words kills them
She likes to be liked, her likeness is likable but her shadow is unpopular among my people
She wears expensive robes and cheap shoes
Her paths are straight but her ways are as crooked as the lines on hell's map
She is the candle type,she melts if you are that good
Yet her heart remains strong ,standing unshaken and outstanding
She connects easily with both nature and the underworld
She makes you wonder and understand
She shakes trees like the wind
She conceives in the mind
Her chariot brings forth gold and bronze
She is a daughter of the soil and she has her lips to my neck
Africa,all I need is love
STREETPO3TRY
Before iron winter commands the land
The brown ground sparks a bittersweet blaze
Bonfire breezes cross in smoky strands
Where nut stashing squirrels pause to gaze
On museums of leafy orange haze
Maroon afternoons of apple's sharp bite
Foretells the night tomcats dress as jaguars
Tricking candies for ghoulish appetites
For sweet treats, they knock on doors near and far
As spells of cuteness fill their cookie jars
Even when the morning sun flees the east
And the rains arrive, secluded and dank
We prepare to share the harvest feast
For the coming spring, behind the cloud banks
For the warmth of family ~ I give thanks.
10/16/20
For 'Autumn' poetry contest
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
It’s amazing the feeling in side I hold
How can you enter my world so bold
The first kiss I gave you
My life is much less cold
You look at me with such trust
Because I love you, you know I must
The instant smile on my face
My heart is anything but robust
The cuteness of your little curl
You put my whole life in a whirl
Your baby blues are so bright
You are Daddy’s darling little Girl
(SHORT) SONG OF AN OLD GROUCH
Itty bitty pretty kitty
Sing a sentimental ditty
Furry puppy woofy wuffy
Wrapped in toilet tissue fluffy
Daffodilly bright and frilly
Flutter like a girl’s Chantilly
Maids in dresses white with lace
Smiles as void as outer space
Package them in fresh brown paper
Tie with string - and light with taper
Free of all that cuteness sweet
Give me plate of raw red meat
Written: December 07, 2023
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Awful rumors arose on a rainy day at twilight.
Dwelling in darkness, guilty of stealing light.
Drops in rhyme, color-and-time lyrics draw me.
Through vibrant strokes, a love riot sings poetry
Fearful and flawed, my soul whispered at dusk.
Bear me pain with no strain, as a rainy husk.
Shivering fingertips detect a rainy night's pulse.
Insecure, culpability, has been shown by impulse.
The moon shines on my soul-fitted trekker heart.
Spend the afternoon with cuteness and art.
My spirit delights in a giddy ache to free fall.
I persist on a wet day at dusk when claims call.
I am a hunter with heart prints, striving for a role.
Traveling through memories, I seek a lasting goal.
I left the norm and went on a strange voyage.
I reach a vivid world without a care or buoyage.
On wet days around dusk, I desire to sway.
Sky freedom frees me from claim and display
I fly with courage, leaving darkness for light.
Not misled, I checked my heart before a flight.
Memories play akin to sweet tunes in my mind.
As I leave the ordinary world behind,
Leaving footprints, I dance, and I roam.
Leaving behind the familiar, I find my home.
Very few the treasures
In my life I held so dear.
So very few the moments
When the sacred was so near.
It was sacred when I held you
For that first, intense embrace.
I was awestruck when I saw the way
The Savior graced your face.
Your eyes…your hair,
Your skin, your toes.
The perfection of your form
And the cuteness of your nose.
Darling, as the years roll by,
Our lives will start to change.
Letting go is hard at times,
But I am with you through the pains.
I’m part of you, you’re part of me
And together we are bound
To lift each other up
Until in heaven we’ll resound:
A song of thanks and worship
That God gave us to each other.
My girl with needs uniquely met
By only one…her mother.
One day you may also be
A mother so beguiled.
And you will know these words are true,
Of how a mother sees her child.
Oh this dog I see,
So small and blonde,
Reminiscent of a boy long gone,
So eager to please,
And happy all the time,
Cute and lovable,
And then they start to grow,
Cute puppy becomes big dog,
Little boy becomes big man,
Cute to cute,
Cute to homely,
Dust to dust,
Ashes to ashes,
This puppy dog grew up,
Into a beautiful young dog,
But the boy, hardly grew up at all,
Did he?
Only a shade of cuteness,
Long gone and past by the boy,
He is a man now he is grown,
But in mind is he not still,
That little boy who wished only,
To please, and be loved unconditionally?
Does he not deserve the love,
That the little puppy dog gets,
Even now he’s a big doggy lad?
watching anime, she feigns
a high scream of glee, seeing
where a mushroom cloud should be. . . .
a flower rises
*Kawaii means “Cute.” Japan has become the
culture of “cuteness” and “Kawaii” is often uttered,
especially by young girls, on seeing anything they
deem adorable or pretty. It is seen in anime - the
Japanese cartoons - and in mascots such as Hello
Kitty and focuses on “otaku” which is a kind of
“pop cult fanaticism“ which some see as an escape
from the reality of the horrible trauma of WWII.
