Best Surprised Poems
turned quick nose to nose
comfort felt in knowing kiss
lovely your surprise
Surprised-Flies fly without a clue as to why...
Flies’ that are gifted with big fly eyes
Brand new to this life,
Surprised-Flies simply just fly, without a clue as to why…
With such big fly eyes
Surprised-Flies fly without a clue as to why.
Surprised-Flies look at the view, through two big eyes—
With such tiny minds, clueless flies are always surprised.
Surprised-Flies eyes may have as high as 4,000 lenses in one single eye—
Even with their remarkable eyes—with such tiny minds—
Surprised-Flies just simply fly without a clue as to why.
Do you want to know what’s going on inside of the Surprised-Flies’ minds;
Looking at the world through big fly eyes
That may have almost 4,000 lenses in one single eye?
But not one single thought’s in the Surprised-Flies’ mind that simply just fly without a clue as to why.
If Surprised-Flies simply just fly without a clue as to why—?
Then I think now is the time to look at the world through the eyes of a fly.
Surprised-Flies just simply fly, with such tiny minds and no clue as to why.
Well
People just think and think all the time,
We make simple things difficult with our really big minds.
Then
In order to find the real reason to why,
Surprised-Flies simply just fly without a clue as to why—
Then put on your fly eyes and simplify your big minds…
Imagine the things that you’ll see, through the eyes of the fly!
Ironic Zinc
June 29, 2015
Red geraniums
Next to the backdoor
In the alleyway
Behind the bookstore
My folks said I have a gold butterfly,
That lives within till the day I die
To keep me safe from all adventures made;
And guide my walkways as these fingers prayed.
But while I grew in the movement of time
My paths escaped me like splatters of grime,
For this heart that endured a trail of cares
Became torn with seasons’ weight of repairs.
Across the glass pane, hues bathed on the mound
Cocooned in her nest , a gold monarch crowned …
Though feeling low from life's dreams unaddressed
I wondered if she came , an omen blessed.
My mouth froze, O this vision of surprise
A pageant of twinkling gold butterflies!
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9/11/2017
Silent One’s Contest: Poems that paint a picture
Mrs Potato Head
Mrs Potato Head's image surprised
That can't be me it's someone else I see
I still feel young in my heart and pint-sized
The mirror tells lies, it’s true believe me.
That can't be me it's someone else I see
She'd an idea that'd get weight shifted
The mirror tells lies, it’s true believe me
Then cut herself to a chip, weight lifted.
She'd an idea that'd get weight shifted
I still feel young in my heart and pint-sized
Then cut herself to a chip, weight lifted
Mrs Potato Head's image surprised.
18th July 2021
Pantoum Rhyme 1 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
Image no. 3
Thought himself still young
Heaven reckoned far away
Surprise was all his
(c) Demetrios Trifiatis
21 June 2016
A happy go lucky guy was he,
until the "thread" of bad health set in.
As the many years passed by, there would be times our "silence" would abound.
We would always say I Love You on the phone,
we wanted our "fathomless" love to be heard.
The day the phone call came in was a surprise,
the "breathless" words said your brother is not doing well.
I can still remember the silver "hair" shaping his face,
his deep "dark" "green" eyes looking out into space.
In life some thing’s cannot be fixed,
my "heart" has been broken into a million pieces over this.
He is in the "beautiful" place they call heaven, singing with all the "birds" and angels together.
2/21/2020
(He passed away Nov 2019.)
1 Place Writing Prompt - Ten Words Contest Judged: 3/10/2020 Sponsored by: Dear Heart
I am not surprised
by America's
surprisingly
old development
happening
in new developments
This is the reaction
of what happens
when black
reaches the white house
There's no more
mass exodusse
of neighborhoods
or churches.
There's nowhere
else your hate can go
It will ooze,
and pour out and
devour wherever you go,
We shouldn't be surprised
Having seen the cornering
of this monster
attack for no apparent reason
it has been loose
for centuries
Now, we can finally
start locking
hate away and throwing
away the key,
I will forgive you
If you'd only respect me.
Love and like are too foreign
of an object
You'd touch a thing
that landed here
deep from outer space
before ever reaching
out to touch me.
I am not surprised
how this hate has grown
and consumed
an entire country.
It all began when we
forgot how to
recognize empathy
Your skin was once
the color of mine
I just stood in the light
longer
That fact
shouldn't be a surprise
A monk is kissed by a woman
Can you remember?
Can you feel?
remember her lips
The gentle cusp of her cheek
Her pretty eyes
God be thanked for the vision of women
are you happy?
feel contented?
are you flattered?
But all she did was to kiss you
And she a stranger out of the blue
Was there a message?
A point?
A call for help perhaps
Was she a person of the night?
Sent to tempt you into sin
Oh Brother be steadfast
And stay content
You are God’s anointed
Sworn to service only him
She is not surprised
that he brings up the past,
if he keeps it up
their relationship won't last.
He thinks she has cheated on him
and this was never true,
she has felt sadness for years
he leaves her feeling blue.
Doesn't matter where they live
things are always the same,
says she's screwing the neighbours
he always plays the same game.
She doesn't know why he does this
maybe he is trying to hide the fact,
that all the years they've been together
he's been messing around behind her back.
These are the cards that are dealt
in this harsh game of life,
she is not at all surprised
he brings nothing to the table but strife.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
May.25/2015
I had the title and the first four lines thought up, before I started writing them and this is what I had ended up with.
I’m surprised it took so long
For you to tell me how you felt
Usually it comes faster
BAM right up in my face
An ugly little monster
That has become my friend
because that’s really the only one I got
Except for those that few
From places of all different states
Yet none believe
I’m an annoying tragedy
But I’m sure its about time
You told me off
You set my place
The freak among freaks
Is still the only one
Left alone
Singled out
But I’ts about time
I’m surprised it too so long
When I closed my eyes and looked within,
I'm surprised to see my dragons smile.
'Coz fire was around,
Storm had passed,
Lightening had struck
And their wings were nearly broken...
But still they're looking eye to eye.
Telling me, Mother I'm fine.
Telling me,
We can conquer the skies.
ask her about me and you'll be surprised.
she used to be mine, i used to be her man.
ask her about me and you'll be surprised.
she'll tell you i was the bad man.
that i was a monster to her loving and caring heart.
i was never a lover, i was stupid, i had nothing.
so to her love life style I DID NOT QUALIFY.
ask her about me and you'll be surprised.
man this is how it is,maybe how i should accept it.
no matter how right a man is
to the eye of a women he is the one always wrong.
this people problems the problem.
The Living Poet
Maphatlalatse Masta Rj
I don’t remember why, but the boy who lived in the house we gathered in front of
Got his BB gun from the garage, took aim, and shot me in the arm.
We were friends.
I think it surprised us both.
Original Poem BB Gun: A Poem in Three Parts
Excerpt submitted 11/14/21
They wanna put me on the spot
But you know I'm in the parking lot
Speaking on things you don't know
I'm on the top but my lowest low
Talking down but still gotta look up
Don't want love just wanna hookup
Never been fake never been disguised
So when I come up don't act surprised