Greeting Poems - Poems about Greeting

“Hello” Hello, Hello, Hello. I say Hello to all who pass me by, No matter the trail, No matter how steep, No matter the street, It is my treat. I say Hello, For the smile it brings, To the young, To the aged, To the lonely and the sad. To all who pass me by. I say Hello, For the friend I wish to be To...

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This advertisement by ETSY is inappropriate. It depicts a greeting card of a man getting excited down there. And it crosses the line in the sand of what's decent and what's not. This picture is definitely distasteful and sexually suggestive, especially on a site that promotes its self as being family friendly. It's like I'm visiting...

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rowdy howdy...

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In the desolate plains, Where nothing to be seen and nothing to be heard. I heard a welcome dear, my spirit lifted up To welcome my friend dear. Oh, no heaven's mercy, it's just the whisper of the wind. ...

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A beautiful colorful day, every flower greeting hellos. I'm joyfully kissing love, many nights. Only polite quiet recipients, sound true universal valentines. Wanting xylophone youthful zeal. ...

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Seeing as I live here (I say this not in jest), remember this is my domain, and you are just a guest. There is a possibility that's fairly safe to predict: you will definitely be sniffed and probably be licked. (Deal with it.) It is not my problem if you're a crusty grouch; if you don't like cat hairs, stay off the...

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Quick lick then walks away dog...

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So sick of all the greeting card kind of love. They never bother to say in their own words, So I’m always wondering if they’d ever rise above How they so follow the will of the herd’s....

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We met a man…and Englishman… who, when we were greeted him had this to say… He smiled, tipped his hat then said…”Have a lovely day”. It was a lovely sentiment… which loses a little something on this page where only the words appear because it was spoken in that wonderful English accent I’m sorry you weren’t there to hear… But if you...

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When it is time to send a greeting card for birthdays, holidays, and more- each year, my searching for the right one can be hard; to make my own is personal and dear. In my computer program- there I find the graphic templates and poetic themes to fashion cards appropriate and kind; created with an inner love that beams. Their names appear to...

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Greeting the sun struck day. Now Unfolding myself, Stretching out the creases, Winking, blinking tired eyes. Brain fog slowly ceases. Greeting the sun struck day. Exuberance sets in. There, for what lies ahead. Plan a course of action. Decide which road to tread. Greeting the sun struck day. Should I take the high road, Where fragrant plumage grows, Or is the low road best, Where sparkling water flows? Greeting the...

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The arc of teeth the rising and falling of words Transcribing tangled knots sayings nonsensical Incisors gnashing bone scrapes the blade. Keep searching, keep searching, they are meant to be found, to be bound by record. Between both pens at the side of the skull Is the archive of every schmuck sentenced To receive the cold descent Upon the neck’s nape that feels...

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Merry Christmas my fellow poets Makers of wonders through strokes of words I'm thankful for another year That's shared with you as siblings in flair From various places we may have come But brothers and sisters all we are In our veins run the same blood We're all descendants of the stars For, we shine bright...

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I shouldn't have looked into wondrous eyes to find a reason to comply and stay and dance with romance beneath stars that sigh in a fragrant-scented night, I'll obey that your eyes so tender could hold me chained with delicate passions burning desire I become a prisoner that's retrained freedom is granted to caress the fire we'll hear the breathless breath of love...

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Minuscule marshmallows in weak cocoa there is no taste in the heat of the South; It should always burn the top of the mouth and be soothed inhaling a ball of snow; Those worn out carolers will need a jolt so the hot air doesn’t cause them to faint; Narcoleptic has become a poor trait, out of tune voices...

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