Ode
"The Cuteness"
Power packed
his small hairy frame
my pug in a winter coat
Loki was his name
Smart as a whip
always at my feet
I believe he wanted me to trip
that was just his nature
A true companion,
my best friend
him and I the perfect tandem
I am now left all alone
Lively, just days before,
fell ill and lost all his weight
at least I could say goodbye
and hold him as he met his fate
Ferocious yet loving,
mean but always so sweet.
my little ninja so cunning,
This dog was unlike any other
I have heard him called "Snoop Lion"
Kind of a miniature version of one
others have called him "The Cuteness"
I treated him like my son
I call your name to take you out
when I get home, your not there!
In time my heart will mend
So farewell to you my friend!
Jared Pickett
4/14/2014
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I remember the first time I saw you
You were a bundle of cuteness
With your huge ears
And unstoppable wagging tail
My heart choose you at first sight
You choose us too
When you snuggled in my arms
And gave a content sigh
Placing your head on my shoulder
You went to sleep in my arms
Safe, loved and trusting
You completed our lives
You became family
But time is merciless
And the years started to weight on your shoulders
You couldn't run so fast anymore
Nor play with your favorite toys
You didn't had the energy to dig up crabs on the beach
Nor run chasing birds
Until the day we noticed you couldn't jump on the sofa
Until the day we noticed that you were tired
Now we're left with the hardest decision
To let you rest your tired little body
To let you go to the Rainbow bridge...
To say goodbye...
We did our best for you
You were loved for the whole time you stayed with us
You had a happy, loved and long life.
Now you can rest my love...
We'll hold you until your last breath
Our faces will be the last thing you'll see before you sleep for the last time.
And when you wake up in the other side,
You'll find yourself surrounded by angels
Your body young and strong again
Able to run, and jump and bark...
So be patient love, and wait for us
Wait with the angels
We'll Keep you in our hearts
Until the day that we can meet again
I love you now, tomorrow and for eternity...
In memory of my beloved XUXÚ
06/09/1999 - 19/11/2016
It has been said that we are,
A quiet, curious, sweet bird, full of personality;
We have tons of sisters (brothers) and a mom and father with no feathers,
Love our seed, food scraps and treats given daily;
Feel loved, protected and cuddled, so we lay an egg or two each day,
Our biggest fear is becoming dinner;
Would like to live to be over 20 years old,
Resident of grandpa's farm;
Barnyard chickens.
When I was a small girl, my grandpa had a little farm,
It was not a working farm but a retirement dream of his;
He had some animals like horses, chickens and even a donkey,
But, I truly loved his chickens they were super-duper sweet.
Our father was a nice old man called grandpa,
And there was mother grandma, who brought treats;
But, we loved the little girl the best because she cuddled us,
From the time we were fat little handfuls of adorable cuteness.
They were such happy birds, extremely calm,
When I would bring their seed they would come running;
Clucking all the way, so talkative, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck,
They were cuddly with feathers beautifully soft and lovely.
It was a wonderful, peaceful existence for us chickens,
Grandpa's farm was full of interesting places to go;
Like grandma's garden patch and she would come running,
Chasing us with her broom but laughing, so we knew she loved us.
Oh, time has passed, the pages turned, and turned,
Grandpa and grandma are in their heavenly realm now,
And I am not a small girl anymore, but a city girl all grown-up,
After grandpa died, grandma sold the farm, animals and chickens.
But, I will always remember those inquisitive, beautiful birds.
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February 20, 2016
Poetry/Verse/Barnyard Chickens
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All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
He never knocks on my door
I only see him outdoors
I mostly see him smoking, sitting on the stairs
Sometimes holding a beer bottle in the air
He always smiles and waves "hi"
But she, in the next door is so shy
Her little dog is not though
That little cuteness always has words to say, although
The far neighbour's dog, that is huge and serious
Always gets me hurried to my door, he seems so furious
August 30th 2015
Sponsor Name Mystic Rose
Contest Name Who Is Your Neighbor
I wish that I was a koala bear
Napping in eucalyptus-scented air
In trees, safe from attack
No dingoes get to snack
Oh, to have my avatar's cuteness flair!
A smart and cheerful guy
Shifted to my city, for me
Unknown from this fact of him
I bloomed in that fresher
He's talk made me laugh
He's smile made me fall for him
He's cuteness shoots me everywhile
When my eyes target him
I think he's the one
Who made me fall for him
Without any efforts
Being in his own small city
That was my view for him
But even I was unknown from his efforts
That he did to meet me
So that I could always be her
We are one
And we are done
We'll be there for eachother always
Nomatter what the situation be
Atlast we are everything what we wished for
Despite of some sad parts
We are great together
And we'll always be