Best Fits Poems

THE SLIPPER FITS CINDERELLA

I could have danced all night,
I fell in love that night,
I felt it i was so right,
You held me just so tight,
I could have danced all night,
And could have begged for more,
How did I know that night,
My life would change as
Never before,
What...

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At the ball...

At this point in the tale, a happy ending should be pending,
But readers now are more demanding,
And so, I'll tweak a bit the plot.
Cinderella made an entrance like aurora borealis
That sent a shockwave through the palace,
"Who is this chick? Man, she is hot!"

When...

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The happily ever after...

He searched the kingdom for a fortnight 'til all saddle sore and weary,
With his eyes bloodshot and bleary,
The prince arrived at the last door.
He found two sisters, far too ugly, and an even uglier mother,
And asked himself why even bother,
This whole darn...

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that day my smile 
sucked you in, 
to places where things 
crawl because they are too tall to walk 
and yet you stood up, 
you stood out
not twisted, 
like you always belonged 
like that space was carved with you in mind

the mold that fits 
the...

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Once upon a time...

Once upon a time, in France, a storyteller fella
Wrote of a girl named Cinderella,
Meant as a fairy tale romance.
Her daddy died when she was young, and she was forced to share his riches
With three monumental b****es,
A most unhappy circumstance.

For years her stepmom...

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my parents used to tell me
if the shoe fits, you can see

now being only three,
what did that mean?

i thought for several years
I cried many tears

I've failed, I've lost,
I've paid the cost

now i see the benefits
because I've found a shoe that fits...

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I got me a special pair of walkers,
Tattered, torn, comfortable dockers,
Ain’t too easy on the eyes,
And wouldn‘t win a prize,
It’s the size fourteens that are the shockers....

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There was a girl called Lovely Lou, 
She never seemed to know what to do.
Many thought she was a fool, 
‘Til, she said the jokes on you; 
she had filled their boots with crazy glue!...

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Mama eagle’s dear chickies were ill,
so she told them to lie very still.
“You just wait here for me,”
she said most tenderly.
Then she flew off to get them a pill.

Baby eagles, like most kids, detest
taking pills. Mom returned to the nest
with dead mice in her bill
which...

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Love bluff 
pink lovely stuff 
never burns 
though it melts 
and when it does flesh like metal smelts 
fools toys little
things of no great value 
sweet to touch and taste so hallow 
no finger tips no love on lips 
when you fly and leave 
I...

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No Names mentioned-
recognizing your
self in a
poem--
highly unlikely that
we
poets
know what you've
done.
Just a posturing
poem
posted
Saying wonderful
things -
If
this poem describes
you...
and you can tell...
If
a poem speaks highly
of
integrity,
has
ability to inspire,
sincerity
originality
If
it provokes
invokes-
makes you think
take stock
don't be shocked
Put on the poem
it's yours
It's probably
written
with
"the cloth you --
were cut from"
own....
it ..
Where it Well.
If
you are remembered
for...

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"Fits the Need" 


All people want 
is a stable house
a place to call their "safe" home

to "LIVE"
outside of all cages -
free

live life 
how "we" 
were meant to feel

to have no hell 
continually raising chaos
in this very very small life we lead

yet we crumble 
like the...

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Be cautious walking along this path,
I can see that your shoes do not fit.
You won't get anywhere like that,
Not even a little bit.

Directions couldn't show you how 
nor are there signs to help you here.
Instead you'll walk along this road,
until it finally leads you there.

Once...

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She is not a small cat.
In fact she is quite, quite fat.
There is a black box on the floor.
She pokes it, sniffs it, eyes it and more.
I think she thinks she will fit
but I shoo her off in a snit.
The box holds pens and small...

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You read or hear some words and think
“That isn’t very flattering;”
But then your heart is on the brink
Of pittering and pattering.

For possibly, those sentiments
Contain a little clue
That give you just the slightest sense
They might apply to you.

Perhaps you’re being paranoid
Or worried without cause;
It’s easier to...

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