Competing Poems - Poems about Competing

...Sisters My best friend And worst enemy Just leave me alone Always there for me I steal her clothes We share everything She buys me things That she needs Envious again Competing beauty ......Read the rest...

... It was one of the coldest winters, yet the old dog never showed up at the kitchen door like he used to, whimpering to be let in for warmth and food. Where he spent his nights, or how ......Read the rest...

...I share a tree with a story to tell: We were out for a walk round Dufton Pike when this straggly hawthorn conveyed its spell, holding my gaze on our afternoon hike. A closer study showed not one ......Read the rest...

... Competing against windy air Doing its best to stay in flight Wondered why it would even dare As it wrestled with all its might Pretty bird that was very small A newborn of very few days Yet......Read the rest...

...Uncertain if my one man pep rally appeals to thee most amazing, daring, grueling... youngest aspirant to restore Earth in the balance predicated upon uncomfortable truth. The old geezer here would be......Read the rest...

...Her Story Her story What lies behind the smile Whew, Chile..... Are you ready? This may take a while Her story doesn't get told As much as it should You see, people remember the bad ......Read the rest...

...I miss my cocoa butter kisses, hope you smile when you listen Ain't no competition, just competing for attention And you like, "I'm not on no games" Well, baby, I been peeping, and you ain't been ......Read the rest...

... This loving tribute is long overdue After two thousand poems or more Time to honour my country called Canada Spectacular from shore to shore The hometown charm of folks down east T......Read the rest...

...Last night I was able to outgrow myself … again for the very first time Life was unspun in the moment relayed where tomorrow and yesterday rhyme Competing with the future the sky a......Read the rest...

... Underworld, of changelings, where shadows loom, There lies a world, vitrified, consumed, Its surface hardened, a relic of alchelimes, a testament to sorrow, frozen in language w......Read the rest...

...Aunt Mary was a small and wiry mother of six; four by birth and two by informal adoption. She sang in a small querulous voice yet spoke boldly filled with loving EarthMother indigenous wisdo......Read the rest...

...When I say I love You more, You may have to take my word for it Now that you know, Maybe you’ll stop Competing for the show And just let me kiss you ......Read the rest...

... I'm Tired I'm Done I'm over it You've won Won this battle Won this time How much longer do you think I'll Climb The highest of mountains The pedestal your on ......Read the rest...

...SELF PORTRAIT To be objective about oneself is hard All the others’ competing observations Reluctant to let them into a conclusion Yet one remains trapped in confusion Despite all those awkwar......Read the rest...

...I don’t understand people who sacrifice their fun and freedom to appear with self control that only knows of shame beneath them the ones dressed up in expensive clothes who stand around all pri......Read the rest...