Best Wishing Poems


Wishing Well

"Wishing Well"




Plain Jane blew her wishes 
down a wishing well

Lit long white bless'ed candles
dipped in holy water 

Brackish 

Crocodile tears from Hell
Witches hold hands together

Stand united
show and tell

Plain Jane 
knows her subjects inside out

Sisters plain and simple
holding hands 

united 

standing by the 
Wishing Well



(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
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- ALL WOMEN -
Plainly seen, undecorated but never Simple









Competition: "She Inspires Series KH Poetry Contest"

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Premium Member Just Wishing

Can you imagine the day when we will all know
it will be safe to go outside and say, "Hello."
Sharing hugs and laughter with family and friends
enjoying time with each other on long weekends

We could even go abroad for a holiday
and our grandchildren could visit a while, and stay
Our shopping trips won't be such a tedious task
with no distancing or need for wearing a mask

I can’t give credence to those who keep denying
Covid exists when far too many are dying
Some have said it’s a conspiracy theory
Their continuous drivel makes me so weary

Can you imagine how pleased and relieved we’ll be
When at last the whole world is covid 19 free

Can You Imagine - Any form Poetry Contest


Sponsored By Constance La France

01/25/01

Wishing Well

I am the river
not this bucket of water 
attached to a rope
© Paul Marc  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Dandelion Wishing

Recollections waft
across my mind like
wisps of soft white spores - 
the vague remnants of
my memory’s threads.

Spring’s sun-gold heads
I now can‘t hold!
But glimpsing them,
I can recall. . ..

a young girl
blowing fluff
and wishing

time would
quickly 

pass.

For Brian Strand's
UP TO FIFTEEN any form/any theme max 15 lines Poetry Contest
for Cate Lindsey's What the Hex contest

Girl, I'M Wishing

She's writing again
God, how I love her pen
That hand can make a man tremble
Her script today about the sea
So jealous, wishing it were me

Just seeing her name
And I'm falling to pieces
I can't shake the feeling 
Or stop myself from reeling
Captivated by her heart

Paradise abides within her soul
All of her, an unrelenting goal
She's got words that make me fly
Again today, time stood still
Can love's belief make it all real

Just seeing her name
And I'm falling to pieces
I can't shake the feeling 
Or stop myself from reeling
Captivated by her heart

I know it sounds crazy to say
Whispering her lines, I think today
These words written about the sea
I'm dreaming of how it could be
If this girl's really thinking about me

Girl, I'm wishing...
Wishing you're thinking about me

Girl, I'm wishing...
Wishing for a you and me!

~Lyric Man

Note: I wanted to write a song about that wishing feeling. Those things going on inside so many of us. Things we can't or won't ever say out loud. Because it's just fantasy, right? Or could there actually be more... What if this girl is thinking about me while I thinking about her?!?!

So just for fun, if you think this write is really about you.. you just might be right!! The tension of the unknown is intoxicating.. so drink up my friends!
© Lyric Man  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Wishing In Vain

How I wish my poems could,
Soar higher and higher
Like a bird of limitless wingspan,
Dashing into horizons far!
But they skim like web footed water birds,
Tilting their wings in vain,
Unable to fly to any desired destination
Helplessly watching larks and eagles
Flying to the far edges of the sky

How I wish my poems could
Sail across the limitless expanse
Like parting ships bound to distant lands
Carrying my fancies to the ends of the Earth!
But they remain like paper boats
Set to sail by mischievous kids
That drift hither n’ thither on muddy puddles

How I wish my poems could
Wind their way down slopes and dales
Like a fountain stream running down
To join the sea, travelling miles
But they slither like snakes,
Struggling to move on polished floors

Alas! My poems, like kites tangled
Among the branches of trees
Are denied forward movement!

Still I don’t regret my efforts…..

Like the lyrics of a half forgotten melody
My poems delight me
In my sequestered hours of loneliness!


Feb.6.2023

2022 Poetry Marathon Qualifier's Final Placement 
Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Mark Toney


Nov.14.2022
2022 .Poetry Marathon mile.20. Contest
Sponsor- Mark Toney


Placed First
In the Brian Strand (1050) Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Brian Strand


Wishing for you

You’re still here 
But not physically
although you appear constantly  
You’re the wish I make on stars on the long dark nights without you
You’re the candles on my cake I blow out as I wished our firefly loved still burned 
You’re the wishbone pulled form the turkey I never ate to thin myself out so you’d stay
You’re the fallen eyelash from my eyes, 
the same eyes that cried rivers so the idea of us would stay afloat. 
You’re everywhere as every wish in every second of everyday 
But no amount of wishing and hoping would ever make you stay
© Kade Krein  Create an image from this poem.

Wishing You a Donald Trump

Name your next ten children Trump
May all your twins be Donald's
I wish you a Merry Christmas too
With Happy Birthday visions of him
With surfer dude hair very wavy and thin
Almost life like and pretty pink
And may all your New Years be funky
Full of Trump and truck loads of money
Of guns and great walls of China
Made in Taiwan without tariffs

Make Trump your smiley face
I wish you good luck and fortune cookies
May all your corner stores grow large
With products all labeled Trump

Stop being who you are
Make America great again
Let all flags wave with hair
He has plenty left to spare
And spare parts if interested

Make peace on Earth
Make hallucinations linger
Make every moment count
Never give him the finger

God bless us everyone
Especially if your name is Trump
May all nations be united as one
I wish I was Trump
Don't you wish everyone was?

Premium Member Wishing for snow

cascades of heavenly glitter on christmas eve



AP: 1st place 2025

Wishing Upon a Star

Wishing upon a star 



I made a wish upon a star
this evening in the sky
To send my love to where you are
as it goes shooting by

And if by chance it misses you 
while flying high above
Then I will use my poetry 
to send to you my love


Good night Soupers

Premium Member WISHING TO BE A TANGERINE

Somedays I'm a pale apple wishing to be a tangerine.
Fantasy focused fulfillment fondles favored dreams.
Enthrall me free amid emerald enthused energy
while softly snuggle wrapped in sensual satin sheets.
Let gleaming gilt threads golden gloss this glorious bed.
May lyrical lilacs air link to lift and softly dance while
harmony twists and polished peace dips to dazzle me.
I shiver, smile and sigh sensing supreme sheen in sky
and see a grand ground gushing a generous grassy green.
Somedays I'm a pale apple wishing to be a tangerine.

Premium Member Wishing Not To Recall

Revisiting our ancestral farmhouse
I feel this certain tinge of aloneness,
Which smudges the lively remembrances
About a big clan huddled together
Under narra trees, each Sunday…a frolic kindled
By Grandpa’s recycled stories about literature,
His passion for Cole Porter’s music,
And the grace of old jazzy temperament…
Oh, we would feast on homemade shrimp balls ,
Roasted calf, an array of fragrant tarts
While infants and elders jiggled
Under the chain-link glow of skyscape,

Where my childhood, teen-hood heart
Pulsed, was even fed with many a summers’ delight.
Then…in a dash, this rustic view quelled us—
It was a  terror we called a slap of reality
An impertinent fire flattening our homestead,
Just like that, like that: How bitter this pastoral thieving
A madness of doom I need not wish to recall--
Except for a torn violin retrieved among cinders
Leaning now around my grownup arms:

I kneel beneath moonshine, singing myself to sleep.


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Remembering What You Want to Forget Contest
Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues  10/7/2018

Premium Member Wishing and Waiting

 
Waiting for spring to arrive,
winter, oh  w i l l  I survive!

I want no snowflakes falling,
oh,  SPRING  you are crawling.

Outside the snowflakes are pretty
wishing for blooms.  Oh PITY!

I want  flowers to caress,
wear a sweet summer dress;
snow is my great stress,
SPRING-  come  p l e a s e   and impress.

___________________________
March 30, 2019


Poetry/Rhyme/Wishing and Waiting
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1128-718-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.


Written for the contest, 10 lines, 5 words Rhyme III
sponsor, Lu Loo

First Place

No Need For Wishing

No need for wishing

We waltzed on the moon
while the universe slumbered
Strolled through a maze at 
the edge of midnight

Stenciled a heart on 
the clouds found at sunset
Painted a garden 
in jasmine delight

Watched as the day dawned
a silken mosaic
Laid in the grass
neath a heaven sent view

Bid a farewell to
our guardian angel
No need for wishing,
our dreams had come true

2/6/17
Written for the Chimera World Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron

Wishing, Hoping ,Praying

Wishing, Hoping, Praying

I wish so badly that I was dead
Found in a tree hung under head
The tender kiss felt from a rope
Its for this end that I do hope
To end the pain felt day to day
Its for my death that I do pray
So I am wishing, hoping and praying
That from a tree ill soon be swaying
Its not the fear of being dead
Its living life that I do dread
Its living in this hell on earth
To the day I die back to my birth
And all the days in between
Make this life seem so obscene
So when the day does finally come
And to my wish I do succumb
Ill look and find a hopeful tree
Then ill pray on bended knee
Ill climb the tree a limb up high
And to my neck the rope apply
Look around give one last sigh
And when I drop begin to cry

By Mr. E. Jones

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