Friends Concrete Poems | Examples
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O I
am so
sad now
that she left
for up above.
Twenty years
is a long time
to love a cat,
this sweet.
A kitten came
that fit my hand
all fluffy and purring,
she loved to cuddle
all the long nights.
I held her in my arms
till her body was stone.
And now I go to the place
where I buried my beauty.
I told my friends- no, no,
more cats for this here girl.
They say just give it time!
Oh, oh my- days are empty,
sometimes, I hear her soft
meow call, calling for me,
and that breaks my heart.
Tears,
now
fall
fall
fall
like
rain
on
my
new
wee
cat.
In the realm of Telegram's glow,
Where taps and tokens start to flow,
A game named W-Coin was born,
A simple tap, and wealth was sworn.
With every press, the coins accrue,
A world of crypto starts to brew,
Ethereum, Solana bright,
Or TON, each path a different light.
Fifty thousand strong at start,
A growing game, a beating heart,
Ten million soon, or so they claim,
Yet bots might play this numbers game.
Invite your friends, the tokens rain,
Referral bonuses to gain,
With each new friend, the levels climb,
Rewards increase with passing time.
Tasks and staking, boosters too,
Ways to earn and gather through,
Retweets, join, and play with glee,
Unlocking rewards, climbing the tree.
Stake your coins, let them rest,
Earnings grow, you'll be impressed,
Reinvest to tap with might,
Workers toil throughout the night.
In this game, the taps are gold,
A simple joy that never old,
W-Coin's world, a click away,
Where tapping leads to wealth each day.
.
.....HO-HO-HO
..snow-snow-snow
A star shining bright
Welcome wise Magi
Santa brings goodies
A pot bellied laughter
A baby in the manger
Foxes. Reindeer. Bells
........Sox. Mittens..
....................Warm embrace
...............Jingle bells all the way
...............Huddles laughters joys
................Santa comes on sleigh
................A glistening white sheet
.................Covered my playground
.................Frozen are all fruits trees
..................I have a bright one home
..................Keeping my little cat busy
..................Laden with sparkling goodies
.............................Fun n Foodies
..............Time for
.......Joys celebrations
....Family friends cousins
...Sharing cakes n cuddles
..Sleigh tracks are covered
..For It has snowed all night
..Making Merry Being Happy
.How cold growing up would be..
Without these Christmas glories
.............Merry Xmas
...................To All
.
~ from Amitabh
So, do you tell all your friends that you have loves gun to my head?
My legs work just fine it's easy to get up and walk away from this bed
Love is not a chain welded for your misuse
My heart's not
an anvil for your hammer
to forge my abuse
For all the depth
and warmth to you
that my eyes did show
You are about to find
out how deeply low my
heart's A/C can go
O I
am so
sad now
that she left
for up above.
Twenty years
is a long time
to love a cat,
this sweet.
A kitten came
that fit my hand
all fluffy and purring,
she loved to cuddle
all the long nights.
I held her in my arms
till her body was stone.
And now I go to the place
where I buried my beauty.
I told my friends- no, no,
more cats for this here girl.
They say just give it time!
Oh, oh my- days are empty,
sometimes, I hear her soft
meow call, calling for me,
and that breaks my heart.
Tears,
now
fall
fall
fall
like
rain
on
my
new
wee
cat.
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August 23, 2018 - Repost
Poetry/Concrete/Concrete Cat
Copyright Protected, ID 08-1307-284-23
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Submitted to the Standard contest Shape Up
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 11/29/20
First Place
THROUGH THE POET'S EYES
The soul that can speak through the eyes
is the thought that execute it infinite mastery
with a passion like a refiners fire,
unquenchable by roaring waters.
Just like the window to the body
where the soul is housed,
In the in-depth eyes of a poet,
unique light strikes & turns it into a color
that doesn't exist except in the moment.
The world see the lens,
the poet sees the tense,
the world see the sclera,
poets see words & paper,
the world see the cornea & Iris,
creativity oozes from the poet's chambers;
word darts makes his soul restless,
shooting punchlines that becomes endless.
The poet eyes sees beyond this realm,
and so...this eyes:
Seen the highs & lows,
witnessed the maglinant friends & foes,
peer through impediments with allergies
of fear, of self & frienemies,
seen darkness you could ever imagine
and the illumination that finally transform
this embodiment of grace.
The mastery of my pen has always been
and is in the mystery of my being.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}.
Copyright © June 24th, 2020.
O I
am so
sad now
that she left
for up above.
Twenty years
is a long time
to love a cat,
this sweet.
A kitten came
that fit my hand
all fluffy and purring,
she loved to cuddle
all the long nights.
I held her in my arms
till her body was stone.
And now I go to the place
where I buried my beauty.
I told my friends- no, no,
more cats for this here girl.
They say just give it time!
Oh, oh my- days are empty,
sometimes, I hear her soft
meow call, calling for me,
and that breaks my heart.
Tears,
now
fall
fall
fall
like
rain
on
my
new
wee
cat.
______________________________
August 23, 2018
Poetry/Concrete/Concrete Cat
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1198-804-01
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to FGI Blog Series 5 - Shape
Brian Strand
Podium Place 1
IF THE CALL THE BITTERSWEET IT WOULD DIE IN DEFEAT.
CHANGES ARISE UPON ME WHERE AM I SUPPOSED TO GO ON THIS JOURNEY.
