Best In Like A Lion Poems
Sunny today
but Oh what a chill
The wind inhales and exhales
the trees bend on the hill
Winnie the Poohs Blustery Day
just cannot compete
In like a lion and out like a lamb
I am so tired of paying for heat
I long for crocuses, tulips and green
it seems like ages since they have been seen
I figured it out
A long time ago.
Call it a hunch;
Bulls-eye! With an arrow.
Faith and wisdom will
Sort it all out.
Pieces of a puzzle
Strewn all about.
Good and evil,
No neutral ground.
Can't ride the fence
Or step out of bounds.
"God, help me!" I can't
Do this alone forever.
"Can't beat 'em, join 'em?"
I said, "Not me! Not ever!"
God has a plan and
I need only be still.
Love others, do good
Bring myself within his will.
I sat long and hard
I re-thought it all.
It all goes back
To satan's great fall.
The story goes
Something like this,
It all began with
A "snake" and a "hiss".
Now, here we are
It's twenty-twenty-one.
They're leaving out God
And life's no longer fun.
Neighbor against neighbor
King against king.
Gold and silver
Are all worthless things.
God said, "Time is short.
The hour is near."
Satan gave a snort,
Smile giving way to sneer.
He exclaimed with pure joy.
God wasn't amused that
We became the devil's toy.
In like a lion and
Out like a lamb?
God said, "Stop! Reverse that!"
It came down to a man.
King of kings,
Name above all names.
God took off the gloves,
No longer playing a game.
Jesus Christ is his name,
From a humble beginning.
I see, from the looks of it,
Now God is winning!
Love nailed to the cross.
Jesus, the final sacrifice.
Though afraid, he prayed
Only for God's advice.
"Your will, not mine",
He said as he knelt.
All my sins are the
Cause of what he felt.
God is great!
Exalted be his name!
It was 3 days later that
Jesus changed the game.
Satan is alive and well,
But only for a while.
God's coming back and
That concludes the file.
March comes in like a lion, and goes out like a lamb
— English proverb
Any sign of Spring makes me sigh
— Kim Rodrigues
OUT LIKE A LAMB
pink petals of confetti throng
the Spring tree eulogizing Fall.
snowy buds cling like upraised songs.
March first bleating breaks down the wall
of incessant roaring rainstorms.
the keyboard-roof is fighting back,
the lion napping, seeds perform.
Daffodils give Winter the sack.
3/11/2020
March Comes In Like A Lion
Dandelion dance
in the palm of my
hand; a gentle
bloom.
I love
my birthday
flower.
Inside the fierce beast, beats the heart of a king
No challengers come forth to contest his throne
Leisurely days spent dreaming of his pride
Ingesting meat taken down by his females
Knowing his reign ends when age betrays
Enjoying his vigor as he awaits that fate
Another, younger male, comes to call
Lying in wait while the females are serviced
Inhaling the scent of the pride in heat
Only caution stays his hunger and power
Not so when the mighty male is exhausted
Out of the bushes he rushes the fatigued king
Ultimate victory assured as challenge roars out
Though winded, the pride male answers swiftly
Like boxers they circle, searching for weakness
Incensed at the impudence, the elder attacks
Keen reflexes, the challenger moves like a ghost
Engaging the king with teeth, claws and fury
A fatal mistake, now the old king lays wounded
Limping away, weak from blood loss and pain
Already he dreams of the death that approaches
Maybe his time is over, but another will come
Behind him, the new king begins his reign
UPON A BED OF PETALS
When March roars in like a lion
It exits meekly like a lamb
In its wake it leaves behind
Shoots of green breaking ground
These tiny green gems struggle hard
To see the light of day
In just a few short weeks
They'll put on a fabulous display
'Neath the trees that have popped their buds
And bloom profusely, dazzling the eye
The little perennials raise their colors
With a beauty one can't deny
All this made possible by our Creator
Who knew how to give us pleasure
A myriad of gorgeous trees and flowers
Something for us to treasure
So as you view this great bouquet
Remember to thank the One
Who made this bed of petals possible
The same One Who gave us His Son
Haiku Acrostic Love Fest Rhyme
Love Express
Marched in like a lion
Destination be Zion
Map comes in Mayan
Onward Progress
Transformation set
Every molecule affect
Will choose to elect
Verified address
Station arrival
Choose ye one point in spiral
Now begins try all
Eros’ Heart Times
Command to ascent
One Hundred and ten percent
Course track frequent
Feelings of Joy
Come these days of rest
Having passed all of ye test
Pulsates heart in chest
Express Convoy
Sown fields of harvest
Reap ye will the worst or best
Gratitude be best
Stop and Enjoy
As ye travel west
Each and all moments with zest
All that flows from breast
Train of Love
Love the words expressed
Loving dark and light confess
Love fest ye professed
would you say a day ending dreary,
cast in a gray of which we all grow weary,
looms sublime in its overcast fray?
earth meeting sky in flat light,
over echoed night birds reflected in white,
as april clouds wait impatient to wash it away;
but do flakes smother hope like dew
or wetly hide spring’s silent green clue?
while under black ice lurks warm summer days…
We are in for another storm
the wind blows around outside,
it feels extremely cold
I have to find a place to hide.
