Best Weet Poems
Apple blossoms in abundance; sweet aroma in the air.
Begonias burst with brilliance. Blue bells pop up everywhere.
Cherry blossoms cheer with pink; corn flowers cluster blue.
Dandelions dance with wind; Daffodils dance too.
Easter Lily, always early, blooms exquisite white.
Forget-me-nots, fresh-picked by tots, are a Mom’s delight.
Geraniums, garden-fresh, are growing graciously.
Hollyhocks I plucked when young my heart is blessed to see.
Irises with leaves like swords paint rainbows on the lawn.
Johnny-jump-ups have their purple yellow clothing on!
Kangaroo paws, so exotic - come to us sun-kissed.
Lilac bushes, lush with lovely flowers can’t be missed!
Marigold, like its friend the Sun, is glowing too.
Narcissus, so many types of it, now bloom anew.
Orchids of the warmer climes, one-of-a-kind are they!
Peonies, so pretty, and perky poppies are at play.
Queen-of-lace with gracious face, how elegant is she!
Ranunculus, a Buttercup, greets us radiantly.
Sweet pea, looking precious, up the trellis climbs
Tansies, yellow buttons, also love the temperate times.
Uva-Ursi, on long stems, in late spring's breeze will sway.
Violet’s vibrant color gives its name away!
Wax flowers help fill up bouquets on spring wedding days.
Xeranthemum, a sunflower, flaunts her sunny ways.
Yellow wood anemone starts flowering in May.
Zinnia comes later. For Zinnia and others, the sun just has to stay!
Categories:
weet, daffodils, flower,
Form:
Abecedarian
Sweet summer comes in June and I will be
Underneath the sun, for I’m awaiting
Midsummer dreams and my own chance to see
Magical small beings out creating
Enchantment at the setting of the sun!
Radiance can catch a wee fairy’s eye
So stones in a circle could attract one.
Objects shiny too might make one less shy!
Longer is this day, so before the night,
Sugared fruits I’ll put out too, then await
The fairies and stay awake till daylight
In case one comes. Oh, wouldn’t that be great!
Come dawn, I’ll watch sun climb high and higher
Eastward, and there I'll see the sky catch fire.
An acrostic sonnet, written June 1, 2016
Categories:
weet, summer,
Form:
Sonnet
C hocolate Candy Emmmm what a treat.
H as sweet ingredients that can't be beat.
O h what delight to put in our mouth and eat.
C hocolate a passionate lovers sweet. (
O nly the lonely will not eat this meat. (
L overs who Love chocolate will find this neat. ^
A ll chocolate will cause lovers to stay in heat. & &
T ake your time and savor this candy. % %
E ach one of you knows it makes you randy. @@@@@
K issing with chocolate covered lips is bliss.
I n your mouth each tongue will entwine with a kiss.
S o get yourself some chocolate today.
S weet chocolate candy will help you to play!
Categories:
weet, chocolate, food, funny,
Form:
Acrostic
Fingers of light pierced the clouds caressing the moors
with life giving warmth, purples, browns and greens of
heathers mingled, blended, in a union of beauty. Yellow
of gorse splashed in the sultry, hazy spectre of natures
superb canvas. The dry stone walling lay sporadic, lost,
decaying in time and memory, the hardy moorland sheep
stumbled from blade to blade, in the breeze they used the
walls as shade. Golden plovers dipped and dived the call
of pee weet pee weet echoed in the stillness, the Peregrine
hovered with silent wings and sunlit eye. Those fingers of
light walked the hillside highlighting the chalk outcrops
on craggy reaches as if new laden snow. Black pools of
peaty water dot themselves borne of winters starkness,
it is a beauty that holds both eye and heart, a picture
painted for the soul. A place where all blends and the
crofter wears no watch only the sun and moon to follow
and the footsteps of the rambler sleeps in the fragrance
of the heather.
