Fifty Two Poems | Examples

Fifty-Two Pickup

under
control 
all's well
in whole

never
better
to the
letter

what's this
mary ann
open up
worm can

I see
blonde curls
flying
squirrels

am I
insane?
or, just
a bird brain

wait, but
it's open/shut
one minute
wingnut

I'm in the
trenches
taking leave
of my senses

open eyes
light a candle
she flies
off the handle

feelings
linger
she gave me
the middle finger

a big
talker
off her
rocker

in trouble deep
losing sleep
counting
hallucinations
and sheep

twiddle
digits
fuss and
fidget

keep a
tight lip
take
another sip

or a
gulp
beat yourself
to a pulp

living
hell
I hope
it ends well

or maybe just
a hiccup
fifty-two
pickup

One Fifty Two Shades of White

Choosing which shade of white,
drives most people up the wall.
There's at least 
152 shades of white 
to choose from.
Despite being well: "Just White" 
It's the subtle hue, blah blah, 
hubris and hoo-ha,
that comes to the fore.
White can be darker, lighter, 
cooler or warmer, 
extra bright or dim,
so so cool, boring or subdued.
"Wind's Breath", "Extra White"
"Moonlight White at Night".
How can you choose?
It's the paints position, lighting, shade
and context that makes
the decision so complex.
Any color tinge, even within plain stark white
Can evoke a profound emotional reaction.
“Pristine” whites feel frigid cold, like ice.
Tiny tints of yellow, orange and red
feel "happy", “warm” or “sunny.”
Subtle slurps of green or blue
feel "natural" and "homely".
But, beware my friend,
Never ever choose:
"Off White" or
"Shades of Gray"
Heaven Forbid!

Fifty-Two Pickup

rising and falling
hemming and hawing

fifty-two pickup
jokers included

Fifty-Two Dollars

Fifty-two dollars

Oh how I wish I had fifty-two dollars
to cover the cost of a four-dollar meal,
and pay for an outfit that’s much more in style,
on sale, half the price, is considered a steal

To gather a card for each holiday calling
and write out your name where the address does go,
grabbing a beautiful bouquet of flowers,
that bloom like your smile each season they grow

To purchase a suitcase for that destination,
that brings my heart closer to where yours does wait
while running to catch Monday’s bus at the station,
for Tuesday or Wednesday just might be too late

Oh how I wish I had fifty-two dollars,
so I could be near you whatever I spend
and maybe have change left to keep in my pocket,
in case time allows me to see you again

Fifty-Two Times a Year

Sunday's my fun day
      Late to work Monday

    Tuesday's a food day
      Pay the price Wednesday

    Thursday's for shopping
      On Friday, no stopping

    Saturday, I rest
      A whole week to digest

Micro Fifty Two

Some taste your heart, 
Others touch your skin;
Braided together, 
take me to that level.

Fifty Two Years Ago

Fifty two years ago

I saw her walk in the front of me
her body did sway with a pert little walk
perking my interest I wanted to see
her face and her hair, perhaps we could talk
I sped up my pace to face her carefree
I smiled with surprise and she smiled back at me
and faltered to speak for seconds apart
but managed to speak the plea from my heart
time has been long and I found you at last
give me your name while we have a repast
she laughed at my whim and joined me to dine
I drank to the hope that she would be mine
and fifty two years we relive the past

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Fifty Two Years

Fifty two years

I saw her walk in the front of me
her body did sway with a pert little walk
perking my interest I wanted to see
her face and her hair, perhaps we could talk
I sped up my pace to face her carefree
I smiled with surprise and she smiled back at me
and faltered to speak for seconds apart
but managed to speak the plea from my heart
time has been long and I found you at last
give me your name while we have a repast
she laughed at my whim and joined me to dine
I drank to the hope that she would be mine
for fifty two years we relive the past

I’m Crushing On You Contest
Sponsored by Julie Ligh Rodeheaver
April 6, 2019

One, Fifty-Two, Sixteen, Two

Hey little kiddies, have you heard this story
Bout the Teddy Bear who could count up to fifty
Only problem was, the numbers weren't in order
But his Bear friends all thought he was nifty

