Best Sis Poems
Don't leave me hanging sis !
I came out of no where with an agenda on the mind.
Joining the soup to be near my favorite one
knowing she is not hard to find
a game I did not plan to play
Until he called upon the first round.
giving it my best shot
than came round three and more.
The poets here I started to explore
Not taking my poetry seriously
The writing just happen naturally
now I see why she visits everyone at the soup.
My sister who puts on a show with words
Is adored by her very own group
the Destroyer was my pet name
She gave me when I was young
So envious of her, I broke the head of her only dolls.
using her poetry was the way she tortured me
sitting me down while she read me her stuff.
Inside me she bestowed a poet of mischief
Now I like to tease everyones mind with words
I hate this poem..... Lol..don't read it... It was a joke way back than
(((for contest**Leave me hanging)))
"I'm in love wit you"
is such a strong phrase
Keeps me guessing
leaves me in a daze
puting me a new phase
Making me wonder if I mean it or not
I can't say it
I can't break your heart
I love you
But I'm not in love wit you
not now anyways
Maybe we can progess
into something new
and I can finally someday say "I'm in love wit you"
My sis Chris has a mole upon her back
Theyv called her to the hospital
Coz its a little bit black
Im waiting on her now
Shes having it removed
I really hope she is ok
I bet she will b bruised ??
I sat staring at the people
And wondering what to do
So i started jotting down this ditty
I thought Id write to you
I got on second verse
I looked up in the air
Then i thought I saw a nurse
But twas my sister standing there??
How was it Chris I asked
She was red upon the cheek
“Well iv had it taken off
They may phone me in a week”
“The nurses was so nice”
She says
“I really cant complain
So I wont be dreading it
If I have to go again”
Ah well I said, thats fine i said
Dont worry pet, Im here
We’ll get the train, youre not alone
You need not ever fear ??
She used her phone to ring her man
To give him all her news
& at the end it made her cry
Coz he finished with “love yous”***
She looked at me & gave a sigh
I hugged her close to me
I saw her tears, they touched my heart, i joined her with cry
Come on lets walk & cross this road, we rid our tears with winks
We hurried on, she found two chairs
I went & ordered drinks
Not alcohol, Oh heavens
No
Not for our Chris & me
Theres nothing better, nothing nicer than a cup of tea??
So rest we did & after that
We went to Fenwicks shop
The clothes were candy to our eyes
Our Chris she bought a top??
Well we spent abit of time & then we caught our train
We got to Berwick,
Said our goodbyes
& both drove home again??
Moral of this ditty
Is very plain to see
In every situation
We stay together
Our Chris & Me??????
Rah! Rah! Rah! and a Sis Boom Bah!
Everyone stand up and cheer
A more upbeat poem you'll never find
Pay attention and listen here!
Funny how moods go up and down
Like a proverbial yo-yo
Maintaining a balance is a full time job
Life's like a bucking bronco
Survival of the fittest is what it's about
Rule's been around forever
Keep on top, don't let down your guard
Be true to every endeavour
Eventually you'll accomplish all your goals
Maybe sooner or maybe later
Depends on so many unknown factors
Don't just sit there as a spectator
Make it happen keep on top of your game
Don't waiver, flinch, or pause
Winners always keep their eye on the prize
Forever stay true to your cause
Rah! Rah! Rah! and a Sis Boom Bah!
Stay focused, me buckeroos
Happy or crabby, giggly or cantankerous
Can't blame nobody else but you!
© Jack Ellison 2013
It’s only been a little over 4 months since you’ve been gone;
That’s 126 days or 3,024 hours or 181,440 minutes…much too long.
I miss you sister, each and every day.
I wish I could hear you laugh and the things you’d say.
The way you’d say “awkwaaarrrd” and “chit”;
Miss your friendship, your love, your humor…all of it.
You were always just a call or text away.
I miss the long talks we had nearly every day.
I miss your “Lucy” stories and all the laughter;
You would do something funny and tell me after.
Sister, you were my best friend and always there.
So much has transpired, things I wish with you I could share.
I want to tell you about our latest Vegas trip and the show,
Purple Reign, you would have loved it, I know.
I told the Prince impersonator that you were Prince’s #1 fan.
I told him you went to heaven; he kissed my cheek, what a compassionate man;
He said he was so sorry, hugged me and said, “Sweetie, God bless you”.
I felt your presence and knew you were up there smiling too.
Every time I hear a Prince song, I say, “Hi, sis”.
I know you’re living in heaven, in eternal bliss.
Knowing you’re with our Lord and Savior in Heaven,
Makes my grief and sadness feel like someday it may lessen.
Memories of you, sis, are etched forever in my heart and mind.
A sister and best friend like you, I will never find.
You were unique and one of a kind.
You left so many friends and loved ones behind.
We miss you and wish you were still here.
