Best Old Poems
Below are the all-time best Old poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of old poems written by PoetrySoup members
Where The Sycamore Grew
old, autumn, family, house, life,
The sun-yellow house seems smaller somehow,
regarding it now, with our time-worn eyes...
The street seems narrower, and the trees are taller..
Where once open fields spanned...
I want your SEEDS
adventure, funny, old,
**"And his name was Jack"**
No one perceives what abides above the clouds.
A giant, a harp, maybe golden eggs.
I demand to see and feel...
Sailing the Seas In A Pecan Tree
The wind billows out from the seat of his britches
With determined eyes, skinned knuckles and knees
He climbs up the rails nailed from old cedar pieces
childhood, loss, sadold, child,
The old man sat with eyes closed, dozing in his chair
Until a little voice he heard say “Grandpa, are you there”.
He gazed upon a...
This Song is for my Mother
old, angst, death, dedication, depression,
This song is for my mother
Let her hear me cry
I couldn’t bring myself to write it
‘Til this darkened day arrived
A song about old promises
Ageless Seeds Of Simple Joys
old, age, appreciation, happiness, hope,
When walking in splatter of Spring's anticipated rains
blessed is the youth in you, if wearing no shoes;
further given if you can then see rainbow hues
Ignorance is definitely a description of bliss
Look at Washington if you don’t believe this
They are never on target, they always miss
Their biggest decision is whose...
The Old House
old, childhood, family, house, memory,
Seven generations walked through your door,
Which stood so strong and always welcomed in.
You said goodbye when boys headed to war,
Two soldiers lost to battles they...
The Shadow of Me
age, love, me, old,
It was a long time ago, in another age
Where the shifting of the wind
Knew where I began
A place so far away,
Somewhere distant, in childhood...
Sweet Ghost Valentine
old, lost love, love, me,
An old house I am led to -it is the symbol of
Memories in cobwebs - like those of old lost love.
A storehouse for so many...
old, age, beauty, blessing, judgement,
"bag of bones"
I wonder if when you look at me
You can't bring yourself to like the vanity
Lost somewhere inside...
The Special Rose
grandparents, lonely, love, old,
She sits and rocks, so gently back and forth
Her chin leaning heavily on her chest.
In her hands she cradles, one flat waxed rose
And sighs as...
What Lurks Within
imagination, places, old, old,
What Lurks Within
I picture in my mind an old colonial room,
With a door to the garden where my flowers can bloom.
A window in the...
fantasy, space, old, star,
When I gaze far off into the night sky
The chaos is not pleasing to the eye.
Seems there was never an overall plan
When the beginning of...
fantasygirl, old, sweet, water,
Once in a forest, a long time ago,
there dwelt a young maiden, bright, sweet and fair.
Flowers she wore in her long wavy hair,
and each day...
allegory, old, me, old,
Old and ugly and well married is the visage
that I carry, and yet, there is another world
that keeps opening up its magic door.
It sends me...
Just an Old Memory
fantasy, lost loveheart, old,
She’s just an old memory of a younger man’s dreams
An image of love hard to find
I can still see her eyes, taste the joy of...
A Hound Dog Tale
came buzzing by
to rest and munch
and eat his lunch
and have some fun
on the hound dog's
The old dog
without a clue
lifeold, tree, old, tree,
A busy road.
A tree stump.
An old man.
Everyday at eight 'o clock
He sits there, cane tapping
just watching cars go by--
I among them
Such a lonely man
old, beautiful, deep, food, happiness,
A land unto its own as old as dirt
Condemned by voguish northern state of mind
This realm you'd be hard-pressed to disconcert
Though his'try would prefer it...
dark, memory, old, sad,
Nobody observes her leaving her room
wearing just her nightdress and red felt carpet slippers
Shuffling silently she slips out of the front door onto the street
What I Like
Don’t you know I like things sweet?
Sewage water and pickled feet
Noses that run like Kenyan jocks
And year old milk that’s kept in socks
Don’t you know...
The Old Truck in the Master's Hand
allegory, inspirational, lifeold, old,
The old truck hadn't been used in a while,
But it should be good for a few more miles.
Under the hood, the engine was rusty,
abuse, confusion, heartbreak, old,
He sits quietly in the corner of the room
and dabs his face removing the blood that
still gently trickles down his cheek. Flinching
from the pain...
old, beauty, body, faith, imagination,
Thank you for being patient,
Thank you for understanding I'm human, after all.
Forgive me for all the mischievous prank calls.
Much of what I...