Long Weekend Poems | Examples


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Premium Member Work overtime during the long weekend

You want me to what?




AP: Honorable Mention 2026

Premium Member A Victoriia Long Weekend Fireworks

A Victoria long weekend
Is a long weekend
In the month of May
A gathering allowed
The rue was announced
Only small gatherings
Allowed to be held
Parks of any kind not
allowed
Just held in backyards

Waiting for darkness
then fireworks begin
Sleep interrupted
To wake from sound sleep
Loud pops noises heared
Loudly for hours
Until all is quiet 
Once again to sleep 
soundly

Premium Member Long Weekend In the Keys

The bleak dreary days of a cold December 
Were anticipated already in early September 
So, I talked to my boss, begged on my knees 
And added days to a long weekend in the Keys. 
 
Left for Miami on a snowy Thursday eve 
Arrived in warm sunshine, hard to believe, 
Rented a small compact and headed south 
Found lodging in a quaint little German Haus 
All tuckered out from the long day of travel 
I took to the bed and let all my cares unravel. 

For four solid days I behaved like a tourist 
Poking into whatever caught my interest 
I sunbathed, scorched, and aloed my burn 
Took in some intellectual lessons I learned 
At Truman’s resort and Hemingway’s home 
Jotted down a few notes to use in a poem. 

On Tuesday I experienced a rude awakening 
Arriving back at home late in the evening 
My hiatus over brought an unforgettable conclusion: 
A long weekend can become a refreshing intrusion.

SECOND PLACE WINNER
Written January 28, 2021
For Hiatus Contest


Premium Member Long Weekend

She meticulously packed her suitcase
This was a dream getaway long awaited 
She was ready for adventure


Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Long Weekend

Harry Jayson was a banker never at fault
he ignored any personal assault.
He was free and easy-going
nary a care showing
until Friday night he got locked in the vault.

Premium Member A Long Weekend

under the blue yonder of sky
a few stars glowing the coming dark
I can still see my way around
for a last drizzle from the pup
as the cat nocturnal woke up 
to wonder the night
driving back to the city tomorrow
I embrace my welcoming bed to dream
the lure of lore and a galore of snore
frogs croaking the lake on lily pads
as every thing must end until morning


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