Yet, having faith in our Lord makes it clear
That one day we will see you again.
It wasn’t goodbye, instead it was “until we see you then,
In Heaven,” you’ll be there to greet us at the pearly gate.
When God calls me home, I won’t hesitate.
Until then, I’ll miss you sister, each and every single day.
Please watch over your loved ones, I ask and to God I pray.
She has a PhD in Physics
works as a surgeon on the side
Four kids to date with one in the oven
across a Steinway, her swift fingers glide
But older sis calls her a ‘know-nothing’
‘cos the PhD thinks ‘all lives matter’
Ere she responds, younger sis pauses a minute
then smiles ~ ‘Perhaps me, you flatter’
gw rhyme June 21, 2022
The Devil still plumbs the abysses
But girls know his serpent just hisses
If you really care
Let Eve tell you where
She pisses she misses French kisses!
My silly sis who I do love and miss
You wonder why she cries and laugh as hard
Then sing or dance with such an awful twist
Or chat with anyone without regard?
The food that Ate ate, was it too sweet?
Or just o'erjoyed in tears to be back home?
With family and friends she longed to meet
Our little ones she kissed have all now grown
To be away so oft has been her lot
For all her life did work herself to death
That those unwell and weak in pain might not
The faint back home she never did forget
I've no more mom, yet have an eldest sis
What else is there a baby bro could wish?
Each of the man-made public disruptions,
Experts say is an unforeseen crisis;
But since they profit from planned destructions,
I am begging you, please don’t go cry sis.
They pre-plan cruel war in people’s back yards,
Wrecking mayhem with killer devices.
Though news says it appeared out of the blue,
It’s their plan all along, so don’t cry sis.
And since war always spurs on inflation,
That is where central bank’s paradise is.
Their fiat money increases with death;
So who’s the killers? For them don’t cry sis.
If the U. S. dollar’s on its last leg,
Then falling empire’s use many vises.
Like foresaid war, division, chaos, hate,
If we learn their ways, there’s less need to cry sis.
And since lately there’s high interest rates,
Countries can’t afford paying debt prices.
So they’ll fool us to fight their dirty wars,
But they’re not worth the fight, so don’t cry sis.
So if we read and learn from history,
And don’t show up for their ginned-up crisis,
We’ll remember we’re one big family;
And that joy, is the reason to cry sis.
A middle-aged woman named Jill
Believed she was over the hill
Then pizza-boy Fred
Delivered in bed
And now she's gone back on the pill
Teenage lads soon knocked on her door
With iPhones recording the score
The smiles on our street
Are a treat to greet
For Jill's not alone anymore!
Hey my brave poetry sis from across the pond,
We don’t comment too often but we have a,
Common bond,
Our Greek blood is what makes us fighters,
We will forever be avid poetry writers,
You are in my thoughts every single day,
And I do stay still sometimes so that I
Can pray,
I hope you listen to the medical staff and
Every Doctor,
I’m sure you keep them amused, remind them
You are only a lodger,
That you are looking forward to going
Back home,
Where you can do as you like in your very
Own zone,
First eat well and carefully do your exercises,
This will definitely be good and energize
You,
I know that you had and have a great deal
Of pain,
You might in the first couple of weeks have to
Use a cane,
Paint it a bright red, azure blue or a candy
Floss pink,
And remember us all for you must know, that we
Think
Of you and wish you the best, a speedy recovery
My dear friend,
I would hope that you will leave pretty soon,
And that you are on the mend,
Love you dear sis,
With hugs and a kiss.
You stole my toy
You stole my man
You stole my cash
You stole my van
You stole Mom's love
You stole Dad's too,
But no matter what..............
Sis' I still love you.
Super humans don't exist, at least that's what I thought until I met an
Intelligent person in my classmate when we were just three.
Xerophyte describes our attitudes towards life. She so hot, she makes
Tabasco look like ice. But don't be fooled by her
Appearances, tick her off and you'll see my sis' fist in your face.
So trust me when I say you'll be famous
One day. No matter what they say
On the sky you'll shine brighter than any other star because my
Narcissuses are never wrong about life.
Must we have such talent that
Excludes us from our families?
Tao we try but never
Endure. We must choose our own path and
Obscure our past.
Rippled waves of thoughts run through my brain.
P.S. Sixta is my sis. We've known each other since pre-k and our birthdays aren't even a
month apart!
My sister is a one of a kind
She sometimes can be annoying, but I don't mind
I love her, I can not lie
No matter what I will be by her side
I promise to always be around
I will try and make you feel safe and sound
You are my little sis yes you are....
And girl you will always have my heart
Tom and his sis hopscotched at the playground
Like two kangaroos going round and round
Their hops filled with wiggles
Here and there, more giggles
Two sock rockets orbit and soon touch down
11/22/22
Children's Limericks Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Eve Roper
10/10/6/6/10
3rd