Best Excitement Poems
Sly low tide sneaks up to smooch the smooth shore
that holds old footsteps left behind us
and lends itself to sand castles
standing guard until high tide
plovers dart on fleet feet
across sodden sands
spindle-legged girls
hunt conch shells —
starfish
found!
Blue
waters
glistening
aqua appeal —
white horse sea-magic
spindrift manes rise from crests
awakened from lowest ebb
high tide arrives on thunder hooves
body-surf Neptune’s steeds to the shore —
my wet hair dries to sun-bleached beachy waves…
His voice is like a kiss
Whispering against my neck
A gentle, tender hope
That helps me to accept
His timing is just perfect
For soothing my heart’s worries
Helping me to see a way
Where there wasn’t a chance
His kindness overwhelms me
With its beautiful encouragement
He makes me feel so much better
With a simple word of affection
His dreams are just like my own
Filled with God’s wisdom from above
Reminders that a real love like this
Doesn’t come around too frequently
His heart is in the right place
He’s a man who is filled with true grace
I can’t believe he wants me to take
A chance on making him my best friend
His soul is good and true and alive
With sincere and faithful compassion
That makes me feel so excited
That I know such a dream as this
eager goldfinch
gather at my birdfeeder
~ a family feast
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
POTD September 1, 2025
Dance, Ladies, dance!—
By the light of lanterns.
Let your red skirts swirl
Like the tops of carousels—
Candy-apple red.
Dance, Children, dance!
With your glowing adornments—
Rainbow blue and green—
Firefly green.
The scent of gardenias
Wafts from urban gardens—
Gardenias and radishes.
The night air breathes magic;
The block has been transformed.
Where are we headed? I know not where
Where are we headed? I know not why
Where are we headed? I know not how
Where are we headed? I know not to whom
Is it better to know or not to know?
Is it better on my own or with you?
Is it better if you come to me or I go to you?
Wonder is an aphrodisiac that may lead me to you
Surprise is not enticing but it may lead me to you
Uncertainty is terrifying yet exciting and it may lead me to you
Where are we headed, me and you?
Where are we headed? hopefully not to doom
Where are we headed in this world and how will we bloom?
Some people are bored.
I am not.
Some people live the same day every day.
I don’t.
Some people never change their opinions.
I do.
Some people have not picked up a book since high school or college.
I am not one of those.
Some people do not believe in life-long learning.
I do.
Some people like to clean.
I don’t.
Some people stay with one political party or one religion because it was their parents’.
Laugh.
Some people are garage-door opener sellers because their mom was a garage-door opener seller.
Really?
Some people never find out that they are a cartoonist, a poet, a painter, a gardener.
I did.
Some people live the same day every day.
Exactly as their parents did.
Other people live a fresh new day, every day.
The bound out of bed, delighted to be wearing mismatched socks, both fluffy of course.
They pop into their stretch pants, and their saggy, baggy, comfy, sixteen-year-old favorite Mickey Mouse sweatshirt and they head for their art studio.
Or they run to their office and plunk themselves down with a coffee or a tea and a piece of pie or something equally delectable, and they begin to write or draw or throw glitter in the air.
Guess which one I am?
there is a craving
in my heart
an anticipation
that keeps me going
propulses me
to greet each morning
with the same excitement
and childlike hope
as when I'd open
that new box of
Cracker Jacks
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Posted on November 5, 2019
~
how
goosebumps
up and down
they shiver up
shiver down my skin
how the mere thought of you
raises my pulse and heartbeat
I love most goosebumps that broadcast
there's no better place than in your heart
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Posted on November 4, 2019
Back and forth all day long
little lovers texts or calls
one more day to be alone
then date nights and love at home
I hope it is like last weekend on and on
no internet or ringing phone
Just making love to my husband
from dusk till dawn
It’s back to school once again
The sound of students are reigning
Chatting there, chatting everywhere
Excitement in their hearts filled in the air
Laughing with joy as they welcome new beginning
New friends, new classmates they’re introducing
The thought of learning made them smile
New knowledge, new adventure, new style
Wipe away the sadness, here comes happiness
As they faced new challenges of being a student
May 16, 2013
Nature’s primal drive
Sensual touches from thee
Raptures deep inside
The fans are wild and crazy -
It’s the name of the game…
The game that’s most watched on the planet!
No, not American football -
Why it’s the soccer match of course – what else!
You’re simply an outsider if you’re not a fan –
Everyone covets that annual Ballon d’Or
And if you don’t, you’re so very odd!
Every country is represented -
Soccer is the Olympics of sports.
One eye on the dreaded penalty box…
While watching for the bend, that feat of magic,
For the screamer to see why it’s called a screamer,
Loving that howler as long as it’s not by your team,
And when your team has fallen behind,
Is there a better goal than the equaliser ?!
Praying for a brace or better yet a hat trick
Aiming for the GOAT
Hello…! the ‘greatest of all time’!!
Where have you been ?!!
And when that final whistle blows…
The whole world will take notice
And rise for the winner of FIFA !
AP: 3rd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on July 17, 2018 for contest PIECE DE RESISTANCE sponsored by THE NAME FORSAKES ME
and June 18, 2018 for contest 2018 WORLD CUP sponsored by MARK TONEY - RANKED 1ST
moist yet flaky white
butter melting spreads just right….
my taste buds excite
No More Excitement
Just think no
more excitement;
Excitement in my life
is fast becoming
extinct..
last boyfriend made
me cry.
He was about as exciting
as watching "paint dry"..
Next time I am bored
I'll go the Square
to cry.
I will stand there
with only one
glove on my hand;
For sure someone
will come along
and demand,
to know why I sob,
i'll answer " I am afraid
for my other glove
I have been robbed"
All I needed you to do
is show me some love.
my life has no more excitement
and my friends are all dull.
Friends with doctors appointments
though not ill at all-
that's the life of a senior
when excitement has left
If we not be creative,we will
be bored stiff to death.
Hearing aid in my ear, yes I can hear.
grab a chair and be seated,
Stay awhile-hearing aid-don't need it.
"talk loud please, cud you repeat it".
Waiting on my friend :Said she'd be stopping by
we are going to eat popcorn
and watch some "fresh paint" dry.
The Bloodhound.
He’s coming, yes he’s coming I know he is
I can smell him I know I can, Oh that bad scent
You’d think he’d stop rubbing himself in it.
But I love him I love him I love him, he is my master
I getting a hint of gun oil now, this means only one thing
Oh joy Oh joy we’re going hunting yes we are I know we are.
Come on what’s taking so long we are going hunting
You know you hate it when I drool but I drool when I’m excited.
Hey, did I just see a tail, I did, I’m sure I did, there it is again
Chase it, run! come on I can catch it, nearly got it faster faster
Oops where did it go, darn it got away again. Why does it always get away in the end.
Oh come on come on, I could pee myself with excitement here.
At last at last here you are, will you kneel down, you need a good lick
I know you moan but at least you smell better when I’ve finished
Come on then where we going today what are we after, can I have some if we get it
I will run all day for you, you know I will cos I love you, you is the man
Where you going that’s not the woods, it’s this way it’s over here look.
Oh gee you’re going to the pickup, I hate the pickup you know I hate the pickup
No!! not the cage!!
I hate you,I hate you, I hate youuuu
You know I get sick, sick sick sick
Please let me stay I feel sick
Are we there yet? we are, Yes, I love you I love you, you know I do, don’t youuuu.
15 July 2019 The Bloodhound
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