Best Save Up Poems
I wish I’d had the courage to ask you
why you treated me so differently to my sibling
You gave her private education at Norland -
yet I did the same course but at the local technical college
You purchased a house for her -
yet I had to save up with my husband to buy our own
You paid for her driving lessons, bought her a car
whilst I had 5 casual jobs and paid for my own
You gave her money on tap
yet I’ve have had to work for everything we own
At the end of the day
you never treated me like I was your daughter.
Since you died …
Mum’s intimated you weren’t my father …
I wish I’d had the courage to ask before you died
NB Neither myself or mum have grieved in the five years since he died - as for my sister I have no idea, as she cut all contact with the family after she inherited part of dad's estate from me and mum.
Norland is a private college in Berkshire - it's where the Royal Nannies come from
awarded poem of the day 9/10/20
awarded trophy 9/29/20
Previously received n/a in courage Contest
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cook
09/09/20
Categories:
save up, confusion, father,
Form:
Free verse
Princess just wants a new car.
I have told her that hers will go far.
'Oh, it's really not cool
driving this crap to school.'
'Do I need that emotional scar? '
'The kids will all laugh at the rust.
When we race, I'll be left in the dust!
I will save up some cash
then we'll make a mad dash
to the car dealer surely you trust'.
'He will make us a wonderful deal
and I'm sure you will know how I feel.
I will love you so much,
My siblings... I won't touch.
Just get me behind a new wheel'!
Now she'll be cruisin in style.
She'll be happy for only awhile.
There will always be better
and we'll try hard to get her
a car that will make princess smile.
Categories:
save up, angst, daughter, family, funny,
Form:
Limerick
He worked at the local newspaper office.
I worked for his employer’s wife as a mother’s helper.
He had served his apprenticeship
and was now a full fledged printer
earning a magnificent sum of eight dollars a week.
My wages were three dollars per week.
Mrs. Miller found reasons for sending
me to the office frequently
and he was easy to talk to.
It wasn’t long before
he asked me to go to a movie
and I readily agreed.
Movies tickets at our local theatre
were twenty-five cents, usually.
The first movie we went to was called
“The Housekeeper’s Daughter”
starring Joan Bennett.
I don’t remember a thing about the story.
The next week he called again
and this time
the movie he wanted to take me to was
“Gone With The Wind”.
I protested that it was too expensive.
This time he would have to spend
fifty cents each on tickets
and the movie was so long that
there was an intermission
and I knew he would want
to buy refreshments, but
I didn’t take much persuading
and we went all out for that
evening of entertainment.
This time I did remember the story.
From that evening forward ,
he was a daily caller at our home
and my mother did her best
to keep him fed.
Most of our dates were merely
a stroll down town and back
as we had no car.
We heard on the radio that
Major Bowe’s Amateur Hour
was coming to a bigger town
about thirty miles away
and both of us decided we would like to
attend that function.
Money would be a problem
on our wages, so we decided
to save up for it.
One of us bought a dime bank and
we each put any spare dime we could,
into the bank.
It held five dollars.
We managed to have
five dollars worth of dimes
by the time the big day arrived.
Dad lent us his car
and off we went.
I don’t know what the tickets cost
but we had enough to buy them
plus enough to
indulge in an ice-cream soda
at the big town soda fountain.
1940 was the year our story started.
In March of 1941
he left for Detroit, Michigan
where he had heard he could find work
at a decent wage.
He sent a telegram
that he’d found a job
at $50.00 a week.
He had a minister and marriage license.
I had never been away from home before
but I traveled to Detroit and
we were married in July of 1941.
Honorable Mention
.
Categories:
save up, lovetime, me, time,
Form:
Narrative
please Lord, wait for me
i know i am not ready
for Your face i would like to see
i am in no way steady
as i need only You to be free
remember Saviour when she
anointed You as she was dreary
for she knew her salvation You’d be
i see that same hope in You verily
but please Lord do wait for me
unstoppably she wept
nothing could stop her sobs
but still persistently she kept
anointing You with expensive drops
of a scent that expressed that she’s crept
for years in pain with teardrops
she could hardly crawl or limp except
when You’d give her strength for little hops
to get her by as she’d perhaps dreamt
Lord wait i beg for with hope my heart throbs
tears of praise rolled down her face
did she mind that all eyes were on her?
eyes that unlike hers failed to see Your Grace?
her valuable tears washed as she dried with her hair
Your feet which she then with a kiss did embrace
You gave her hope in a world abruptly unfair
in her was seen faith for which the world did long graze
Lord with her that unwavering faith I’d like to share
please Saviour take me with to that Heavenly place
i want to go to Your home to cast away every care
but how i ask do i joy in the Lord of salvation?
when my acts exceed the most abominable?
my hair is too short to show the compassion
that she showed for I’ve guilt unpardonable
of tears I’ve run out because every situation
and challenge I’ve failed did my heart disable
they have hardened me and now i lack sensation
with no savings to purchase i am unable
to afford that costly alabaster box of great distinction
Lord have you got time that’s ample?
