Olds Poems - Poems about Olds

They sang to stars, to flowers pale with dew, To hearts that bled beneath the waning moon; Yet every song they wove from sorrow grew, Each note a dirge, each rhyme a fading tune. The world too heavy, pressing on their soul's, A crown of thorns their tender temples bore; Love fled like whispers, leaving them to hold, And silence reigned where...

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Insanely bad mood Snippy and snarling He is four-years-old Fighting his nap time Baby sitter folds He falls asleep at six o’clock when parents come to take him home grouchy boy cannot eat wants his bed routine broken sad ...

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In stanzas rich with life's profound embrace, Sharon Olds wove words, a poetic grace. Verses danced, a vibrant, candid stream, Her pen a beacon, in reality's dream. Through life's tapestry, her verses told, Of love's ardor, and stories bold. Yet, time's relentless, inevitable tide, Embraced her gently, where poets bide. In the quiet realm where shadows play, Sharon's ink echoes, an eternal display. Her legacy,...

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Removing the planes that hit the towers ~ censors no longer cower...

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*Image of Conhece-te a ti mesmo (Know thyself) by Pinterest. Frisky as Two-Year-Olds HIM: Anything unputdownable? HER: Yes, and you? HIM: Lucky, we're here, we'll continue indoors ... and leave the book! HER: Don't forget the kids, I'll carry Puddy-Tat upstairs ... HIM: I'll persuade Pup-Tart outside. HER: Meet you at the rendezvous! 2022 July 25 *3rd Place* Short verse inspired by pictures ~~Lisa YY: Judged...

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Prince George is there at Wimbledon, Between his folks, first row. They’re sitting in the Royal Box With hours left to go. In suit and tie, though 8 years old, He’s very well behaved, Remaining quite expressionless While both his parents waved. I’m watching from the living room, My grandson, 8, close by. He paid attention for a while In shorts and tee (no tie). He’s...

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In kindergarten we were the little dollies Carried around by our classmates all day Until we started to like it My happy twin and I Naturally prissy teacher tried to stop it But they loved us ever much our classmates We were popular that first week of school Everyone wanted to play with the twins Many had never seen the like We were...

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Embodied By David J Walker As if I were a Ford or Chevy Or an Old’s 88 Classified by year and make and Model, registered and taxed and Licensed with the local government A product of an assembly line from the American Big 3 proudly adorned with Airplane like fins and flashy chrome bumpers Popular in my generation Parts interchangeable with the few That...

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Elmont was a good father Children never a bother Having two daughters years after he wed Everything well planned not much debt Rose and Susie were their names Beautiful flowers blooming in a family picture frame There was an incident long ago With these two lovely does When the red head got mad one time...

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Untold laughter shaking her loudly Diabolical and ruthless Ninety-year-old’s privilege Fooling almost no one Delighting her cat Smirking with mirth Partner in Friendship Crime...

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I was told he was a bit shy so I allowed him to bring a friend with him to the counseling office. They were both five, and friends. They found each other the first day school started, a week ago. They were shy all of three minutes until they sensed how easy I am. Such giggling!...

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We hid in the cottonwood tree’s magic treehouse. Spying on our neighbors. Laughter rang out occasionally from the windows of some of their houses. We clutched our stomachs and laughed. Mr. Pete gave his wife a big hug at their house. We all went, Oh, yucky! We were eleven, and loved the height of our tree mansion. Feeling like detectives, or FBI...

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Limericks There once was a small rabbit from Siam, Who always proclaimed, “I think I can”, In time he did grow as white as the snow, Now he gives auditions on the tram! There was a smart fox with ginger fur, Who was happy and started to purr, No one could catch him, No trap with a latched trim, He outsmarted them each time...

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Bright sun, puffy clouds , pinky fluffy candy floss, Rolling on the fields lined with grassy, grassy green moss....

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She had turned three last June and proud, oh my She was the apple of her daddy's eye Little girls don't come prettier than she Seemed like her future was bright as could be Daddy bragged to all those who would listen Of her blue eyes and hair that would glisten He talked of her brain and how she was smart And...

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