Categories:
weet, inspirational
Form:
Prose Poetry
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Meaning: Adj: Extraordinarily good; wonderful
(S)oaring on the wings of love
(U)nder starlit skies spread above
(P)arachuting with joy in hand
(E)manating across the beautiful land
(R)esting together peacefully side by side
(C)asting smiles far and wide
(A)fter the sun sets, swirled colors to see
(L)ight of the stars lead the way with glee
(I)magine the best is waiting ahead
(F)or dreams to prepare before going to bed
(R)apture is met as the morning wakes
(A)ll rested and calm as mountains and lakes
(G)lorious views are endless to see
(I)nviting, to be shared in love with thee
(L)iving to the fullest, with the rush of waterfalls
(I)llustrating the flow of words the heart calls
(S)ensational stories to hold and to tell
(T)ransformed from wishes tossed in a well
(I)gniting pleasures from the body and mind
(C)reating special places that no-one can find
(E)xciting to share with understanding between
(X)eric desert beauty there is to be seen
(P)icturesque, singular, rare moments so rare
(I)rredescent feelings emerge from everywhere
(A)ll the material things that are around
(L)essen with meaning hearing a simple sound
(I)n quiet space all that is needed is found
(D)ynamic words with music, looking into the eyes
(O)f a loved one standing there with a surprise
(C)oming to you with vows with an open heart
(I)magine this is true and it is only a start
(O)f an adventure that will never end or unravel
(U)nder the skies in the land of life’s travel
(S)weet love’s conviction with the fall of a gavel
Heidi Sands
5/14/17
Categories:
weet, beautiful, love, uplifting,
Form:
Acrostic
B ecause you're so B-eautiful and wonderful. Both inside and out!
E ven though we're apart E-ach day, we're together in heart and still very close.
S weet, yes you are, S-weet as sugar.
T ime, you give me your T-ime, your undivided attention.
F reely you love me. F-reely I love you.
R easonable in all matters R-egarding each other.
I n everything be true, I-n your mentality and physicality.
E verything honest between E-ach one of you.
N o misunderstandings to N-egate you from each other.
D oing your best to D-o your best with each other.
S oulmates and S-haring!!!
Categories:
weet, friendshiplove,
Form:
Acrostic
I hear it though a friend
and my knees begin to bend.
"It's Sasha"
My eyes grow,
the world begins to slow.
my heart stops beating
logic is fleeting
Hands quiver,
a gut-wrenching thought
clings hold in my chest
Vision blurrs,
tears well up,
lungs get tight.
8 pills she took
for hope she forsook.
Not one word on her pain
I was cluless again.
Failure floods my lungs
I seem to have lost my tongue
feet slowly plodding foward,
the little left of my mind disordered.
Words fail me
why didn't I foresee.
Knowing she is alive,
makes some fear deprive.
Too much unknown
the worry has grown.
England is her land.
and stuck, here I stand.*
I wish to reach across the sea
and tell you how okay it will be.
To wrap my arms around you
and make the pain undo
you from its tight grasp
all day your on my mind
hoping for some refuge you'll find.
craving to alter the past
wondering the possible contrast.
I could've done more
to express that you are cared for.
to show your not alone.
If only i'd known.
Sasha.
you are beautiful
you are smart
you are silly
you are playful
you are caring
you are adorable
you are honest
you are a sister to me
your laugh makes everyone smile
you are sensitive
yet you are strong
you are pure as an angel
yet wings tainted from pain**
you lift others up.
no matter your down.
If my words cant reach,
then strain I beseech.
you aren't alone
we love you down to the bone.
And nothing can change that.
Sweet
Adorable
Sensitive
Honest
Affectionate
Even the stronest flower
must rest it's petals.
Just remember
there is a time
for you to open again.
Moonlight glistening off the dew
resting on your reborn arms.
nothing as beautiful as you can stay hidden forever.
so let us in,
let us warm you from the freeze,
let us help you streach you weary leaves.
Sasha,
We all care about you.
and we are all here for you.
you will never be alone in this,
all you must do is reach out,
and you will find arms waiting to catch you
from your fall.
You are stong
You can do this.
I love you flower.
I love you Sasha.
{*So far away- Avenged Sevenfold}
{** Angels fall by Breaking Benjamin}
Categories:
weet, best friend, death of
Form:
Free verse
Jesus is my everything
Joy fills my heart and soul
Enduring peace within
Sweet sense of gentleness
Unending reassurance
Surrendering to His love.
Inner hopes that sustain
Sending up honest prayers
Making me realize my needs
Yet, stilling my worst anxieties
Everlasting faith fills me
Visualizing my dreams
Enlightenment on the inside
Reassures me of promises
Yes! His love sustains me
Taking me to new heights
Healing my fears and failure
Instructing me in wisdom
Newly awakened desires
God creates my paradise
Categories:
weet, faith, god, heaven, hope,
Form:
Acrostic
J-ust
E-xpound
S-weet
S-tatement
E-xpressing
L-ovely
L-ine's
E-normous
J-oy
A-s
V-erse
I-s
E-asily
R-ead
Topic: Birthday of Jesselle Javier (September 21)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
weet, birthday,
Form:
Acrostic
C-omposer's
R-egards
I-n
S-weet
T-heme
E-mploy
L-ovely
P-oem
U-plifting
L-ady
I-n
D-elightful
O-ccasion
Topic: Birthday of Cristel O. Pulido (February 21)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
weet, birthday,
Form:
Acrostic
I gnore the ones who try to get you down
G ive up the need to try to prove your worth
N o one will care if in their hate you drown
O r if they do succeed to steal your mirth
R emember that to Him you are so dear
A doring is your Father up above
N o anger can reside when He is near
C reator God, He'll fill your heart with love
E eternal is the bliss He can provide
I know that man cannot perfection gain
S o be oblivious, in friends confide
B e quick to ask for help to carry pain
L et laughter bloom in spite of jealous wrath
I t can bring healing from the bitter sting
S surrender all to Him, He'll guide your path
S weet ignorance of hate true love will bring
Eileen Manassian
Categories:
weet, anti bullying,
Form:
Acrostic
Wild rugged den of Hatfield and McCoy,
Entered the Union with birth pangs of war.