Jesus, i implore thee with all my heart
for Time isn’t on my side Lord lowly and meek
save a helpless one like me who’s had it hard
please give me more time to go and seek
for more time to save up and run to the mart
more time please for my hair to grow sleek
to collect your precious alabaster box wherever it art
more time to call back tears to run down my cheeks, to streak
so Lord please take your precious time from Heaven to depart
so you can take me with to Your home where nothing seems bleak
Categories:
save up, bible, blessing, forgiveness, gospel,
Form:
Free verse
To speak for those, who no longer have a voice,
were I to get it wrong, would they really have a choice?
No.., they didn't choose me as spokesperson, why would they?
I am not clairvoyant.
But they haunt my dreams still...cause me to rise, plead me to look back.
They won't let me alone, point in fact.
“I am waiting patiently. Goodbye my darlings"
Bill didn't have enough water to write much more than this.
Born on Valentine's day, with his heart set on Chubby,
eight days to dwell on a love that almost was, now missed.
Mia was a sad-eyed beauty, there's no denying that.,
she never got free the shadow cast, Ernie's early demise.
Though a mother's love, given and reciprocated,
found a fondness binding, throughout her short life.
Marty made the day special for friends and family,
never thinking of himself, a miracle and twin borne.
Forsaken in life's wishes, called only for justice seen,
lived life fitting of a brother they'll always mourn.
Save up the coins for the ferryman while you still can,
the days will bring swift recounting.
Leave lasting memory for love's empty hand,
and debts of the heart ever surmounting.
Categories:
save up, angel, brother, grief, i
Form:
Free verse
Each time I have a happy thought I'll put a penny in a jar,
hoping they'll save up to one day buy a fancy car.
Each time inside I'm filled with joy in will a nickel go,
to someday pay my travels to someplace where it snows.
Each time I add a dime it’s ‘cause good feelings that I get,
hoping it will help with my children not born yet.
Each time I add a quarter my smile has been passed to you,
this is sure to pay for tough times I will go through.
Each time I'm feeling pain or sorrow I'll add a dollar to be fair,
hopefully in the end there won’t be much cash in there.
Now the game is over, time to ensure my hopes and dreams,
I open the lid and to my despair, all I see is green.
Until I get some change I’ll just live off these dollar bills,
because obviously nothing else is keeping my jar filled.
Categories:
save up, life, sad, time, time,
Form:
I know I have been on repeat for 15 years
I lost all my originality when I was sick and stolen from
My guess is it poured out along with my soul and fears
chasing after my sanity as it flowed away in tears
Its hard to come up with inspiration when your on pause
trying to justify the actions of those who love you
or at the very least come up with a justified cause
one they could of chases based on misinterpreting something they saw you say
or do
But best laid plans and lost causes your once dream life was taken from you
with nothing but a barely believable story that I can only take accountability
for not being strong enough to stay in the right when they made moves to take
my light and say it wasn't true
confused in the dark is not a reasonable place to figure out culpability.
The only thing I have left in me because I shed my soul daily I dont save up
because I cant promise all good every day so let it go good or bad send it
home
and start fresh the next day but I can't shed the memory of the darkness and
the way out it stays in me like a circuit loop in a conduit.
So I can travel in the darkness to shed light on those who stay there and
hope they find hope to search for light because follow me or you when its
their fight is not the best way.
all this said and I am still not right I no I may be meant for darkness to help
others overcome.
if thats true what all the pain to keep me here
so much inner strength it takes to just find a smile and a way to help others.
heal
when all I could been is gone why is that the deal
unloved and alone for 15 years fighting a war that free others.
but dooms me to something that I cannot hate or regret only dred
Hope that i did bot deserve it that I volunteered otherwise I may die in
clovers
But surely it is hell that waits for me.
I feel so unheard I pour out words that are not great
but they would carry meaning spoken to anyone strong and meek
from ear to ear of peasants and kings
and these words will carry a truth for all who truth seek
Categories:
save up, angel, anger,
Form:
Free verse
Ever since I can remember
it was love at first sight
I'd put pinup on my bedroom wall
and dream about them every night.
