Fest Poems - Poems about Fest

Words seen through the inspiring eyes Emotions during the assembly Intervention phase The when, how and shall Wisdom mount Unknown sentences through the horizon of their own Assurance in knowing Bulls eye target Thrown through catch Past into present Poet in represent Circles and squares Caution in beware Time set The effect Poet test ...

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October 2051 Damali and Desharah celebrated her birthday with Sedanah Born on the same date one year apart. "Thank you both And thanks Seda for being older than me!" "No problem Cousin. She played footsie with Damali under the table. He pushed away from the table. "Seda get the food from the oven." ...

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If Harris chooses to have beer, They hoist a message more than mere, It’s like October Fest In November, no haste! Sails rudderless poll boat, Who knows how people vote? Guesses gallop, go in top gear. _____________________ Tongue-in-cheek |10.10.2024| humour, political Poet’s note: Kamala Harris in a media blitzkrieg on late night TV chooses to down a folksy beer to ‘send a...

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One Saturday in a fest I met an old buddy in a vest Who was mighty grateful to bond At the side of an old pond And tell stories of the wild west...

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Long awaited day of feasting- celebrating tom turkey...

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It sheer is nice to munch all night and all day, too, with farmer Byron’s crew of sheep, that is, that wander underneath his wide walnut grove, that’s old and true. Hey, baa baa Babe, don’t you run away you’re missing tons of fresh, green hay meanwhile baa baa Bob, whose teeth are long wanders in circles ‘cuz he...

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The tattooed drunk With the expensive shoes, And a desperate look Of having nothing to lose, Barracked me at the microphone. I was so glad he was on his own. A single drunk is easy to quell More than one can be a hell. I finished my spot, went for a beer Turned around to see him Standing quite near....

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Harvest Fest’s Annual fair is the place we are heading today Maisy my dog is totally excited, she loves the children. My own are grown and have moved to cities far away. Where the jobs are, away from their cousins and us. The smells of fall are in the air – pumpkin, cinnamon, applesauce. I am bringing homemade cider, apple...

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Colors in the trees They're decked out for summer fest in raspberry days At last the get together Seasons come but once a year Here comes red robin for the sunshine singalong as jay sings the blues amidst dark berries galore in the middle of the year...

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Fresh to this world, we have learned all things new. Luck and fortune only smile on a few. As death would sneak up bestowing our rest, chasing windmills of mind we should askew. Our life lived will be put to a strict test. Conditions propitious for a gabfest. Secrets we argue over and debate will be made clear; astound the very best. Live...

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Strong winds are blowing in from the west As dark storm clouds gather overhead, Threatening our celebrated Summer Fest. Thunder and lightning increase the dread Special events will need to be canceled, Months of planning could not see ahead. A stage for musical acts has been disabled Disappointment reigns throughout town The city planners are feeling very unsettled, The revelers are simply feeling let...

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Sun-Dried Rain David J Walker Following the path of Southwest winds Carving canyons Starving clouds and land alike Making sand of topsoil As pilgrims pray for rain staking a claim in blowing dust In bilingual refrains of long missed moisture and drying rust Sun-dried children cleansed and swaying on backyard clothes lines dying for a drop of Sun-Dried rain Who will be...

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Schools of fish in this lake seem to hold a fest Fishes of all sorts swim in an august zest Shining in spotted, striped, silver, and gold vest Schools of fish in this lake seem to hold a fest Carp, cod, hake, jack, shad, and sole in blest best jest Flexing and gliding through the calm water crest Schools of...

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First it was the bats, who came buzzing by, on a spin. Hot on their tail the hawks were flying again. The ravens were stirred up, but they stood their ground. Crows were eating the corn; clever and sound. It was Hallows Eve, a time for children to feel dread. Most of them were not asleep, but sitting terrified in...

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thawing frozen snow winter’s vaporization ~ robin fiesta...

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