Best List Poems
Happiness calms like a mother's lullaby.
Happiness is fragile like a butterfly.
Happiness is the first daffodil in spring.
Happiness is listening to a nightingale sing.
Happiness is seeing your children succeed.
Happiness is a garden without a weed.
Happiness is seen in those who dance in the rain.
Happiness is the perfect cure to ease your pain.
Happiness is watching sunrise in vibrant hues.
Happiness is a letter bringing good news.
Happiness lies in the arms of the one you love.
Happiness is when your hand holds theirs like a glove.
Happiness is a poem which connects with your heart.
Happiness is being free to express your art.
Happiness is when you make someone smile.
Happiness is free and always worthwhile.
make love to her mind before you engage her body
melt her with mellifluous metaphors
arouse her with amorous alliterations
romance her with rapturous rhymes
tempt her with tantalizing terzas
lure her in with loving lyrics
seduce her with sexy sonnets
pamper her with poetic praises
now, get ready for the night of your life
List form also in rhyming couplets:
Love is patience one has with a difficult child.
Love is a man supporting his wife in her trials.
Love is a wife who remains “for better or worse.”
Love’s not just doling dollars out from your purse.
Love is giving aid and time for someone that’s in need.
Love is not words alone; it’s doing a good deed.
Love is a hug for someone crabby or sad.
Love is holding your tongue when someone treats you bad.
Love is not for just your own sister and brother.
Love is for all. God says, “Love one another.”
Love is showing kindness everywhere you can.
Love is forgiveness – even of a really bad man!
Love is not easy when others do you wrong.
Love is showing compassion all day long.
Love is not saying, “I’d do it if I could.”
Love is in saying, “I’ll do it, and I’ll do it good.”
Love is not just for the one whom you adore.
Love is for everyone and so much more.
Love is what would change wrong things to right.
Love is what would change our darkness into light.
August 21, 2022 for the Meaning of Love Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
“Write I will – until my heart stops – when the pen from my hand finally drops.” by author
I write about love and the beautiful dance
between those who fall into sweet romance.
I write on my hobbies, on everyday things,
and the wonderful joy a special day brings.
I write even on every favorite food
that I like to eat and movies I’ve viewed!
I write about friends whose paths cross with mine,
who shine like the stars when our planets align.
I write about family, sisters so dear,
and loved ones departed who’d brought me great cheer.
I write my philosophies. Strange some might be.
But I write of them if they matter to me.
I write of my Lord’s most wondrous creations,
of seasides, and mountains, and other locations.
I write of my homeland with plains green and vast.
My memories of it forever will last.
I write about creatures, both wild and tame,
and each precious pet that I’ve given a name.
I write on the gifts with which I’ve been blessed
and on life experiences that I’ve loved best.
I write on my hardships and sometimes on pain
and dreams I now realize that I dreamed in vain.
I write many ways, most often in rhyme -
oftentimes humorous, sometimes sublime.
I write and I’ll write until my heart stops -
when from my hand my pen at last drops.
My Inventory:
flashlights
high-performance yo-yo
poetry books
fishing poles
ice-fishing hut
regret
pocket knife
sharpening stones
laughter
boomerangs
passwords
life's artifacts
Grandpa's Fishing Hat
hope and joy
Guardian Angel
wooden snow-sleds
more poetry books
olde-tyme-radios
compassion
camping gear
Babar, the Stuffed-Elephant
Angel-in-a-basket
imagination
McCoy Cookie Jars
nature field-guides
forgiveness
Soup-friends
ties I don't wear
family heirloom recipes
suits I try not to wear
treasured photographs
170 poems
antique lamps
my Children's love
......and You
my Savior
....... Jesus Christ
Everyone has rolls when they bend over
When someone tells you you're beautiful believe them, they aren't lying
Sometimes we all wake up with breath that could kill a goat
For every woman glum about stretch marks another wishes she had them.
