First Name Poems - Poems about First Name

... The last couple of times we’ve had dinner with our family I have been enthralled as we sit and talk around the table…by all the names I’m called. Since James was given to me by my parents on th......

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...My auntie, who was on vacation Was lusting for fast fornication She met a well-hung guy But her foo-foo’s too dry She blurted, “It needs lubrication!” The fella, whose first name w......

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... In Test cricket…we talk quite a bit about the assumption to be a hit…need gumption and grit…another platitude about the right attitude at any latitude…selectors gratitude for vigour..rigour..fortit......

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... It’s been 3 years since the low blow of nadirs As we said hooroo to you..goodbye to our top guy Still feeling...reeling from the pain Of all the polished veneers of careers Which is th......

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...Happy-go-lucky were his middle names Three because his parents liked to play name games Does he have a first name? aske two concerned old dames Yes, said his sister, Poindexter but James is what h......

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...She was just eight when she stood at the gate Looking at the distant sun moving with the clouds while the trees rock with the speed of the wind and heavens composed a wonderful hymn, it was the S......

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...The Laws of Attraction (A lone voice whispers) Do you believe in the laws of manifestation When I started writing poetry I visualised being the best version of: John Duffy Poet I coul......

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...How one twenty first century married mortal male (me - Matthew Scott Harris)... found himself bewitched about Circe, particularly after reading book title by the same name. An enchantress and a ......

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...Vincent Damon Furnier his musical acts are funny when asked why he is so strange he could only say Alice is my first name ......

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...I cannot tell what the dickens his name is.’ (The Merry Wives of Windsor, Act 3, Scene 2) by Shakespeare I have a real tale to tell of two cities. I need an author of some note. I heard of......

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...So you like me ? There came a day that you asked me if I liked you . And I couldn’t find it in me to answer. I mean what was it that I’m feeling ? I was hoping that’s something time will tell U s......

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...I ruminate about the past in the roaring rain, I never understood the happiness game, One of my architects used brutality to enlighten me I wondered if this was the reason my......

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...IT Professor Simon Rogerson a first-name his surname began Folks often twisted the two thus Roger Simonson came into view......

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...Aye, aye! Said the Captain, who spoke on his date, He spoke on his date to his very first mate, His very first mate, the lady Miss Tate, The very first lady to say he was great! Yes, yes, m......

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...I feel honored, and flattered to acquaint myself (a married youthful looking sexagenarian solitudinarian from southeastern Montgomery County, Pennsylvania), yet feel awkward at jump/kick starting a r......

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