Best Tinker Poems
A pint size spit fire that you are.
A wreckless goth chic with a permanent scare.
She fought all the girls and half the guys.
broke more than a nail and never cries.
A loveless girl so mad at love.
When ya ask for a hug she'll
just give ya a shove.
At only seventeen she's a way better
drinker.
Most call her trouble .
But we just know her as tinker.
Loves poetry in dishing out pain.
talks lot of trash. And hits like a train.
Just joinned the hells angels.
I think this girls insane.
After she hit me with that tire iron
im really not much of a thinker.
Hell knows no fury.
Like a seventeen year old spitfire
called Tinker.
Dedicated to the real life Tinker Id say your name
But I like breathing to much.
Categories:
tinker, friendship, funny
Form:
Rhyme
Hand in hand two sprites on a magic flight
with wings of crystal glass and fairy light
they flew, inside an abstract sky of white
wing to wing, one was nimble one was bright
Wearing taffet gowns of silky swishes
they were often flourishing their wishes
blessing all with benign hugs and squishes
tiny pixies, no bigger than mom's dishes
They were sent to baby rooms and wee ones
they shone like light from fifty golden suns
but every now and then they goofed all thumbs
and landed in a cabbage patch, oh crumbs !
they flew like Peter Pan and Tinker Bell
with magic wands to cast a spell, pell-mell
they scurried this way that and then oh well
they crazed it up and then they cast a spell.
Feb 26, 2023
Sponsor Eve Roper
Contest Name Nursery Rhyme
Categories:
tinker, appreciation, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
Magically magical eyes,
Instigating skipped heart beats, while
Showcasing her own unique style,
Sparkle like the stars in the skies.
Truly, her beauty helps her rise
Instantly, carried by a smile,
Noticed from the furthest of miles,
Kept up on the highest of highs.
Exhuberant minds, hearts, and souls
Rise to the occassion, on wings
Built for angels with earthly goals.
Enchanting moments often bring
Levels of learned poetic roles,
Like the one that made my pen sing.
Categories:
tinker, dedication,
Form:
Italian Sonnet
A spit fire and one crazy chick.
One of a kind twisted the mind.
A first class tease drop ya to your knees
Sometimes makes ya question if both arent sick.
We found each other and sparks did fly.
I a said im wreckless drunk and crazy
She wrapped thoose arms around me and said
well so am i.
Takes a shot straight and hits like a man.
we had a hell of a first night.
Joking I said hey wanna knock over a seven eleven
to which she said sure whats the plan.
On the way to mexico she slaped my face saying you aint
so tuff.
Such a devilish angle.
forget sweet and soft she preffers it nice and ruff.
If i was to wonder I belive she'd set me on fire.
she can problay kill me fast but she'd torture me slow.
and for that kinda dedication i have to admire.
Placed my hand apon her knees she grapped it and put it
between her thighs.
I have to admit that bad girl makes more than my
blood pressure rise.
Cops said not since Bonny and Clyde a happier couple
did they ever see.
It's such a shame they wanna imprison tinker and me.
Ya know on the run when ya stop in every state
Wrestle ya probaly wont get far.
Had to sperate us when they relized were doing
more than snugglin in back of a cop car.
From Americas most wanted to Dateline NBC
Seems Americas newest fun lovin criminals
is Tinker and me.
Categories:
tinker, friendship, funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, peopleme,
Form:
Rhyme
It’s the beginning of best tinker week! Get up! Let’s go! Wake up! Come on!
The rest of the family has already gone!
I jump out of bed, excited of course, who will be the fastest? The best at the fix?
We dash up to the town square, where lies the tinker contest stage.
There are six finalists there, all snappy and sage.
Being eight, I do not understand it fully, but there’s my guy, my Uncle Moley.
Moley is wearing his usual slob outfit, bibbed overalls, and a plaid shirt that is slit.
He gives me a special look, a nod, and a wink. I love him so much, I give him a blink.
It would have been a wink if I had been good at those,
but I am not, and my uncle knows….
This year we are going to do something new, the mayor said.
There are weird boos from some, who are not right in the head.
Each tinker will fix one hundred pots and sixteen pans,
the annoying booing continues from out in the stands.
This is certainly bad sportsmanship, I whisper to my grandpa.
Curtains open to reveal the biggest pile of pots and pans I ever saw.
We stay and watch for a week and a day, some children are collected and grabbed away.
My Uncle Moley is the fastest fixer around, he wins the contest, it is announced all around.
