Best Rosie Poems
Kittens and Butterflies Contest
Sponsor: Eve Roper
~Rosie and Lady~
MORNING
A Painted Lady drinks nectar from a flower,
gathering pollen to nourish other plants,
a darling kitten, Rosie, seems lost full of glower,
Lady floats to her, as her crimson wings expand.
Gathering pollen to nourish other plants,
she sees Rosie alone while shedding a few tears,
Lady floats to her, as her crimson wings expand,
“I am confused and lost, thanks for finding me here!”
She sees Rosie alone while shedding a few tears,
a darling kitten, Rosie, seems lost full of glower,
“I am confused and lost, thanks for finding me here!”
a Painted Lady drinks nectar from a flower.
AFTERNOON
Alone they wandered far beyond the horizon,
Rosie smiles as she watches Lady flip and flap,
they journeyed into a dark cave, very surprising,
oh no, they were so scared and severely trapped!
Rosie smiles as she watches Lady flip and flap,
the darkness took over and left them alone,
oh no, they were so scared and severely trapped!
Finally sun peeked through and they went home.
The darkness took over and left them alone,
they journeyed into a dark cave, very surprising,
finally sun peeked through and they went home,
alone they wandered far beyond the horizon.
~Date Written: March 15, 2016~
Categories:
rosie, animal, butterfly, cat,
Form:
Pantoum
Dear Rosie so sweet, no so clue
Less I long for the day you grow and you bloom
How I wish for your petals to not fall but rise
But you are no fool for my pretty little lies.
I owe you for nothing and for nothing I owe
Longing for a simple smile and a lifeless hello
You never see me straight ahead
treating me like the dirt for your rose bed.
I am no Freesia full of passion and joy
I am a Daisy known not to tell of your judgment and sour pollen tube
Tell I will when the sun arises
Tell I will when you all seem too good to bloom
So now your leaves fall as they do
I continue to wonder how you grew
You smell bad and look Astray with you big stem which don’t stand straight
Do not look at me for help when you follow the flow
Keep sitting still and be gone
You say that makes no sense but I was doing it for years
So stand still, be strong and most of all hold on
Finally, it is my time I watch your petals fall and mine will arise
Categories:
rosie, 10th grade, anti bullying,
Form:
Narrative
She stands beautiful, pride in the sky
The first lady of my countryside
Watching over both town and tide
I'm gonna climb her one more time before I die.
Cast my ashes way up there
High into the Cleveland air
One hard morning still and fair off Rosie
Watch them come driftin' down
Settled now on hallowed ground
Home at last, safe and sound on Rosie
Madly mystical in Summer's glow
Autumn colours enhance her so
The Winter maiden decked out in snow
Flowers in Spring begin again her wonder show
Cast my ashes way up there
High into the Cleveland air
One hard morning still and fair off Rosie
Watch them come a-driftin' down
Settled now on hallowed ground
Home at last, safe and sound on Rosie.
In a graveyard not far from her
Stands a gravestone cherished with care
The last haven my parents share
Maybe my dust in the north wind's gust will carry there.
Cast my ashes way up there
High into the Cleveland air
One hard morning still and fair off Rosie
Watch them come a-driftin' down
Settled now on hallowed ground
Home at last, safe and sound on Rosie.
HEAR ME SING THIS IN CONCERT ON YOUTUBE: Louis Spence. Rosie Song.
ROSIE is the common local name for Roseberry Topping, a hill of 1000 feet
height which dominates our local landscape
THANK YOU
Categories:
rosie, morning, nature, sound,
Form:
Idyll (Idyl)
There was a young lady named Rose,
who developed a run in her hose.
When her big toe stuck out;
she got zapped with the gout:
Now what Rosie does best,
is to limp all about.
Categories:
rosie, character, girl, humor, nonsense,
Form:
Limerick
Yo listen up babe
Had an ache in my head
So I swallowed a Bayer
Had a slight fever
So I took a chill pill
Had my eyes set on you
And your façade
So I call on sir Cupid
To help me along
With some love potion
Number ..69
Everything was Rosie
So I thought
Rosie this Rosie that
Best I ever had
She was so fine
We danced we wind
And dined
Till the early morning light
It is written it is said
We kissed
And off we went to bed
A dream came to me
Turned into a nightmare
Oh God
I'm Hiv..
All rights reserved
A.camacho jr.
1996-2015
Categories:
rosie, betrayal, crazy, dark, deep,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Ravishing Rosie Redbud raced red roadsters rapidly down the roadside.
Racing recklessly, Rosie Redbud rammed Roger Reynold's red ranger,
resulting in ruined wrecks and a raving, ranting Roger.
Ravishing Rosie wreaked havoc with tongues.
For Gwen's Tongue Twister contest
Categories:
rosie, funny, red,
Form:
Alliteration
I chose a career in grooming, of course,
and went at it with total force,
the days are long, and stressfull, of course,
but a career without passion, to me,
would be much worse,
As I look into this senior dogs eyes,
I see nobility,
and that she's wise,
comfortable in her fur and skin,
and the world in which she lives,
Golden Retriever, is her breed,
she's a beauty, yes indeed,
Rosie on my grooming table,
her age is ten,
yet she's very able,
I'm a groomer trying for perfection,
blow drying her golden red fur,
section by section,
Rosie makes a leap of action,
off the grooming table,
she shoots me up a look,
of total satisfaction,
for me, this makes my days worth while,
to see her inner canine smile.
Categories:
rosie, animals, career,
Form:
Rhyme
I could tell you about the souls that I borrow,
the words that I swallow,
but that is my own sorrow.
