Best Lightweight Poems
I am sure you can hear me weep
Autumn - I will let you sleep
As you look death in the eye - through heavenly eyed
I am with you always - sound of leaves falling silently - unimaginably tired
Naked, forsaken cold and bleak
Winter allows the soil and the plants sleep
During the winter snow and dark gray cloud
The rivers have been frozen - King Winter is proud
I hear the birds playing my song
Spring - throw winter clothes - it was not wrong
Apple blossoms sprouts and clear blue sky
This makes me so happy - wish I could fly
Lightweight shoes and golden hair
A smile on your face - so easy to care
Summer is here - feet in the hot sand
Flowers and butterflies ... oh ... I love my land
26.02.2014
A-L Andresen :)
May not be very sexy
Yet I need you to keep me warm
Thin yet lightweight
Hides my hairy chest
Every winter I cuddle up to you
Really snug
Makes me all cosy
Available in many styles and colours
Lovely next to my skin
Vital in this chilly weather
Extra layer of clothing
Silk ones are the ultimate in comfort and warmth
Thermal vest I love you
Jan Allison
23rd November 2014
This boat is full
a vessel overflowing
a shoal
afloat
in bitter mist
Dream boy, dream—
drab gloom
sunlight on your husk;
damp frazzles
lightweight trunks
around your gaunt calves;
fields of algae
spacious green meadows,
gannets
chanting larks
You buried memories
with clawing fingers in scarred soil—
- small hibiscus petals
rosewater fragrance
one rippled giggle
tattered pink of her dress
small scabs under band aids -
fertilized dust with saline grief
This boat is full
a vessel overflowing
darkness howls
***
August 8, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
A farmer met a wizard who was wearing odd regalia
The wizard gave him seed of magic carrots from Australia
You sow them just like normal but they all grow upside down
The leaves will grow like roots, the carrots stick out of the ground
The farmer dug and rotavated, levelled off the soil
He was super motivated, those seeds mustn’t spoil
He worked so hard, that shovel he was pushing and a shoving
When he was done his back was bad and now he’s good for nothing
Those magic carrots, upside down, all turned out to be beauties
But poor old farmer’s stuck indoors on lightweight household duties
He’s standing in the kitchen where he’s washing pans and pots
His wife is in the carrot field and smiling as she squats
In Southview, ancestors now sleep
Those who have gone before God keeps
Silent now watch at heaven's gate
Though they've touched elbows with the great
When they see me for joy they'll leap
Left here on earth sometimes I weep
While visiting love ones buried deep
Someday they'll arise up so straight
In Southview
I might be there when Jesus reaps
It could be I'll be with them asleep
Or there to visit and just wait
Hear the blast, see them rise lightweight
Then I'll be snatched with God's sweet sheep
In Southview
Southview is a cemetery where we have a plot and many of our family members are already buried..My father's mother and father were the first graves in the cemetery to be filled..
A deep sigh before the swim,
the silent scream of sunny depths.
Lightweight where dusk and dark dance
and the world above is a remote dream.
Calmness, still embracing.
Name of Contest: Color My Mood Poetry Contest
Date posted: May 26, 2025
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Through the open window strokes a light summer wind
Lightweight summer curtains flap
The sky with beautiful stars - shiny pearls
I feel your breath against my forehead
Pillow by pillow
I was just listening to the night sounds
A night of poetry
Tenderness ... to be close
A full moon night under the stars shine
My love of mystery and imagination
Promise me you dream of me
When you sleep I kiss you gently
22.06.2014
A-L Andresen :)
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An important element of our Christmas is of course Santa Claus
But who is this man with white long beard
Tradition holds Santa Claus at the North Pole
Christmas is tied to the traditions and stories
Fantasy and excitement. . . mysticism and superstition
The idea of Santa is part of our childhood
All Norwegian children know Santa Claus as an amused older gentleman
that comes with Christmas gifts wearing black boots
red suit, white beard and a big belly
Unfortunately, Christmas means a lot of stress and little sleep for Santa Claus
Read in the newspaper that Santa Claus is sick ... He is admitted to the hospital
Santa has an unhealthy lifestyle - eat a lot of cookies and candies
He is certainly no lightweight
High cholesterol ... blood pressure ... diabetes
Dear anyone who still believes in Santa Claus
A bad news ...... Christmas 2013 is postponed to December 2014
The news went around the world ... Many cried and wanted to help Santa Claus
Santa must have a special health drink
The people of the Ivory Coast in West Africa using Ginger
that traditional preventive medicine ... they sent 10 bottles to Norway
Mexico created a very special health drink made with Chiaseeds
A special health drink came from Texas ... horse milk
Santa Claus drinks his medicine with a smile -
that works well for blood pressure and combustion
Maybe it will be Christmas with Santa Claus this year nevertheless ...
Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi
Contest Name: Santa Claus
Deadline 1/12/2014 12:00:00 AM
15.12.2013
A-L Andresen :)
CHORUS
No man stands alone
in the street, the ring or the combat zone
some lay in the gutter
some sit on a throne
but no man stands alone
At the age of fourteen
he had a dream
to become a rabbi
Chicago 1924
then his dad was killed by men
who tried to rob the family store
his brothers and sisters were sent away
to an orphanage where they would stay
and though his faith was blown away
he vowed to bring them home someday
To God and man revenge he swore
he walked with gamblers,
hoods and whores
he fit right in
then on a whim
he walked into a boxing gym
he fought Canzoneri in ‘33
for the lightweight title victory
he made up with God
and finally
he could reclaim his family
Those McLarnon fights
were the stuff of lore
the only man
to ever put him on the floor
he won two out of three,
then in the Armstrong bout
he nearly died
but was never knocked out
then in 1941
the Japanese pulled a sneaky one
so he joined the marines
and he got a gun
and he sailed into the rising sun
On Guadalcanal,
he fought so brave
overmatched like old King Dave
he put twenty attackers
in an early grave
for the one marine
whose life he saved
in a hospital bed
for months and days
they kept him in a morphine haze
then sent him home
strung out and beat
to the pushers on the mean, mean street
Hollywood was very keen
to put his story on the silver screen
but they focused on the drug abuse
he tried to sue
but what’s the use?
Barney Ross was brave and strong
they couldn’t keep him down for long
his rabbi said that he must try
to be a model Jew in the public eye
but from the public eye he slipped
like a phantom radar blip
they say he hunted Nazi criminals
and he ran some guns to Israel
Barney Ross was brave and strong
I thought that he deserved a song
he did some bad
he did some good
and he saved the world
the best he could
Remember when fat boy Chris Farley
Competed against Patrick Swayze
On Saturday Night Live
Judges couldn’t decide
Picking one dancer made them crazy
In the end it’s Swayze who prevailed
Farley’s dancing career was curtailed
When he danced, his belly
Shook like tubs of jelly
As an erotic dancer he failed
After a great deal of strong debate
The judges gave it to Farley straight
“You’re not as good looking,
It’s Patrick we’re booking,
He dances best and you’re no lightweight.”
There was an old episode of Saturday Night Live where Chris Farley and Patrick
Swayze competed to see if they could make an all-male dance team. It was
hilarious watching Farley trying to dance.
Entry for Miranda Lambert’s “burlesque” contest
Hello madam, and welcome to our place of business.
Is there any way that I can be of assistance?
We have a huge selection of cars both used and new.
Chances are we have the right one on the lot for you.
We sell and service cars from the best automaker.
One with a long and storied past, it’s Studebaker!
If you don’t readily see what you are looking for,
we have some in the back lot; or we can order more.
You’ve heard all about the financial difficulty
that’s been plaguing this automotive company.
Let me tell you, in this year of nineteen sixty-three,
you will never buy a car of greater quality.
Don’t you just love the smell of brand new upholstery?
With the range of our models, we have variety.
“Gran Turismo Hawk” is top of the line luxury.
We have the low-priced “Lark” if you want economy.
But take a look at the company’s latest entry,
it’s a sporty new coupe that is known as “Avanti”.
