Best Energetic Poems
An energetic farmer called Murray
Had a struggle to clean out the slurry
The pipe would block
By a big stone or a small rock
That’s why he was always in a hurry
One day at a toy shop,
I met a man selling marbles,
For money he wanted to swap,
But I really wanted some barbels.
"Got any barbels?" asked I.
"For that's how I'll spend my money."
"No barbels here!" said the guy.
He seemed to find it quite funny.
"We've got some lovely bricks,
I'll give you a very fine price."
"I'd rather have some affix."
The man blinked rapidly thrice.
The man seemed exceptionally tall,
And his manner was strangely amused.
He wasn't what I would call natal,
Great disdain he noticeably oozed.
Like others, he thought I was odd,
Some say I'm a bit energetic.
Still he gave me a courteous nod,
As if he thought I was plenty pathetic.
So in search of my goal I departed,
But before the toy shop could I leave,
The man came running full-hearted,
"I can help you I believe."
"Marbles, barbels, you shall find.
Bricks, affix, you can get.
You must now open your mind,
And get down to New York Market.
So to New York Market I decided to go,
In search of the barbels I craved.
The winds it did eerily blow.
But I felt that the day could be saved.
There were stalls selling dresses,
Shoes in many shades.
There were even stalls selling excesses
People were scattered from many trades
I was greeted by a peculiar lady,
She seemed to be rather energetic
I couldn't help thinking she might be quite shady.
I wondered if she was at all pathetic.
Before I could open my mouth,
She shouted, "For you, I have some barbels!"
I headed towards her, to the south,
Past some bricks and marbles.
"But how did you know?" I asked,
"Do you want them or not?" she did say.
Silently, the barbels she passed.
Then vanished before I could pay.
As I walked away I hard a crackle
Or was it, perhaps, a hushed cackle?
L: Loneliness
O: of
V: Vulnerable
E: Emotions
That can build relationship.
That can ruin creativeness.
But hopes can manage time,
Then a desire has energetic bless.
I write
Because
My inner light is yet aglow.
I write
Because
Colorful thoughts beckons, day and night.
I write
Because
Fierce energy takes flight.
I write
Because
Rise of warmth gives much gusto.
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Exhilaration grips my heart with thrills
Vibrant colors, alive and filled with light
Energizing sparks laugh as my heart stills
Glistening like stars burning through the night
Vibrant colors, alive and filled with light
Caressing my soul with a kind solace
Glistening like stars burning through the night
Glowing in soft beams of hues so flawless
Caressing my soul with a kind solace
Energizing sparks laugh as my heart stills
Glowing in soft beams of hues so flawless
Exhilaration grips my heart with thrills
Fireworks Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper
December 29, 2020
Love on board
Beyond measure
True feelings
Porter's duty
Luggage checked in
Few kisses ready
Comfort zone
Where else can love fly?
To bliss city
Where joy invades
Rainy eyes
Joyful tears knock
Where is the key?
Call Bae, the Porter
Heart's door to open
Mould, mould
Love is the porter.
Drencho POET Loads
A-s
N-oontime
N-eeds
A-nother
B-eacon's
E-nergetic
L-ight
Topic: Birthday of Annabel Manalo (April 9)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
If we want to succeed,
We need to sweat and bleed.
G-lowing
R-ays
A-re
C-onstantly
E-mitted
Topic: Birthday of Grace Vesillas (April 2)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
There is more energy generating in your system when you are down unfortunately only few are taking advantages of this and claim up the ladder but most get demotivated and finding no energy to even to stand up and walk.
trying my best
to compartmentalize
these feelings
that are quite novel
in company of or separated from
an individual
who unknowingly energetically
activated something within me
unshakable but sweet
The Arizona Monsoons strike once again
Violent light crashing up towards the sky
Purple cloud chemistry flashes so colorful
Bolts of spider webs splash through the night
A tumultuous sky flares with charged energy
That can strike down with certain death
Watching safely indoors but still hold my breath
Written for contest I Form "Imagism" 09/19/2024
Hosted By: Constance LaFrance
Young and energetic to the core;
Social order he tried to restore.
Having seen many like him before,
On his face people shut the door,
Thinking that he was such a bore.
Mere preaching people abhor.
D-isease
I-s
O-bliterated
S-imply
A-bated
B-y
E-nergetic
L-ife
U-nloading
S-ickness
E-ndorsing
R-iver's
O-zonizer
Topic: Birthday of Diosabel Usero (September 13)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic