Fest Poems - Poems about Fest

POET 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

Chapter 168--- DAMIAN DELILAH MALLORY HOLYANNA: Desharah turns 21, this LOVE fest

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."  

Oktober Fest in America

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

Old buddy

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

Turkey fest

Long awaited day of feasting- celebrating tom turkey

A Baa Baa Feed Fest

It sheer is nice to munch all night
and all day, too, with Byron’s crew
of sheep, that is, that wander ‘neath 
his 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 has brain

At Pocklington Little Fest

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.

Harvest Fest Annual Autumn Fair

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

Fest Dressed

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

The Cup of Life

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

Summer Fest

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

Sun Dried Rain

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

Fish Fest

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

The Hallows Eve Fest

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

Crust Moon

thawing frozen snow
	winter’s vaporization ~
		robin fiesta

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