Prettily Poems | Examples

Nouns and Verba Think They are All That

We are the nouns, the mighty tidy nouns
house cat, mouse, bat, zebras, elephants and gowns
you’re nothing without us, the verbs smirk, laugh and say
twirling, whirling, dancing, singing, along the way

the adjectives and adverbs laugh at these arrogant two
You might be the wood and concrete, but we are the glue
without us you cannot be mammoth, tiny, cold or blue
this was from a frustrated adjective named McGrue.

or dance daintily or prettily said an arrogant adverb
thinking you are all that without the others is kind of absurd
a peacekeeping preposition tried to make a pact,looking at each side.
over, under, upside down, around and through, his name was McBride.

Vulcan of Rome

l 'll sleep at his feet
l 'll bathe in his water
l'll choke in his heat
forgetting it's daughter

a pleasure boat calls
a sight seeing tour
Aeolian relax,
they fear not the facts

there's a crater above black
but wont worry me
l'll ignore all read facts
and just swim in the sea

so a sip of the wine
and then l'll fine
myth God Vulcan, Rome
i'm told, he's not home

l try not to think
if his times is to blink
that he has a lie in
as l sip on my gin

its a sight prettily
no sign hostility 
but this trip to Italy
Vulcano ,  Sicily
.................................worries me !

L M N O P

lively little lovely lithe lambs
merrily milling around Marty’s Milwaukee
nibbling nutty Nabisco nuggets
outstandingly joyful and childlike
prancing prettily like playful petite ponies

Pear’s Beautiful Blossoming Day

"The buds on my pear tree will become florets this day,
prettily unfurled a creamy white."  by poet

On leaves of green streams down the gold
of a radiant April dawn,
and blotted out is winter’s cold
because sun’s here to warmly smile upon
the pear tree that is posing on my lawn.
The first day for her blossoming has come.
White pearled clusters now adorn my favorite tree.
A lovely fashionista this day she has become.
Can any other tree be more beautiful than she?

Frost and Her Sisters

She appeared in the middle of a snowflake
Most could not see her, but the fey always can
She flitted around the white snow sprinkling pixie dust
It began to glisten, as twinkly as fifties sequins
Where were her sisters? Had they not arrived yet?
They were along shortly, sprinkling around white glitter
When they were finished the snow had a blueish tint
It was sparkling as prettily as it ever could
The faeries were finished until the next snowfall

Rap City

Sounds of the city:
Rap playing so prettily,
Gangsta melodies.

writing my feelings

I love my birthday badly
will welcome my friends gladly
they will come in twos and threes
bringing along September breeze

I do not like chocolate cake
pie and cheeses is what I will make
the gifts will pile up at the door
there will be gag presents and much more

I am a September baby, living her dream
fulfilling my own wishes, poet supreme
writing my feelings, down on a page
showing my sassiness, my feelings and my rage.

The words come so easily, and prettily too.
You want to come to the party? Well, why don’t you?
There is room for another guest always at my home.
Where I currently sit, writing this little poem.

Winter Is Undone

See Winter dripping off the trees.
It, finally, is past.
And here we are, down on our knees.
Thank God it didn’t last!
The morning sun creeps o’er the hill.
There’s not a cloud in sight.
Of snow, we’ve had more than our fill.
Please, no more chilly nights!

The birds are chirping prettily.
A song to warm the heart.
With smiles as far as eye can see
We greet the brand new start.
So, open windows! Open doors
To let the light shine in!
Who knows what grace we have in store?
No longer if, but when.

The breezes promise gentle rain.
No more the blust’ry storm.
No icy chill or gloomy pain.
Now all is light and warm.
We watch the flora come alive
To bloom beneath the sun.
For now, at last, does Spring arrive
And Winter is undone.

dark of night

It was a warm balmy night very peaceful
the woods slept soundly the moon shone 
In the quiet stepped out a unicorn flowing
silver mane it paused sniffing the air warily

Satisfied it started to cavort around gayly
soon a stag joined in and a fairy both dancing
They called to friends to join in all stepping high
Dancing and cavorting they continued  till dawn.

They then went their separate ways only hoof
marks showed they were ever there people 
puzzled over marks and shook their heads
Yet on the next moon lit night they returned.

