Best Yes Poems
YES DEAR!
I have here an old solution
For conflict resolution
Not to mention domestic pollution
I say 'Yes Dear!'
When the situation is tense
With a subject like pounds and pence
To avoid sitting on the fence
I say 'Yes Dear!'
Though I sometimes feel sure I'm right
And would argue my point all night
That would really seal my plight
I confess Dear!
So winning my point I'll eschew
Won't debate 'til my face turns blue
I'll admit what you say is true
- More or less Dear
Famous men throughout world history
Would avoid conjugal misery
If they'd just given in to Her plea
And said 'Yes Dear!'
Julius Caesar would have stayed serene
In the senate missed a nasty scene
When his wife said 'your chariot needs a clean'
He'd said 'Yes Dear!'
Harold might have continued as king
Sent William home without a thing
But he paused when his wife gave a ring
Said: 'I'm a bit pressed Dear!
MacBeth would avoid so much strife
And live out a peaceful life
If he'd put off his ambitious wife
With:'Give it a rest Dear!'
Prince Albert a faithful consort
Gave Victoria his total support
And nine children - a major export
Said 'Jawohl I do mein best Dear!'
Louis 16th got everything wrong
Made his exit quite short, not so long
Told his wife in a touching swan song
'Must get it off my chest Dear!'
The Iron Duke was in no mood for dallies
'Let's give those French a pain in their bellies'
But when his wife said:'You'd better wear your wellies'
Said: ‘By God! Yes Dear'
For myself, to fight would be absurd
I think conflict is just for the birds
And I know I'll always get the last words
Those being 'Yes Dear!'
3 March 2019
Make me actually LOL 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
Say not to me,
that it will not matter a hundred years from now,
that I was here.
For surely I have touched one life in a positive way,
perhaps in daily prayer,
I've called your name one day.
Having no profound accomplishments or delusions of fame,
and leaving no progeny
to perpetuate my name,
still, it will matter that I was here.
For I have quietly endeavored to sow, and I have watered.
I love and am loved--should one desire more?
Life is good and hopefully God is pleased.
The tracks I'll leave, it's true,
will not be so ingrained as to stand harsh winds of time
and they shall fade as the evening sun,
leaving somewhere, only a name and date chiseled in granite.
Perhaps, if only in thought,
one pausing o'er me should question, who was this man?
Let God simply whisper, that I am His.
~Yes, I Know I Won't Be Here Forever~
Sometimes, I just don't realize,
How golden my minutes are.
I sit around and criticize,
Like a hapless drunk in a bar.
Yes, I know I won't be here forever!
The decades, as dreams, swiftly pass,
My irritability gets the best of me.
I complain too much and sass,
Surprised I am not banished to sea.
Yes, I know I won't be here forever!
I never seem to fully appreciate,
That each minute never is coming back.
Time to love and not to berate,
All the beauty God laid in my life's track.
Yes, I know I won't be here forever!
June, 19, 2020
Poem# 1254
6:30pm PST
Ink spills purposely on paper
forming letters of certain alphabets
to vowels and consonants.
Though speechless, one puts
forth effort to enunciate and
pronounce aloud the syllables
carefully to articulate loves interest.
Do you
want to
be my
one
and
only
Love Interest?
Pace INK-U-SCRIPT
03-07-13
Yes I know people are talking
But as for me
I'm just going to keep on walking
Girl gotta do what she needs to do
To survive these streets
Heck and nightmares
Exactly what this lady is living through
Have two
Carrying one
She a pregnant mommy left on her own
All alone
Now what is she gonna do?
Working two jobs
But a few others on the side
A Latina girl with high expectations for her money and herself
When in her small apartment
There's no room for a shelf
To place her achievements
Yeah you better believe it
A wealthy woman with a nice house
And a fresh ride
But she husslin' to make that extra money on the side
Over 100 grand is how much debt she is in
On top of it all
Her husband just died
He commited suicide
Now what is she gonna do?
Now what would you do?
If the federals were coming after you..
I love people, yes I do,
Fight against invisible lines
Barriers of words
Sentences figuring escape
I love people, yes I do,
For every scrap of all
Of you is only me
A little scrap of you.
I love people, yes I do,
Share all the joys and pains
In natural disasters and wars
Leaving me pox marked
With scars
That blemish our brief eternity.
I love people, yes I do,
In diverse nonconformites
Where beauty like a baby sleeps
An innocent cradle for the truth,
Before the unloading
Of docking ship.
I love people, yes I do,
If only we would believe
That we all
Can just get along
I wish all the wines were in my song.
Yes, love the salty ocean rocky shore,
and gaze at endless blue waves in motion;
with a restless and merciless loud roar,
I adore the wild salty ocean shore.