I'd draw pictures in my school books
and drooled when I saw one on TV
They looked so pretty
I vowed to have one
two or maybe three.
I just loved their curvaceous bodies
that I saw in magazines
And how they were so tempting
and were always ready to please and tease.
It took me a long time to save up
I was so nervous it was my first time
I wasn't sure what to do
until a kind lady told me
''Darlin, I'll teach you a thing or two''.
The day finally came
and it wouldn't just be a picture in a magazine
it was going to be for real
and not just a dream.
I realized I was going to leave my childhood behind
and today I was to become a man!
I was so nervous but, I'd try the best I can.
I was shaking like a leaf
and the butterflies began to flutter
So I decided to take my best friend
a neighbor and my Mother.
Finally we reached our destination
I hesitated before I walked through the door
But when I sis WOW!
I'd never seen so many beautiful bodies before
How I longed to get my hands on one and get in with it
and make beautiful music and make her sing.
Then I noticed a curvy black one
sitting silently in the corner
She was all I dreamed about and more
I'd never seen such a beauty before
She had the most beautiful sheen
in the sunlight
The most beautiful Guitar I'd ever seen.
I paid the shopkeeper the money
and carried her over the threshold
in my arms
I was just a sucker for her charms
Since then
We have been through many emotions together
and will stay together
right to the last
She never lets me down even though she's highly strung
This is not just another love affair
this one is like a wife for life.
My Synthesizers?
Well that's another love affair
I'm a two timer I'm afraid.
Peter Dome.copyright. 2013.
_________________
Categories:
save up, humor, humorous, love,
Form:
Free verse
I’d save up all of my extra pennies in a shoebox beneath my bed,
And each night before I went to sleep I’d spend them in my head.
Sometimes I’d spend the whole darned stash on something just for me,
But sometimes I’d imagine myself on a less selfish shopping spree.
When Christmas came I’d take out the box and count whatever I had,
And try to decide how much I could spend on my brothers, mom and dad.
Way back then you’d be surprised what you could get for just a buck,
Coloring books, marbles and puzzles or maybe a toy pick up truck.
My dad would get a tie that could brighten up any room,
And for mom there was always a bottle of Walgreen’s best perfume.
I could buy a gift for each member of my family for just five ninety-eight,
And have enough left over for a Payday bar and go home feeling great.
Then I’d wrap the gifts and label them and put them beneath the tree,
I’d set them all towards the front so they’d see they came from me.
And after they’d opened their gifts and Christmas wishes had all been said,
I’d go upstairs and drop a couple of pennies into the shoebox beneath my bed.
Categories:
save up, funny, christmas, mom, christmas,
Form:
Light Verse
I only got one pair of shirt
And this old jeans I got on
And I don’t have that much money
I lost my job and my saving is gone
I don’t have a big mansion
High up on a hill With a Jacuzzi
I live in a one bedroom apartment
And my fridge is almost empty
I do not have a nice fancy car
To drive you all around town
But I got an old guitar
I can write you a sweet love song
But I do have love
And my heart is warm
If you are looking for true love
Then I’m the one
I think you are so beautiful
A beauty that time can’t erase
And if you give me a chance
I will love you for the rest of my days
All I have is my love
That I have confessed to you
And if you don’t want me around
Then like a river I’ll keep moving along
If you like to lie on the grass
Watching the stars in the night
And if the wind blows cold
i will pull you close and hug you tight
Love is all beautiful things
It’s for the rich and poor
I’m just a simple man
Bringing love at your door
Love isn't about money
But money can rent it for while
And not all happy faces
Carries a genuine smile
I think you are so beautiful
And I will give my life for you
I’m just a simple man
With a hole in his shoe
And if you got out with me
It won’t be to a seven star restaurant
There is a little mom and pops diner
With some table and chairs in the front
And after will walk under the moonlight
With cherry vanilla ice cream
And I write you a sweet love song
That I would like to sing
And if you hold my hands
We can take a stroll for hours
I save up enough money to buy
Some of your favorite jasmines flowers
All I can do is tell you
I think you are beautiful
And I’m just a simple man
Wish you was my girl
Categories:
save up, life, lonely, love, ,
Form:
Light Verse
I'm gonna try to be the President.
A major league baseball player.
I'm gonna try to be a football star.
A big casino winner.
I'm gonna try to drag around a fire hose.
Drive a hook and ladder.
Here's a few things, I'm gonna try to be.
I'm gonna try to be a winner.
Save up all my money.
Try to live it up.
I'm only just a beginner.
I'm gonna try to be a movie star.
A motion picture actor.
Then I'm gonna live it up, in Hollywood.
Become a top ten singer.