He'd start out, “one... fifty-two... sixteen... two”
Mama Bear said he was doing just fine
Didn't want to hurt her little guy's feelings
She knew he'd figure it out in good time

“He'll learn them before he grows up,” she thought
When it's important to get numbers straight
Like when he's buying honey for his sweetie
And the store sign says five ninety-eight

At first he would count out nine eighty-five
Now that was too much for the honey
Then he remembered what Mama Bear taught him
And gave the man the right amount of money

You can find him going around counting all day
He goes, “one... fifty-two... sixteen... two”
And laughs when Mama Bear gets all flustered
Then says, “one... two... three... fooled you!”

Fifty Two Whole New Weeks

Life is filled with many surprises
each year brings many a change
never knowing what's next on horizon
from many angles no matter the range

Fifty two weeks in the year
each one brings something new
such is the variety of life
what'll be next? don't have a clue

Next year could bring life's end
you can never really know
only God knows your final date
He gives each breath till we go

But be positive about these weeks
fifty two is really quite a lot
many a good thing can happen
think of past blessings you've got

Remember to be thankful for the past
no matter what tomorrow may bring
as long as you've breath in your mouth
raise your voice to thankfully sing

Fifty Two

When the last cast goes
Your leg rejoices but you
cry and want it back

Year Fifty Two

Year Fifty Two


Oh what a glorious day it is
And happy birthday to you I say
Fifty two wonderful years for you
And many more  you’ll have I pray

Don’t look so down in the mouth
And pout about getting so old
Be glad you’ve lasted this long I say
Many more stories you have to be told

There are so many you have that care
And these things you need to know
Why look at all the things you’ve done
And the love and kindness to all you show

There are the boys in your life of course
Sometimes they don’t show you enough
But just below their nonchalance 
Is so much care and love and stuff

And then of course there is me
The me you just cannot do without
You know that I care and you care too
So just never worry or have any doubt

So happy, happy birthday!!
And say hello to fifty two 
It is just another year you know
And it is a great time waiting for you!!

October 8th, 2015

Connie Moore

Fifty-Two Pick Up

fifty-two pick up
a game Dad taught us
picking up all cards
hearts diamonds clubs spades
ace of spades right here
 
Bonnie an ace
there’s a card there
they’re all over
picking up cards

me and sis
Dad dropped them
now we know

picking
up is

fun

One Fifty-Two Sixteen Two

Hey little kiddies, have you heard this story
Bout the Teddy Bear who could count up to fifty
Only problem was, the numbers weren't in order
But his Bear friends all thought he was nifty

He'd start out, “one... fifty-two... sixteen... two”
Mama Bear said he was doing just fine
Didn't want to hurt her little guy's feelings
She knew he'd figure it out in good time

“He'll learn them before he grows up,” she thought
When it's important to get numbers straight
Like when he's buying honey for his sweetie
And the store sign says five ninety-eight

At first he would count out nine eighty-five
Now that was too much for the honey
Then he remembered what Mama Bear taught him
And gave the man the right amount of money

You can find him going around counting all day
He goes, “one... fifty-two... sixteen... two”
And laughs when Mama Bear gets all flustered
Then says, “one... two... three... fooled you!”

Nineteen-Fifty-Two

I wish things were
the same now, as then,
I wish I was there, Instead of here.

In Nineteen-Fifty-Two,
things were simple, and so care free,
you always had somethng to do.

You could see a movie,
or buy a comic or pop for the price of a dime,
everyone's favorite saying was groovie.

Drugs were no problem at all,
crime also was very down,
young Willie Mays was even playing ball.

Children had respect even for their parents,
three-D was really in,
and everyone had good merit's.

In Nineteen-Fifty-Two,
Ike was elected President,
and I wasn't felling so blue.

I know the past
is gone you can't go back,
time really goes on way to fast.

I wished then I could've made a forecast,
Nineteen-Fifty-Two only a memory
looking back, life has been good at last.

wrote 6-14-90

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