Wind greets me at the back door
it wish it would warm up a bit,
I'm hoping Spring will be here soon
I don't like it, when Winter hits.
Why can't it be much warmer?
I get tired of putting up with the cold,
the roads are still so very slippery
last night, we got some more snow.
I don't mind Winter, at times
but, the cold has taken me down,
I used to love the picturesque view
I once had a smile, now all I can do is frown.
I try to invent ways to do something
maybe I will take some time to bake,
I will get around to making my cookies
or even try to bake a homemade cake.
I have to find a place to hide
I feel like going into the corner and crying,
it's too cold outside to anything
March comes in like a lion.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Mar.1/2014
Well, I figured I might as well write something, to keep my mind off the cold outside.
This morning the winds were eighty miles an hour.
The rain lashed down, Nature showing her power.
Now, an hour later, the sun shines so bright
Casting down her warm rays, a beautiful sight.
Our moods change as the weather these days.
One minute we're rain, the next, sunny rays.
March has come in like a lion, true,
And we hope she'll go out like a lamb too.
Winter has left us frazzled and stressed
And we're ready for spring when we're at our best.
Enough of winter, of storms and snow.
For winter and our bad moods, it's time to go.
for Carolyn Devonshire's 'March Madness' contest
March roars in like a lion seeking
Attention with its hard cold breezes
Ranting and raving like some lunatic
Carefully the sun calms the lion transforming
Him into the sacrificial lamb
Groundhog
Poke your head up
Tell us all spring is soon
The cold roared in like a lion
So farewell winter like a little lamb
Surface for warm air and flowers
Only a few more weeks
From your report
Groundhog
January 19, 2023
Sponsor M. L. Kiser
Pen a Rictameter, Hopes of springs return contest
“In like a lamb and out like a lion” OR “In like a lion and out like a lamb”
Leaving a snow white trail across my yard
and giving a mighty roar,
the lion had arrived.
The beast of winter
crept off within the first week.
Sun now strokes my cheek.
I can almost hear a bleat.
March will go out like a lamb.
Written by Andrea Dietrich
A Kimo & Tanka for Russell Sivey's Contest:
A Mesh of Forms
March In
“In like a lion out like a lamb.” Old March idiom
Capricious and fickle
March - wind piper of mischief
Wakes rainbows with sun and storm
Sends kites on rollicking adventures.
March bluster teases tree buds
Tickles the robins and wrens
Lion lies down with the lamb
Joy born from winter feels March whimsy.
3-4-22
Contest: March In
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Syllable Count: 7,7,7,9 May be rhymed or unrhymed.
Greenswards Fecundity Blooms Away ™
Within a fortnight, as tempestuous slam
dunk March madness closes curtain call
“in like a lion, out like a lamb,”
twill hove tested survivability,
asper flora, thru harsh winter, and
those most see ring robust will pass exam
unbridled love bursting asunder
cavorting, frolicing, instigating
wham bam thank you ma'am
lollygagging, orchestrating, romancing
while birds and bees pollinate jam
ming, humming, fostering sensational slam
dance, where flora lifts, wafts, and yawps
invoke warble, gurgle,
burble from baby in pram.
Meanwhile latent Mother Earth
quite pregnant with
multifarious potent new life
vermilion, violet ready to burst
asunder from Gaia's girth
dramatically altering landscape
with expectant birth
of animal and plant species distilled
within crucible, sans terra firma hearth
quite a contrast, when
polar vortex wrought dearth
whence Spring begets plenti
kindling, snapchatting, and twittering mirth.
Also uniquely designed hue man
denizens of every stripe nurse
tender affection expressing
amorous poetry and verse
rejoicing, the dead of winter,
and attendant frostbite curse
frozen folks felled, thence carried
away in horse drawn hearse,
where heavy grief ameliorated
as natural holistic
narcotic brings pacific
balm, calm, and psalm snapping,
crackling, and popping
wide web with electric
ambient ancient, yet contemporary music
punctuating the air with lulling lyric
since time immemorial
recognized as greatest soporific
equally savored, whether
devout or atheistic
nonpareil eclectic dreamy
harmonic melange cathartic
aural, diurnal, integral
quintessentially converging harmonic,
democratic, and anthemic
congregation replete with fantastic
incorporation, viz diversity galactic!