Sweet meadows punctuate inked river beds,
Trapped in mountains black wealth of coal.
Volunteers--first to send her sons to serve.
In hidden glens Bigfoot and Mothman roam.
Raging rivers white water rafters ride;
Green valleys house her ancient Celtic stock.
Indians roamed, leaving mystic burial mounds;
Night music choir of frog and whip-poor-will.
In forests treasure of ginseng and yellow root;
Apples--green golden fruit crisped in summer dews.
Mysterious mountain culture all her own,
Infused into her native citizens alone.
© Faye Lanham Gibson, 4-15-2014
Categories:
weet, culture, mountains,
Form:
Acrostic
H ow you flow into my thoughts, for no reason, at times
U ninvited, yet, most welcome where warm smiles begin
G ood days or bad, near or far, we’ll share
S weet moments of embrace as our souls stir
~*~
For S.K.A.T.'s "HUGS" Contest
5/30/13
Categories:
weet, care, devotion, friendship, love,
Form:
Acrostic
G irls giggle and tell secrets. That’s okay!
R ambunctious boys can cause my head to ache.
A ngelic girls are easier to take.
N ight comes. They kneel beside their bed to pray.
D ear little dolls, they go to sleep straightway,
D ress up like princesses when they awake,
A nd nicely play. No trouble do they make.
U nsullied darling little nymphs are they!
G lad news for Grandma having girls again;
H ow nice I need not deal with all the woes!
T wo sisters, Lydia and Natalyn,
E arn hugs and kisses just for being kin.
R eflections of my dreams, and on life goes. . . .
S weet granddaughters let love and laughter in!
An Acrostic Italian Sonnet for
Contest by dakarai cobb:
The Sonnet Man's Acrostic Challenge
Categories:
weet, childhood, giggle,
Form:
Italian Sonnet
I was on me way to Adelaide, to watch the Blues take on the Crows,
it’ll be a super effort winning there, as every Vic here knows,
I could have flown and watched the game and done it in one day,
but decided on a tourist drive to catch the sights along the way.
I took the narrow winding path along the Ocean Road;
took in mountain views of sandy beaches, these special vistas showed;
spent one night in the Grampians with Zumsteins Kangaroos
and another in the Little Desert; a garden filled with many hues.
Then I drove down to Mount Gambier to visit rellies there,
I toured around the blue lakes and the limestone caverns where
stalactites and stalagmites grew from the roof and floor,
and then I found my el dorado… a McDonalds store.
Since the morning I left Melbourne, it’s been all fruit and weet bix,
so its great to find the ‘Golden Arches’ where I get my ‘Macca’ fix;
a nice thick super burger, with a coke and double fries,
and it’s waiting on the counter and so attractive to my eyes.
I found a table that was empty, put down the tray and ate a chip,
placed a serviette upon me lap, grabbed the coke and took a sip,
unwrapped the burger, ate more chips; had another drink of coke,
then watched a couple sit beside me, but neither of them spoke.
It’s obvious that they are married and that both are elderly,
but it seemed strange they ordered, the very same as me,
then I watched the fella cut the burger, in half carefully,
divide the chips and into glasses, pour the coke out equally.
I must admit I felt embarrassed as I watched this small charade,
and thought that being pensioners, times must be pretty hard,
so with a caring gesture, I offered them my burger, chips and coke,
but they refused me generous offer, and the lady quietly spoke.
“I know you mightn’t understand”, and then continued with her riddle,
“But through our married fifty years, we’ve split things down the middle,
what we buy is always shared, including everything we eat.”
Then she sat and watched her husband, scoff his Macca’s treat.
Here I am still quite confused, as I scrutinize what’s going on,
she’s watching as her food goes cold, so I asked her what was wrong,
“Oh nothings wrong” she said, then took a drink to quench her thirst,
“It just so happens that its Harold’s day, to use the false teeth first.”
Categories:
weet, food, humor,
Form:
Rhyme