Waves crashing upon rocks with emotion,
all its foamy frothy saltiness pour;
with birds calling for a great commotion,
yes, love the salty ocean rocky shore.
The waves come for a countless wet encore,
the sound a loud moving locomotion;
while I stand on the rocks wanting more, more,
and gaze at endless blue waves in motion.
Visiting each day with huge devotion,
with salt on my lips I walk and explore;
waves whisper me a harmony woven,
with a restless and merciless loud roar.
In the blue sky ocean birds scream and soar,
sitting with pen finding words unspoken;
oh will not tire of it evermore,
I adore the wild salty ocean shore.
Yes, love the salty ocean . . .
_________________
February 22, 2021
Poetry/Rondeau Redouble Modified/Yes, Love the Salty Ocean
Copyright Protected, ID 02-1331-416-22
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, Salt
sponsor, Anthony Biaanco, Judged 03/10/2021
First Place
I was walking along the shoreline with a woman on my mind
I was thinking of an island, lost somewhere in time
A place where two young lovers gazed into each other's eyes
A secluded beach, a summer night, a touch of Paradise
Dreams still haunt me of those tropical nights walking in the sand
As we made our way along the shore and I held her gentle hand
Fishing boat lights and tropical nights made such a beautiful scene
I stop for a while and think of her smile, a memory so serene
I can see the village and picture the harbor as if it were yesterday
The palm trees and pier as I shed a tear for that island so far away
I asked myself if I would go back to that island if I could
No need to reply as I began to cry. The answer was yes, I would.
A
GOOD
LIFE
!
SHARE
IT
WITH
ALL
YOU
LOVE
APPRECIATE WHAT YOU ALREADY HAVE
YOU
ARE
IMPORTANT
IN
MY
LIFE
TODAY
TOMORROW
AND
FOR
ALWAYS
I
LOVE
YOU
!
05.02.2013
A-L Andresen :)
Beauty, yes I have striven to be you, before hibiscus fades
Before the stars sprinkle night that covers ocean sunset
After the icicles thawed and swans inhabit the blue lagoon
We cannot know the perfect thing in our finite dust
The lesser never comprehend the object of lust
Beyond us bright, yet upon imaginations trust
Beauty, what are you? From what strange world you come? Tell me
O truth to know, unknown. You who make me love and not see
And yet know enough to pursue walking a thin sea
Yet still I believe that absolute beauty does exist
And I look for it to come out of stars or morning mist
Or out of bright imagination's tightly clenched fist
Every flower I love ever like a sunset fades
Every dream of old I cherish, like a leaf is marked for death
And sometimes at nights I only see one half the moon
Mae West
Large chest.
Cruise ship
Sea trip.
Blue meth
Spells death.
Clap more
Encore.
Sun burn
Ne'er learn.
Birds fly
Sky high.
Palm trees
Blue seas.
Drunk tank
It stank.
Red light
Sit tight.
Wear pink
Boys wink.
Bright bling
Gold ring.
She bakes
Nice cakes.
Sea shore
Waves roar.
Sex toy
Lewd joy.
First bike
Red trike.
Cheap meal
Good deal.
Written 29th. September 2020.
Crazy is defined by the crazy things you do
Really crazy things are just too crazy, too
A crazy person laughs when no one is around
Zealous crazy people are too busy to be found
Yes, crazy is as crazy does, who really can define?
Your definition of crazy is well kept in your mind.
Even when you’re normal, crazy still remains
Some keep crazy in their hearts, to look like they’re still sane.
Do not say yes when you mean to say no
Why would you carry the luggage of lies?
Sing; sing a sincere song wherever you go.
Many murderers toil to shun their shadow
Their deeds are not hidden, like the star in
the skies
Do not say yes when you mean to say no.
Live to love; become someone’s pillar and
pillow
Save a soul from the night’s fiery flies,
Sing; sing a sincere song wherever you go.
The wicked forcefully reap where they did
not sow,
The lord will arise and dry your dripping
eyes,
Do not say yes, when you mean to say no.
So many are wallowing in want and woe,
They were ravaged by rulers, who were
secret spies,
Sing; sing a sincere song wherever you go.
Even if the stormy seas make you sick and
slow
All you need do is to shake off the chains
and arise;
Do not say yes when you mean too say no,
Sing; sing a sincere song wherever you go.
I said Yes
Your passionate words took over me and to anything
I said yes
And the way you made my hair twist and the way you made my toes curl
I said yes
Or when you held my hand
Oh! I do understand
I said yes
Your positive aura asks me do I want more of….
I said yes
Given permission a collaborative composition
I said yes
Before giving in this was set for me to win
I said yes
Taking me everywhere
Giddy here and there
I said yes
My whole world is shaken not stirred
Giving me all the goods is what I preferred
And I said yes