Let's stick to me,
because after all these years you still do not see;
that what you have got is really me.
Last night I wrote you a poem,
about how lovely you looked in that new gown.
You returned me a frown.
You told me ":Let's talk about you for a change."
My writings just don't seem to do.
But what can I tell you?
I thought you already knew,
your dear Edward, a writer that's true.
Just listen, to these words that I brew.
There is not more to me, then there is to you.
Categories:
rosie, love, writing,
Form:
Narrative
Roses are red
Rosie is blue
Wondering where
Her boyfriend Fred
went to
He left in a hurry
In such a flurry
His mind a a blurry
Thinking of Rosie
Giving her posies
An afterthought
Instead he thought
two bouquets of
Red lovely red roses
for valentine's Da\y
With a card added
Telling her of how
He feels about her now
Categories:
rosie, boyfriend, feelings, flower, girlfriend,
Form:
Rhyme
When did the children stop embracing
The wind in their hair
Downhill racing, bright orange skies
With no due care
When did they all go home and scrub up their smiles
No longer free spirits to roam
With hours to while
Away with friends down by the railway track
Find a new hiding spot
Sharing cheap wrappered snacks
Whispering secrets
And a fight for their space
What happened to good ole fashion dirt
Smeared as a memoir, now
Replaced
By sterile little ones
Squashed within dry stone walls
Electrical wizardry
Beats, muddied deflated balls
Why did the children decide now
To stay at home
No longer free spirits
Til dusk out to roam
No longer bicycles skipping ropes
And girls chewing gum
High heels on tiny feet
Impersonating mum
No longer unkempt hair pursing their friends
No longer blood brothers
Promised to the end
Poor little ones gaze at a two dimensional spot
Wish they'de step outside
Rosie cheeks the vision that time forgot
Categories:
rosie, life, nostalgia, children,
Form:
Free verse
* For Catie's contest
Rosie was relaxing in her kitchen
Alone she sat, friends at a convention
So lonely, no one to wine and dine
At her Hammond estate on Lake Michigan so fine
Munching on Tid-Bits that had the taste
Well…let’s face it…of nuclear waste
Medicine she had taken to ease the pain
Of an insomnia-induced migraine
Wearing only her husband’s Spandex boxer shorts
A knock at the door; “Vacuum salesmen!” her retort
Tried to freshen her breath with Listerine soaked tissue
But the medication was developing another issue
She felt her mind drifting through wormholes of space
Not even a UFO had found this place
In Dire Straits now, she stared at lunar craters
That were filled by eerie invaders
She beheld a strange species of alligators
“We need a new gig,” said one of predators
The reptile approached her hungrily
“And you look like a grand prize of culinary”
But suddenly she sneezed; it broke the spell
And now she was back home in vacuum salesmen hell
She awoke in her kitchen and trashed the medication
Knowing she sorely needed a lengthy vacation
*Dedicated to late Soup member Tom Bell.
Categories:
rosie, funny, imagination
Form:
Couplet
Written for my wonderful daughter,
Ella Rose who is the love of my life.
For she's my itty bitty precious rose,
So delicate with a distinct written prose.
She's everything I hoped she'd become,
A little sassy girl and sorta high strung.
Peaches on a pie with a cherry on top,
So sweet and silly always going non-stop.
A beauty mark on her upper right cheek,
And a china doll when she falls asleep.
All the boys out there aren't good enough,
Her daddy thinks there's no one to trust.
Absolute daddy's petite little angel,
See my Ella is so precisely faithful.
Big almond shaped deep brown eyes,
I love her to and from Heaven's bright skies.
Categories:
rosie, beauty, blessing, cute love,
Form:
Couplet
Turned down by a Spanish caballero
Rejected by an Egyptian Pharaoh --
Rosie had real good looks
But the girl couldn't cook --
Hitched an old bird who ate like a sparrow
Categories:
rosie, food, marriage,
Form:
Limerick
Rosie O Rosie
Rosie, O Rosie!
What have we here, my dear....
These look like regular deposits into your bank account...
Rosie, O Rosie!
O my God, look at each individual amount....
We are told these were all cash deposits as they come...
Rosie, O Rosie!
What's your secret for generating such wealth...
Little wonder Bolehland drowns in 1 trillion debt by LGE's diligent count....
Rosie, O Rosie....
Were you that greedy or were you just plain dumb...
With 2millions in a single account, why didn't you run...
Rosie, O Rosie....
You have have multiple bank accounts...
Total amount of cash will be in billions from these accounts...
Rosie, O Rosie....
Your should have dropped those Birkins bags and run...
Forget the seized petty cash, Rm120 millions, bags and all...
Rosie, O Rosie....
With all your billions and Hermis Birkins bag collection....
Looks like now they are no longer available for your selection....
Rosie, O Rosie....
You now only have the Rakyat's sincere and deepest sympathy....
Why didn't you quietly escape earlier to some Arabian country...
Rosie, O Rosie....
http://www.sarawakreport.org/2018/05/rosies-billion-ringgit-bank-account/
Categories:
rosie, anger, celebration, community, corruption,
Form:
Free verse
The teacher asked Rosie
"What rhymes with Blue?"
Rosie replied,
"Kalamazoo!"
Mommy asked Rosie,
"What rhymes with Sam?"
Rosie replied,
"Alakazam!"
Granny asked Rosie,
"What rhymes with Snow?"
Rosie replied,
"Kokomo Joe!"
Categories:
rosie, child, humor, mother daughter,
Form:
Rhyme