And for many nights they cavorted with glee
Waiting for something to appear still waiting
then a star beamed down and prettily she
came touching noses with her mate then

They vanished back into the undergrowth
leaving all wondering if they ever or not
had been there at all.

THE HEIR

THE HEIR

Beneath banners bold, a baby boy blooms,
His shaped realm royalty reign looms.
Heir to the hallowed, heartened throne room.
In his reign, a kingdom, he promised to prune.4

Tiny toes toward the tapestry tread,
Before the Queen Mother, his marbled path led.
His kingdom awaits, with bated breath & bliss,
A noble heir, designly destined for success.8

From his cradle, cradled with care,
To his preteen, prettily protected & père,
A princely presence, beyond compare.¹¹

In his eyes lies the witty wisdom of ages,
A lineage of leaders, handed down through stages.
From his tiny fingers, pure power shall flow,
Leading his kin & kingdom, with a gentle glow.¹5

Long live little one, as dreams take flight,
The throne awaits, cloaked in the night.
The future monarch's destiny is crystal clear.
The heir is here & the kingdom holds him dear.¹?

Crowned curls cradle, cherubic charm's cheer,
Stately son, sovereign small, so sincere.
Gazes gleam, as the gentle Queen grins,
For her future's found in her foremost kin.²³


Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
FORM: Alliteration/Rhymes 
Copyright ©? December, 2023.

Skull Fever At Play

Skulls were sliding down the rapids having so much fun.
Their screams were well seen but eerily silent of course.
They frolic so prettily! Their bodies said, lying in the beach sun.
Suddenly an elongated skull joined them, the skull of a horse.

The equestrian’s mouth opened, showing loads of long teeth.
It’s amazing said the turtles, who were hiding below in the reef.
Skull fever is alive and well in the Seven seas today!
The sea creatures nodded, liking them in every way.

Kingfisher

brilliantly colored
	scuba diving apparel ~
		array on parade

prettily perching
	fun, feathered festivity ~
		eyes on the prizes

watching and waiting
	intelligent inquiry ~
		flickering movement

mobile suit gundam
	beak poised in full readiness ~
		instinctive appetition

	diving without halt
	flying somersault

NB: Other - Haiku Sonnet form created by David Marshall; 4 haikus plus a couplet of either 5.5 or 7.7 syllables, total of 14 lines.

Joyride

“Just living is not enough... one must have sunshine, freedom,
and a little flower”.
– Hans Christian Andersen

A little flower in the garden
not very large, or tall, or bright.
For this, she seeks pardon.
God graces her with His light.

His sun shining in the skies
attracts the little flower’s head
and soon her face and eyes
behold the sunshine’s thread.

It fills her with a freedom
like she’s never known before.
She awakens simply to need Him
and He, she comes to adore.

Her little face fills with happiness
shining prettily pink and red.
He colors her with tenderness;
she stands proudly without dread.

Life is living and loving all things
without need to feel outside.
Accepting the gifts He brings
makes living a jubilant joyride.

Dreaming of Her Handsome Prince

Waterfall in the distance, elaborate bridge sheltering the floral vine,
The prince of her dreams was holding her close, saying “be mine”.
Cat nuzzled in, to remind her that he was on her side, her friend.
She held on to the romance novel, loving it until the very end.

We don’t need a man, cat told her. We are complete as we are.
The reader was staring out the window though, wishing on a star.
Let’s make our own rainbow river, cat suggested, in a sly way.
He wanted to give his imaginative mistress the best kind of Saturday.

The reader dressed prettily and went to bed, dreaming of her man.
Loyal, kind, generous, honest, loving, attentive, he was her biggest fan.
Cat snuggled up next to her, showing that he had everything she could need.
Inside his mistress’s romantic dream was a handsome prince upon a steed.

Crazy Poem

Johnny jonquil jerry justified jilly’s jeu jeu bee
Dilly dally Doolittle dodged debonair simon legree’s degree
Freakish freddy frogmouth forever frolicked footloose and free
Michigan mike’s handy hardy heart hovers over a wild monkey

Photogentic photons prance prettily in posey’s poignant plea
Sparkling sprinkling sprockets on a special soupy spree
Verigated visiting venomous vines vying for an upside down vee,
Neopolitan negativity knicking nora, knocking knibber’s knee

Tricept’s trepidation tripping towards tutu bubu trees
Hampton’s heavy hyenas heading home with loud heehees

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