Good Story Poems - Poems about Good Story

...Brother Keven It is cool having a brother who could pass for a famous Hollywood actor. He never did take his good looks to Hollywood and I'm sure his wife is glad of it. Keven is fun to hang out wi......Read the rest...

...Walk with me to the gym and do the African spin; walk with me to the gym and I will show you where it all begins. The love for money, the love for culture has found its way to the bush doctor, a litt......Read the rest...

...Look at him this old, foolish, useless ass Let’s push him aside as we gaily pass Cruel, unforgiving folk would taunt and say How they tried to hurry him on his way But he knew he’d been useful ......Read the rest...

...There was a young girl, who was often put in many boxes. She was put into a box by family members. Because she was a bit shy and awkward. Resulting in the box of feeling like an outcast. Life ......Read the rest...

...A good storyteller knows how to make an audience hooked Making them anticipate each and every move And crave for a good story while not wanting it to end For a good story should find a way to alwa......Read the rest...

...Crescent moon was a tiny bit chilly on pink clouds tonight He got his warm cozy crocheted afghan and turned on the light. Sweet baby star Dory stopped by to listen to a good story. Crescent was ha......Read the rest...

...Queueing for busses Even though not going far Been queueing for busses Ever since I sold the car. I still can’t believe What a bus passenger hears. What have i been missing For all of those ye......Read the rest...

...Big eyed dragon Marvelous Magical Mitzy Mon-taine Was hanging for life on a Christmas tree candy cane When children came by, she held still. “Is that a dragon?” asked Little Bill. Little Miss K......Read the rest...

...[Every good story needs a sub plot, so…] He watched from his vantage point on the bank’s roof And looked out for folk that he knew were uncouth His years on the run had made him aloof But soon ......Read the rest...

...Image: Cloud Fantasy, by Susan Lawrence On spring's green carpet I repose, revitalizing the soul passing slow minutes pondering the sky The lake whispers a morning meditation as memo......Read the rest...

...As they left the Keep DynDoeth questioned Joulupukki, “What did I miss back there?” Joulupukki explained everything that happened and how no one would have been able to tell where the attack......Read the rest...

...He awoke to the sound of lightly crunching ice. As he opened his eyes the boy stood looking at him, then with one fluid motion he stepped forward and stretched out his hand, “I am Lumi, forme......Read the rest...

...As the vaccination programme speeds along, and the end is getting near, I find myself reflecting on the year a virus came, bringing suffering and fear. For twelve long months we were in quaranti......Read the rest...

...When the wind blows strong West on Currarong Beach, I love to throw the sea-mail out to sea in bottles. I know the wind will carry them out through the breakers to wherever the wind, waves and ......Read the rest...

...Our eldest grandson is called Rory who likes a book with a good story to read by a light at bed time each night so long as the plot is not gory. Now Toby is his younger brother with......Read the rest...