Satisfying Poems | Examples

Super Satisfying Sunrise Stroll

"It is quite possible to leave your home for a walk in the early morning air and return a different person - beguiled, enchanted."
                                 ~ Mary Ellen Chase

We enjoy the whistling wind as we walk, 
The cool morning breeze calms and charms us, 
A peacock is perched on a peepal tree, 
Its fine feathers flowing fascinatingly, 
Its sound of squawking seems sophisticated, 
Like mystical music to its magnificent mate;
The butterscotch-orange ball blooms in the blue, 
A snake slithers silently in the sewer nearby, 
Songbirds tweet tantalizingly in the tall trees, 
Vehicles plying on the highway are a vision to view, 
Blushing bougainvilleas have blossomed in bunches, 
Numerous neem trees line the narrow footpath, 
A squirrel squeezes through a small, square hole, 
And we uncover God's wonders as He unveils a new day.

Sex Is Satisfying

Sex is satisfying surreptitiously,
getting the bang for your buck,
no, from your buck. His heart
pounding, over and over again.
His antlers held high with a sigh.
Sleep overtakes the gorged,
with victory of a benign smile.
Deep is the pleasure, no need
to concoct the siren of his dreams.
Delirious, at once put out
of his misery with no need
to set sails into the dark night.
His nostrils filled with her sensual perfume.
Her hair strewn upon an adjoining pillow.
Her hand laid upon his rapturous heartbeat.
Her buck is spent. He emptied out his pockets.
There is nothing left, not a glance, nor a tingle
for a dish, doll, nor centerfold. Only his wife.

Brutally Honest

I’m thirsty
It’s hot
I order a cold, refreshing soda.
I can hardly wait

My tastebuds excited as they wait for the glorious liquid to envelope the inside of my mouth

Anticipating the rush of little bubbles exploding with fervor as they make their way down my throat.

The satisfaction of feeling the cold fluid colliding with my internal thermostat, plunging the reading back to decency 
Refreshing my ever parched and dry soul

Only to swallow a flat, warm soda.

That has been my experience knowing you.

Satisfying

John's a diabetic
And should avoid eating anything sweet
I found it pathetic
And made some biscuits for a treat
I made two dozen biscuits
And put them in the oven on a tray
After I cooked them
John ate a dozen straight away

My Satisfying Revenge Dream

I grabbed my steel machete and chopped off her head.
She is dead now, she is dead now, she is cement dead.
My first husband slept through it, I can hear him snore.
I got my boss, I can get you too, I say, my imagination full of gore.

My hazel eyes pop open and I realize I have done it again.
I kill my boss nightly, in my dream world, surely this is a sin.
But she deserves it, I think. My latest review was mean.
She is haughty and stuck up, fancies herself a queen.

During the day at work I pretend I like this arrogant woman a lot.
I fawn and grovel, pretending she is not Kansas City's biggest snot.
Today she was talking college words way above my head again.
I visualized myself cutting her measly throat, surely this is a sin.

Are you with me? She haughtily asked as she graphed.
I saw the ornamental sword on the wall and I laughed.
Seeing her head rolling around on the floor helped me a lot.
I cannot wait to see what I do in my dream tonight to the snot.

No Longer a Satisfying Symphony

No Longer a Satisfying Symphony

When the piper plays the pipe,
Our hearts flutter,
At the sweet soft  melody.

The piper all set up and tuned,
With his little snare drum
Begins to work his magic,

The piper plays,
Electrifying symphony of flavours,
His skills so magical.

The pleasant harmony produced
warms us up,
It reaches the depth of our souls.

The spontaneous rhythm
Spurs us to dance to the beat,
Possessing us profoundly.

But,it is not the piper 
who dictates the tune,
It is he who pays the piper.

And most times,
He who pays the piper
dictates the tune of shame.

And we're all forced to listen
to the unsatisfying symphony of
a skilled and magical piper.

This time,when the piper plays the pipe,
Our hearts no longer flutter
but palpitate in disgust.

He who pays the piper 
Dictates the tune,
That no longer satisfies.

Satisfying Sounds

Satisfying sounds like rain on a tin roof
Or a distant cadence striking the ear
Can calm the spirit and soothe the soul
Anticipating something clearly yet unseen
The purpose unknown raising expectations
Of pure enjoyment and simple pleasure
A good night's sleep or homecoming parade.

Written August 30, 2021

Satisfying Drone of a Bee On a Summer Day

she has a lazy way about her
there is a droning that puts me almost to sleep
her steady buzzing brings my eyes to the monarch
sitting on the next marigold.
there is a peacefulness about her
she lulls me into a contented feeling
I watch her burrow into a burgundy hollyhock
They are both fuzzy
The hollyhock accepts her gladly
the droning is almost silent
I struggle to hear her
and am rewarded with a visit from a fairy
in the form of a tiny light blue butterfly
flitting and frolicking
it is more than enough to satisfy me

Satisfying Symphony

Happy birthday, Mark Anthony, 
A perfect art comes from practice; 
The satisfying symphony 
Of color is in the canvas. 

Topic: Birthday of Mark Anthony Manuel (March 21)

Satisfying Cold and Hot

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SONG: Voices from Hawaii, 'Doxology' sung acapella in Hawaiian

GIFY: By FG Proteins

'Satisfying Cold and Hot'

2020 December 08
By Will K
"Mele Kalikimaka"
ALOHA!

Water Flows With a Satisfying A

Whatever
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What if
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God's Provision Always Satisfying - Deuteronomy 11: 15

Take a look into the fields
at any time and the grass is green
do you wonder how that has been
a little seed was planted not long ago

This has happened for your provision
your cattle needs feed so to grow
so to produce milk like our souls need truth
feeding upon Christ so that fruit will show

We want to be mature in the faith
so need to eat real meat from scripture
learn from Jesus and all He said
eating this word you learn to endure

God always satisfies when talking His food
for He knows what is for your best
although the taste may not be great
its effect is what will pass the test

So the lesson here is listen to God
take what He says and you'll benefit
eat often from His mighty bounty
nourish yourself well to never quit

("I will provide grass in the fields for your cattle, and you will eat and be satisfied." Deuteronomy 11:15)

Writing Poems Always Satisfying

Writing poems is always satisfying,
Even if hard or easy may be trying;
Sun or shade,
Will need aid,
And on you other poets I am relying.

Jim Horn

A Poet's Dream

A Poets Dream

A piece of paper, a pen to write
Waiting for that illuminating light
Searching our inward heart's core
Addiction's power of wanting more

Words now coming with fluent bliss
Pen on paper like that very first kiss
Overwhelming love to share this thrill
Words expression,  the awe we feel

Thoughts entangled with senses aflair
Emotions aroused with passionate care
Oh that others would hear our plea
With a bursting thunder of words, we feed

Touching souls with this powerful stream
With our pin and paper, fulfilling a  dream

Coda To a Satisfying Meal

Buuurrrpppeth!

Prithee, f'rgive me.

(I thanketh thee)

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