The fastest is not always best, two meanies, Big Sully and Tom, two other tinkers grouse.
I do not care, longing for some sleep in my own nest, in my bed, which is waiting in my house.
Written 12-15-2018
Contest: Tinker, Taylor Sponsor: Julia Ward
Categories:
tinker, 10th grade, 5th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Circles and sticks.
Round holes that
don't fit.
Elementary
my dear.
Magic carpet cruise
down
crooked streets
of vacant use.
Nonsense.
Silly.
He was always
square.
Whoever surmised he
was cut from
the round?
Categories:
tinker, angst, life, loss, sad,
Form:
Free verse
Once came a smart tinker to Baltimore
He peddled his pots near a dry-goods store
He hawked them all in one day
For whatever folks would pay
Then hurriedly left and came back with more.
written January 19, 2022
Categories:
tinker, humor,
Form:
Limerick
Have you ever
Tinkered with a crowd
You have to speak up loud
Ring a bell or
Toot your horn
Blow your whistle or
Beat your drum
Sing a song or
Just hang out
Enjoy your laughter or
Kick box your way out
To meet the unthinkable
Another great Sumo Wrestler,
In this crowd
Categories:
tinker, imagination
Form:
Free verse
TINKER A RICH MAN--A POOR MAN
how you a rich man
and you got a mortgage due
shouldn’t you be through
what you want to give
and why is it’s hard to live
shouldn’t you be true
I am a poor man
and I can hardly stand here
make it on my own
you’re torn and bitter
sworn to deliver nothing
must you pay taxes
difference tween a rich
man and a poor man is this
poor pay more taxes
and if the rich don’t
be very careful it’s hard
getting in heaven
a rich man a poor
man whose more likely to give
a hand downtrodden
12/21/18
Tinker, Taylor Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Categories:
tinker, america, analogy, confusion, judgement,
Form:
Haiku
Love to play with word
where the the therapist
becomes the rapist
love evolves love
me squared becomes a meme
Chagrined by a silent e
using silent phonetic letters
the gnome needs to know
without an a aplomb
remains the sane
Categories:
tinker, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
A careful nonchalance she holds,
She dances on her twinkle toes.
Spin round faster, her hand she flicks...
No sleeve has she, but she has tricks.
Your eyes shall dart from here to there...
She acts as if she has not a care.
It seems she flies where the wind does blow,
In truth SHE tells IT where to go.
Lilies float about the pond,
They compliment her hair of blond.
She basks upon them all the time,
The sun all on her faces does shine.
Mystically she runs along,
In your heart she'll play a song.
What she has is not quite joy...
Look so sweet, seem so coy.
Categories:
tinker, imagination, nature, peace,
Form:
Rhyme
A tinker I will always be
If it wasn't for that
A tinker I would never be
I build this
And I build that
I tinker my life away
When I found you
I wanted to tinker you
But you said
Not today
I will let you tinker me
On Sunday
I will wait to tinker her on that day
I will bring my tool
That was made especially
For tinkering you
Sunday is here there is tinkering to do
Today we will tinker all day
On Monday I will sleep the day away
For my tinkering will be all done on Sunday
Date; 12/28/2018
Contest Name: Tinker Taylor Poetry
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Categories:
tinker, desire,
Form:
Free verse
A Doll,
Broken, fragile, porceline
Cracked and flaking
A Jack in the Box,
Arms detached, missing eye
Still jumping to its song.
Peices of me falling to the floor.
A fragile toy sitting on its shelf.
Eyes viewing flying by, no beauty in whats broken.
Toy collector, Toy collection.
Thank you for seeing my worth.
Categories:
tinker, anxiety, cute love, depression,
Form:
Words curl
Thoughts hurl
Mind games
Blunt blame
Odd think
Now links
Verge here
Sans cheer
Lift lot
Pry plot
Set free
Word spree
Verse chimes
New rhymes
Take heed
Lines seed
Tinker
Thinker
Leon Enriquez
13 August 2017
Singapore
Categories:
tinker, allegory,
Form:
Couplet
Finesse knows well
To fashion tell
Thoughts in sure flow
Move what you know
Set your heart well
As mind casts spells
Look deeper still
To glimpse wise will
Tinker with lot
Spread ample plots
Play with fine feel
See how grace heals
Prize your sweet daze
Chance each new maze
Leon a Enriquez
18 March 2017
Singapore
Categories:
tinker, change,
Form:
Couplet