You should have more confidence, if you saw yourself the way others do, you would
Don't look for a man to save you, be ready to save yourself
It's okay to not love every part of your body, but you should.
We all have 1 friend who seems to have it together. The one with the perfect life,
well, you might be that woman to someone else;
You should be a priority not an option, a last resort or a backup plan
You are a woman, that alone makes you pretty damn remarkable !
Original Text From : Women Fighting For Women
a re-write from Mystic Rose
Summer
Beach
Plane
Cruise
Parties
Fun
I have tracked my New Year's Resolutions
over the years these are my fantastic results.
Resolution One
2011: I will try to be more attentive to Lauren.
2012: I will pay more attention to what's her name...ah...Lori...I know I'm close.
2013: I will try for reconciliation with Lo.
2014: I will try to be more attentive to Carol.
Resolution Two
2011: I will walk 35,000 steps a day this year.
2012: I will definitely start my walking routine this year at 10,000 steps a day.
2013: I will walk once a week.
2014: I will try to drive past a gym at least once a week.
Resolution Three
2008: I will not stare at women's cleavage .
2009: I will cut down the amount of time I stare at women's cleavage.
2010: I will stop being so obvious when I stare at women's cleavage.
2011: I will attempt to stop getting caught staring at women's cleavage.
2012: I will stop increasing the time I spend staring at women's cleavage.
2013: I will seek professional help as directed by the courts.
2014: I will try to stop starring at the female prison guards cleavage.
Resolution Four
2011: I will not let my siblings push me around.
2012: I will stick up for myself with at least one of my siblings.
2013: I will not let my siblings bullying depress me.
2014: I will talk to Dr. Potter and the group about my siblings.
Resolution Five
2008: I will read Clarissa this year all 1534 pages.
2009: I did not read Clarissa I will read Varney The Vampire all 866 pages.
2010: I will read the first 50 pages of Varney The Vampire this year.
2011: I will read some articles in the newspaper this year.
2012: I will try and finish the comics section this year.
2013: I will read one strip in the cartoon section this year.
2014: I will read the fortune cookie thingy the next time I have Chinese Food.
18~12~2014
Sponsor: Regina Riddle
Contest Name: New Year's Resolution
An amethyst sunset
splashed across the sky,
a rainbow after a storm;
majestic mountains
crowned with snow,
and a pristine lake
of cobalt blue.
A crimson cardinal
hopping across the lawn,
the purring of a cat
curled up in my lap, its fur
soft against my fingers;
wisteria hanging
in grape-like clusters,
infusing the air with its
intoxicating perfume,
and azaleas in full bloom.
The soft sigh
of a baby's breath
against my cheek, and
the innocent laughter
of children at play.
A hug from a friend,
my true love's kiss,
the arms of my grandchild
wrapped tightly
around my neck.
In all these things,
and so much more,
God's quiet voice
whispers,
"I love you."
11/12/15
For Brian Strand's All Yours (March 28) contest
Top 10 things my dogs have never said to me. Ever!
Number 10…"Can we get a cat?"
Number 9…"No,…As a matter of fact I`m not happy to see you."
Number 8…"That`s ok, you eat the rest of that rib eye."
Number 7…"Sorry about your friends leg, and of course i`ll pay for the pillow."
Number 6…"Do I need a mint?"
Number 5…"And where have you been?"
Number 4…"Is there a 12 step group for butt sniffing?"
Number 3…"Please!…Do not rub my belly or scratch my ears. "
Number 2…" You threw it…You go get it."
And the number 1 answer is!
"That`s your third beer ya know."
My mother, whom I still can call any day.
My grandparents all long-since passed away.
My dad, deceased, I hardly got to know.
My stepdad who sadly died years ago.
My daughter and her family so great.
My son, his wife and kids- all out of state.
Dear brother Dale who left this world too soon.
Fun Aunt Joan who passed away last June.
Church folks, old friends, and students I have known.
Peers from then and now with whom I’ve grown.
My sister Jenny, such a loving one.