This innovative family sports car is so great.
It has a powerful two eighty-nine cubes V-8!
It can generate almost three hundred horsepower
with the optional latest Paxton supercharger.
It can move at one hundred fifty miles an hour!
Its body is made of lightweight rustproof fiberglass.
It’s the sportiest vehicle that has the most class!
Madam, I’ll tell you, this is the one you’ll love, no doubt.
We saw you walk in, and we want to see you drive out!
Our prices are lowest. They won’t be staying that way.
Why wait? We can make you a terrific deal today.
When you drive up to your friends, you know what they will say?
“Wow, what a beautiful car, I’m getting one today!”
Lenny
Lovely little Lenny,
Laughing loudly, lucious,
Likes licking lollies,
Learning lots lately,
Lightweight lithsome livewire
Love ya!
This boat is full,
A vessel overflowing.
In darkness people talk.
A child is crying.
I close my eyes,
Lock out the world.
I envision drab gloom
As sunlight on my begging husk;
The damp frazzles
As lightweight trunks
Around my gaunt calves.
We left, so many nights ago,
I lost count, it doesn't matter.
Deferment of death.
I saw them go...
Such euphemism, such irony...
I count and wait with serenity,
Dream my dream of
Spacious green meadows,
Chanting larks.
I left it all behind,
My memories I buried
With my bare hands.
I fertilized the dust
With drops of saline tears.
Alone I am, alone.
Soon this journey ends.
My eyes are closed,
My thoughts are fleeing,
I send them to freedom.
This boat is full,
A vessel overflowing.
In darkness people howl,
A child is dying.
***
January 31, 2017
I am from Earbuds, from Skull candy and comfort of a small foam bud.
I am from the home of powerful voices, restrictions, and order.
I am from Sunday morning cleaning and warm cooked meals, from el Mugroso and Miriamsita and el llorona.
I am from the teasing and hand massages. From El flojo hace doble trabajo y la vida no es fácil .
I am from El Virgen Maria. Mother of God and a saint.
I'm from La Santisima Trinidad, Puebla, Mexico), Eggs and Beans.
From the excited small helper, the hands with car oil, and the cooking of my mother. From the disagreements and the expectations.
I am from a stomach filled with butterflies seeing snow fly across my face. Teeth trembling, laughter, and red cheeks. Nostalgia is warming my heart. The same feeling of comfort of a lightweight speaker flowing music eagerly to my ear.
Glad iPad so capable that you just can’t dismiss it,
And it’s your best buddy as it’s always near, around;
Thin lightweight, you have the power of a sys, the kit,
As it can do anything which a computer does hound.
You can buy and download apps to place them too,
On any desktop: third, fourth, fifth or even the sixth,
But you need to remember to move your long queue,
Of iBooks onto your iCloud to make space xenolith.
It’s beautiful to look at as it’s pleasing to the eye,
Full 9.7” display with 2048x1536 resolution clarity,
Which is 3.1 million pixels or 3145728 dots to cry,
Out your every screen call and your vids in lucidity.
6.1mm thin and you can fill at ease a 64 bit memory,
It’s dynamic graphics provide A8X chip performance,
An M8 motion coprocessor for your gaming allegory,
And you can sit on it for 10 hours, no charger glance.
The first desktop, the opening screen gives a space,
Of so many different apps for your fine enjoyment:
Photos, the iBooks, mags, Notes and the clock face,
Calendar, Maps, Games, and the Settings cement.
And lets not forget about the necessities at the base,
Email, Safari and iTunes to give instant access, grab,
And the App Store as well - blue - does deftly encase,
Infinite games, word processors and sports apps fab.
Passcode mandatory, nobody invited or to be let in,
Your close relationships can’t render you violated,
Because your private messages are your own bin,
And your own elevation is by your pith proliferated.
And now the Pro Pencil for budding artists, painters,
Who want to digitally sketch, draft or paint portrait:
You can rest your hand on the screen without errors,
And it draws lines, if you pressure, of any weight.