Life List Poems | Examples
These Life List poems are examples of List poems about Life. These are the best examples of List Life poems written by international poets.
Three back scratchers
Box of tissues, off brand
Birthday card
Six pencils
Four erasers
A couple of paint brushes
Hair dye
Pink pony tail holder
Ruler
Magazines
Marbles
Empty pill bottle
Towel
Toothpaste
Marvel comic book
Scotch tape
Three-year-old ding dong
Inhaler
Thank you note
Pencil sharpener
Two notebooks – one red, one blue
Gel pens
Blue paint tape
This is a tiny peek at what I keep in my basket next to my chair
Because you never know when you will need something ……
Task This.
Gimmicky:
Painted Ponies...
Pi.
-Gray Squirrel
06-04-2026
I Keep Thinking
Of What I Should Add...
Hmmm... That Should
Be Added... And This...
I'm Sure There's Time.
ADD THAT TO THE LIST!
First, Make A List...
Then, Stop It.
Time Isn’t Real.
Just: The Idea.
-Gray Squirrel
05-29-2026
Made a candle from my ear wax
It allows me to see things more clearly
Made a pillow from my belly button lint
I can still hear it grumbling
Bought a nose hair trimmer
Don’t ask
Made a “you too” video
My pet slug ran away
It took him three weeks
Had the bird’s wings clipped
Now he sits there muttering WTF
The teacher said “take a seat”
I did…they made me bring it back
Taught a centipede to tap dance
Big mistake
Gave a mouse a cookie
See above
Let a sleeping dog lie
He ran for Congress
Hung a wet paint sign
On the Rose Bush
Buttered the bread on both sides
Just to be sure
An old bucket list
outdated goals and wishes
pondering theory
Mix me a playlist..
for a special gift
an album of us
to be a musical shadow box
a reminder of what matters
for motivation
for a celebration
to bring back that shy smile
to cement a concert memory
forever and always
to spin whenever
to give life a remix..
Mix me a playlist.
I never had a wish list
understanding life was hard
expecting no perks or prizes
childhood dreams of fame
tossed into reality gutter
keen on country living
I miss:
Roaming in forested lands with a child
Walking at least a mile
Thrills of adventure as to what we will see
Unwind, relax and just be
I miss
Life without so much fatigue
Being able to fulfill my needs
Then time for a change of pace
Removing stress indeed
I miss
Going shopping being carefree
On a day when life is plain
Maybe find a treasure in a book
Somewhere catch a fast train
I miss
My youth, life with change, feeling alive
Being able to write
Letting it flow from pen with ease
Then my soul would take flight
Gluttonous screen helpings of
‘A long time ago in a galaxy far far away..’
Lime boombox with Madonna singing,
‘Only when I’m dancin’ can I feel this free.’
Bread and butter of a pig tail soul;
My base bricks, these memories built me;
Grew up drawn to creativity,
carved my yearbook space unequivocally;
Walked with sweet n’ sour hooligans
who chose to live life differently;
Relentless teen of the DMV,
I learned the ropes on the trains of the city;
A poet with a head full of dreams,
and some of them I have made come true;
Ever changing but my roots are strong,
adaptable but loyal I forever stay;
Illuminating that smile I wore as a kid
are all the core memories that built me.
Blue is the color of the pilot’s sky.
Blue is the glisten in the dreamer’s eye.
Blue are some jewels, like, that of sapphire.
And blue, the flame; of the hottest fire.
Blue is the shield around the robin’s eggs.
But blue is too, the heart of he who begs.
Blue is that which grows around melted ice.
Blue are the tears which fall when life is trice.
Blue are the lips behind a stolen breath.
Blue; the visage of he who deals in death.
Blue, the wonted pigment; the hue of man.
Blue is the spectrum for being human.
Blue the color of the brilliant boundless sky
To look at the heavens with a heartfelt sigh.
Blue of the vast briny ocean
Teeming with marine life always in motion.
Blue feathers of an iridescent hummingbird,
Large Blue Macaw parrot or beautiful musical bluebird.
Blue spring vibrant Empire Blue Butterfly Bush
Attracting winged pollinators scented cush.
Blue color gives out a feel of peace, tranquility,
And quiescence serenity.
3/13/2024
Winter is when life put on hold.
Winter is when not hot but cold.
Winter is snow falling on hills.
Winter is reservoir refills.
Winter is when animals hibernate.
Winter is when people by the fire wait.
Winter is when temperature drops.
Winter is when everything stops.
Winter is when harsh winds do blow.
Winter is when farmers don't sow.
Winter can be blue and so very sad.
Winter can be sunny and not so bad.
Winter is always short days.
Winter is always dark ways.
Winter is three months of the year.
Winter is finite, have no fear.
Old newspaper clippings
as they hang on the wall
my old toys
stored in the cedar chest
the color of skin
as we work together
my two dogs and cat
chasing each other
my ink gliding across white paper
as I write this poem
Follow down the garden path
That leads to inner peace.
Plant the seeds of gratitude.
Indulge your best caprice.
Simplify each ritual.
Improve the whole routine.
Stay flexible and balanced.
Fold the laundry once it’s clean.
Clear out all the clutter.
Dust the cobwebs. Brush the cat.
Forgive the unforgiven.
Hand it over; pass the hat.
Appreciate the glories
That reside beneath the sun.
And silence all the thunder guns,
Yes, each and every one.
eap(eep) is a list cinquain where L1 is a statement followed by rhymed L2-5 that amplify the statment with words introduced by 'in the' by the ' of the'.I labelled this an eap after Edgar Allan Poe as it is inspired by sililoqy in this format in the conclusion of his essay Poetic Principle.
A couple of my examples -
eap-BEAUTY
A poet see beauty:
in the field of corn
in the mist-filled dawn
in the face care-worn
in the image still-born
eap -ART
The artist creates art:
with the portrait passe
in the still life display
of the abstract soufle
in the objets trouve