My second sister Mel who is such fun.
Third sister Dori, from her ex now FREE.
Baby sister Thea – health nut like me!
Cousins, aunts and uncles, most still alive.
Nephews and nieces who by now all drive!
My friends in poetry who mean a lot.
Closest and sweet friends that I still have got.
Old boyfriends of my youth -(wonder where they are!!)
and my hubbie Joe who’s a super star.
March 17, 2021
for charles messina's List With A Twist Poetry Contest
Hospitals are designed
(a) to make you appreciate your bed at home
(b) to prompt many unanswerable questions
(c) to facilitate smooth patient care
(d) to never complain about your wife’s cooking again
Referrals to a psychiatrist are made when
(a) you become catatonic after having no sleep for a week
(b) after complaining about a noisy roommate you start convulsing with frustration
(c) you ask the nurse for a sleeping aid and she brings
warm milk
(d) You are all set for discharge but the Dr is delayed in surgery all day
Reflecting on a hospital stay makes you
(a) wonder how you survived the long nights
(b) vow never to eat chicken broth again
(c) appreciate there are no drafts behind when you get up for a walk
(d) note how quiet the house really is
I love pink rose flowers Kept safe by thorns on the flowers Big smiling sunflowers Wide face opening up to the red sun, flowers Ruffled white carnation flowers petticoats worn beneath the flowers Many colors of lily flowers Their cups make the perfect rain catching flowers Beautiful purple lilac flowers Each bud comes to make it's own flowers Daffodils known as buttercup flowers Beautiful little yellow spring flowers Big or small orchid flowers The smell from one fills the room like a bouquet of flowers The yard is filled with dandelion flowers Make a tea-make a salad flowers Yellow or white petals from daisy flowers He loves me-he loves me not flowers
Date Written: 8/6/2021
8/8/2021 Poem of the Day Winner "Beautiful Flowers"
"And"
2 Place
9/1/2021 The Marmite Poem Contest Judged: 9/1/2021
Sponsored by: Natasha L Scragg
Mum has been in a care home since dad died . I try to see her every day except when I’m unwell or on holiday. My dad gave my sister cash for 'travel' but she's never visited and for the last 2 years not sent birthday or mother’s day cards or rings her, so my visits are very precious to my mum.
When I visit my mum I take:-
One loving heart
Two arms to embrace her
Three ideas for memory games
Four funny poems to read to her
Five pounds if her wallet is getting low
Open ears ready to listen ...
Self control for when she is incorrect!
Tissues for tears of laughter not sadness
Willing hands when she needs help toileting
Patience for when she repeats herself
Writing Challenge 3, July 2019 - List - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Hear
3/8/19
For some reason, Thursdays find me warped both in a space of inertia and hyperactivity. Perhaps the anticipation from hitting work deadlines on a Friday creates havoc within my frail psyche.
Half-awake, I forget the kitchen's GPS--where is it?
With lungs soaked on oolong tea leaves,
Fingers dribble on a Japanese mug, now cold
And jaybirds' drowsy talk wouldn't bring me to reality
Car keys jangle by the table's edge...
I am on auto-pilot mode:
Until a quick bath reminds me there's LIFE after 6 am!
Hair swept in a bun, time screams fashion alert
Lunch comes goes as I stare on a white screen;
THE boss hovers by that I piano the board
Racing project's notes on page 3
Yet every darn line seems inane!
Finally, I get my groove
Come late afternoon, an outgoing box is cleared!
Whistling, these hips zumba in the room, well, lightly...
How feet race uptown to view jazz events
Reservations done
For winsome friends--our Saturday's thrill!
Evening crawls while I gorge on pasta
Then mild breathwork to release drained energy--
Netflix? Not! Thursday is my scourge!
How Breezes' tune carouses
When in a flash, night stars blind me
That something knocks me out--
An impertinent Friday afterthought, maybe.
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8/1/2019
Writing Challenge 3, July 2019 - List Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart