Best Would Be(A) Poems
It Would Be a Wondrous ThingIt would be a wondrous thing
If I chanced to see
Unicorns of ocean deep
Swimming nearby me.
Each one with a spiraled tusk
Jutting from its jaw,
Swimming round about me; oh,
I would be in awe!
Clicking, squealing, whistling,
Swimming in their pod.
If I tried to join their group,
Would that seem...
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Categories:
would be(a), animal,
Form:
Quatrain
I Would Be a Nice Tall OakIf I were a tree, I would be an oak. A laughing oak with dazzling shiny hair.
My leaves would twinkle and spin and prance happily in the summer.
I would watch over the squirrels with their chattering ways, and smile.
Loving the way they flip upside down...
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Categories:
would be(a), tree,
Form:
Personification
Would Be a LiarWould Be A Liar
Would be a liar
My entire desire
Will not grow higher.
Shower start off in
Which is best place to begin
Do what you intend.
Bare bodies were there
We put on soap everywhere
Our passion would share.
Proceeded to bed
And then heard what he has said
Glad that we are wed.
Knew...
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Categories:
would be(a), allegory, analogy, humorous,
Form:
Haiku
To Leave Would Be a SinWatching the waves crash.
Slowly shifting shore.
Seabreeze blowing gently.
Sand ground into pores.
Matching natures rhythm.
My skin touches yours.
Vision of a goddess,
from long forgotten lore.
...
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Categories:
would be(a), love, passion
Form:
Ballerina Would Be a Stretcha ballerina
she has legs of a giraffe
grace of a hippo...
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Categories:
would be(a), humor,
Form:
Senryu
That Would Be a Nice Place For a PicnicI can't have a picnic today.
The food, I can't afford to pay.
The price of gas and everything.
Even my heart can't afford to sing.
The blues are sung by yellow wrens.
And the camara's cover is still on the lens.
The joy in life is slowly fading.
As picnic ants...
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Categories:
would be(a), angst, food, introspection, sad,
Form:
Rhyme
I Would Be a FoolI would be a fool
To love you for your hair alone,
(Though I could) ,
The unfurled flag of your femininity
Stirs my blood like a patriotic song.
Your curls are dappled clouds
That stretch like cresting waves
Across an inverted oceanic sky,
Fall from the horizon of your...
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Categories:
would be(a), hair, love,
Form:
Blank verse
Life Would Be a MistakeYour smile is contagious,
Your energy is endless,
But the most astonishing thing about you,
Is your commanding intelligence.
You’re caring and considerate,
You’re the icing on the cake,
And without your music,
The world would be a mistake....
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Categories:
would be(a), joy,
Form:
Light Verse
I Would Be a Radiant MirrorAwe- struck, I gape at your solicitous disposition !
Raffish looking epitome~ combing hair staring at my
...
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Categories:
would be(a), beautiful, imagination, love, magic,
Form:
Acrostic
I Would Be a BoomslangIf I had a choice, I would be a green boomslang.
Reposing in a warm African tree,
surveying zebras and elephants.
My back would be plastered with the prettiest
geometric shapes imaginable.
I would be six foot long, and
scary.
If a tiger tried to climb my tree, I would
bare...
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Categories:
would be(a), 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
Form:
Free verse
It Would Be a Bummer-Dying's Not EasyIt would be a bummer if they said you were gonna die,
I dont know what I'd do, just sit there, run or cry.
I'm sure my thoughts would be a jumble, my head all a whirl would spin.
wondering just what now do I do, not...
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Categories:
would be(a), confusion, death, introspection, me,
Form:
Mom Thought I Would Be a GirlMom thought I would be a girl back in 1971.
She was surprised to learn that I was a son.
She was surprised but she wasn't disappointed in the least.
We were very close until the day when she became deceased.
When I was in Mom's womb, she thought...
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Categories:
would be(a), birth, mom, son,
Form:
Rhyme
we guessed her tattoo would be a coffinShe was not a unicorn pink castle princess girl
her attitudes leaned more toward blacks and blues
she could find the horribleness in every situation
we understood this, but not her reasoning
we heard she had a tattoo, guessed it was a coffin
or a skull, or burned flesh, something...
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Categories:
would be(a), woman,
Form:
Prose Poetry
My Life Would Be a RiotMy life would be a riot
And my thoughts would be more bold
If my grave was not so quiet
And my girth was not so cold
I thought about a diet
But my precious life was sold
No reason left to buy it
When your brain is growing mold
I wish I...
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Categories:
would be(a), death, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
CHANCE would be a FINE THING
'the proof of the pudding '
NOTE: THE ABOVE IS A RECENT CHANCE ARTWORK OF MINE - a minimalistic created purely by a chance happening...
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Categories:
would be(a), art, word play,
Form:
Bio