Here's just a few things, I'm gonna try to be.
I'm gonna try to be a winner.
I'm gonna try to be a winner..
Winner-Poetry By-Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2001,2014..
All rights reserved..
Categories:
save up, dream, fantasy, star,
Form:
Ballade
My dearest, sweet Daddy
I wish Australia wasn't so far away!
I can't just "pop over" to say hello
England is on the other side of the world
For one thing there's the cost
If the subject of money wasn't an issue
I'd be winging my way to you now!
When you told me you had Alzheimer's
I died a little that day
And what scares me so much, Daddy
Is when you won't know who I am
There are so many precious memories
That I hold in my treasure chest
Like the time you placed me
And my brother Scott
In a wired waste bin in Camperdown Park!
The reason for this strange action?
To make an unusual photograph
It certainly was funny
We peered at you through diamond shaped slats
Set against a brilliant smooth blanket of snow
I remember clinging on to your strong back
As I faced my fear of the swimming pool
You were my tower of strength, my refuge
As the water began to encompass me
And when the terror of the gasmask
Consumed me at the Dentist's Office
You went in first, to assuage my panic
There was no need for your check up
Then years later, when my appendix was removed
And the phobia gripped my very soul
You came to the anaesthetic room
Calming and soothing me as I drifted off
The clever things you made with your hands
The doll's house, ambulance and gurney
And the bust of Winston Churchill and car
Both fashioned completely out of sand!
Not forgetting the giant Queen of Hearts A-Board
And the washing machine hat
With "Brain washing" written on the top!
I cherished your words of wisdom
And you wiped away my tears
When I grieved for my husband
Also in the throws of Alzheimer's
Can you wipe away my tears now, Daddy
As I pen these words to you?
I need another of your cozy cuddles
And some more words of wisdom
I love you ever so much
And I need to save up all my pennies
To wing my way back to you
Before you forget who I am...
Your loving daughter, Diane
Categories:
save up, fatherwords, me, me,
Form:
Free verse
I want to eat
cheesy down home goodness
I want to be mozzarella vegan great
to eat the best flavors right off
a non-dairy plate
but, honest finance
has told me so
I will never know
vegan in this price range
I could stretch out my dough
I could save up multitudes of pennies
but let's face it
I will just have to
let the dream go
seventy-seven dollars
for vegan cheese
I guess sadly
vegan isn't for me
Categories:
save up, black african american, body,
Form:
Bio
There is only so much energy
Only so much I can expend
I must be wary and save up
For somebody who won’t pretend
I have only so much life force
Only so much that I can spare
I need to use it frugally
For somebody who’ll truly care
All my days on earth are numbered
Soon my precious time will be through
So please tell me, my pretty boy
Am I wasting it all on you?
Are you going to break my heart, boy?
Are you going to make me cry?
If you’re thinking to fool around
Then I’m going to bid you goodbye!
You see there is only so much, dear
My time and love are in demand
I don’t have an endless source, boy
So you had better take your stand!
Decide to be exclusive, boy
For my passion will make you burn
It will add days to your life, boy
You'll forget what it means to yearn
Life will not last a long time, boy
Please tell me that you’ve got a plan
Promise me I’ll never regret
Expending my life for my man!
Categories:
save up, satire, me, life, me,
Form:
Quatrain
Time is of the essence
In the time we have to share
Tomorrow's not a given
Yesterday's no longer here
So live life to the fullest
Love and laugh and sing
Stop dreaming of your wishes
And live out every dream
Forget about your heartaches
Take your losses all in stride
Go beyond what you thought possible
Let passion be your guide
Look back and always reaffirm
Commitments that you've made
Be a person of your word
Give thanks for each new day
Don't compromise your principles
Sit to the Lords right hand
Be kind, caring and compassionate
To your fellow man
Leave each place that you go
Better than you came
Know that friends and family
Are worth more than is fame
Give to those you see in need
With silver and or gold
And if money's not what they need most
Just be a hand to hold
Don't live beyond the means you have
Save up for rainy days
When you find your one true love
Don't let them get away
Admit when you are wrong
And be humble when you're right
Make sure to say I Love You
Before your head lays down each night
Don't put off till tomorrow
What you can do today
Cause time on earth passes fast
You'll soon be old and gray
Listen to your elders
And learn from what they say
Cherish every moment shared
Give thanks for memories made
Be not bitter when those you love
Are called to head on home
Give thanks for all the time you had
Be glad that it was known
Be sure to keep your head held high
Work hard in all you do
Remember of these words I wrote
And know that I Loved You!
Categories:
save up, boy, children, father son,
Form:
Rhyme