FEARFUL AND EXCITED AT THE SAME TIME NOT KNOWING WHAT IS GOING TO COME UPON ME.
TRUSTED SO MANY ONLY TO RECIEVE THE SHORT END OF THE STICK.
CARRYING A LOAD THAT SEEMED UNBEARABLE THE PRESSURE MOUNTED AND THE TIME WAS FADING.
SO-CALLED FRIENDS DOING THE UNDERCOVER SHADING.
LIFE THREW ME OFF BALANCE SO I HAVE TO KEEP GOING I HAVE TO CATCH UP.
WHAT LOOKED LIKE A DISAPPOINTMENT BECAME A BLESSING IN DISGUISE.
MY ENERGY HAS BEEN BOLTED UP AGAIN AND MY TIME IS NOT BEING TAKEN FOR GRANTED.
A BURDEN LIFTED OFF OF MY SHOULDERS AND A NEW BEGINNING CAME AROUND FOR ME SO I CAN GROW THE WAY I NEED TO.
PEACE BATHES MY SOUL AND FEEDS MY SPIRIT THERE IS A LIFE AFTER.
THERE IS NEW BEGINNING AS I ENTER THIS NEW CHAPTER OF MY LIFE.
I MUST SEE WHAT UNFOLDS IN FRONT OF ME.
O I
am so
sad now
that she left
for up above.
Twenty years
is a long time
to love a cat,
this sweet.
A kitten came
that fit my hand
all fluffy and purring,
she loved to cuddle
all the long nights.
I held her in my arms
till her body was stone.
And now I go to the place
where I buried my beauty.
I told my friends- no, no,
more cats for this here girl.
They say just give it time!
Oh, oh my- days are empty,
sometimes, I hear her soft
meow call, calling for me,
and that breaks my heart.
Tears,
now
fall
fall
fall
like
rain
on
my
new
wee
cat.
______________________________
August 23, 2018
Poetry/Concrete/It Is About Love
Copyright Protected, ID 08-1054-414-23
All Rights Reserved, 2018, Constance La France
Submitted to the Standard contest, A Brian Strand Visual
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 03/01/2022
First Place
Social media helps us all connect
as slowly we all lose the skill to relate.
We have a hundred or so
friends that we see every
detail of their lives in images
rants and memes. But all we
really seem to know
about them is a very
carefully curated version of
their filtered lives. We are awed
when they divorce their perfect
spouse or end up in rehab.It is
the lie we believe to be truth.
The image is in the whitespace (Facebook icon)
feeling way proper gloating and bragging.
flagging off those minor alarms, faking.
Friends finding themselves in , by my tagging.
notification speaking in tongues, ringing.
fabric barely stay long.
cotton sings a loosen up song.
only my human being sees nothing wrong.
but a significant proof we were king Kong.
too heavy but scary.
soo proud and merry.
full of life, and tough.
it breaks through halves.
wilder than the dark forest.
it gets more modest,
collective when utter white language.
and breath life to that then age.
it's God but how?
he created it,how can he be now?
it beyond measures and above wonders.
proactive and detective.
like a creative writer, it's rigid and poetic.
but it's only failed once ,
it's failed to stand up for myself.
when her friend surrounder all herself.
I needed only one shot,
but big gun couldn't plot.
that's why I call something Concrete,
as something I can't cheat.
E E
A S A S
T E R T E R
BUNNY BUNNY
HIDING (O) EASTER (O) EGGS
FUN FOR THE CHILDREN
GO SEEK AND FIND
ON EASTER DAY
GET LUCKY
FIND ONE AND SHARE WITH
YOUR FRIENDS. A DELICIOUS MILK CHOCOLATE
EASTER EGG
________________________________-
Can't go back
I remember waiting to see you at the club.
We were only 21. We would dance the last
dance of the night.
I remember at a birthday party my friends
had for me, you ask me if you could kiss
me. I laughed and said to my friends watch
He is going to be the guy I merry someday.
I remember going sking and you ask me to
merry you.
I remember our first home and first pet.
I remember our first anniversary. You said
it wasn't important it was just the first year.
I remember having our first baby. My water
broke, and you just sat in your chair and took
time.
The second baby you hardly came to the hospital
to see us.
Years have gone bye and I can remember
All the times I hoped you would change.
I remember you telling me to get a job and did.
I remember you sending pix of house chores
I haven't had time for to me at work asking why
I haven't done it yet.
I remember always saying I'm sorry.
I Remember the day I told you to leave.
I remember my heart having so much pain.
I remember you saying your (SORRY)
In the end I Can't remember and I
CAN'T GO BACK
We were once friends
We were once soulmates
We were once by each others side
We were once taking on the world together
We were once lost into each others' eyes
We were once so connected
We were once forever
Sunshine Smile
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A July 23 A
[A] [A]
A day to remember, the day we await
Now your special day is here. Time to celebrate!
Nice, sweet and good friend of mine, I’m going to greet,
My best wishes, I lovingly send from my place.
Lots of love may fill your life, blessings with all the happiness
Wishing you good health and many more success.
Sunshine Smiles may shine every day, fill you with all God’s grace,
Caked poem for you, Happy Birthday dearest friend! Hugs and cheers!
7/23/2017
Happy, Happy Birthday to Our Very Dear Poet Friend, Anne Lise Andersen!(one of my favorite poets and very dear friends) Today is her birthday.
Big Birthday Hugs and Cheers! God bless!