Short 2000 Poems

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Premium Member Choose 2000 Gods Or Free Will

Eeney meany is what I will say
Which God shall I pray to today
It all depends on how I fee
And which one gives the better deal..
© Ken Duddle  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Quatrain


Premium Member 2000 Year Old Honey

Have you ever eaten something 2000 years old Believe it, honey never goes bad we're told In Egyptian tombs Found jars and assumed Were uneatable but discovered the yummy unfold
age
Form: Limerick

Premium Member 2,000 Years Ago

     2,000 years ago
       a Sage I know
     wrote this about ‘change:’

     Try out something new
        you’ll start a war
     with those who prefer things
        ~ the way they were ‘before’
Form: Rhyme

Anon (2000)

Aries child.
Set to burn.
Undressed,
Revealed. 
Stuck constant, 
Like stars.
Placed in blue, 
Deeper shades.
Exposed, 
Alone,
Afraid.
Lost in poetry.
Spoken in verse.
Broken heart, 
Was mine.
Lost in space.
Dark ,
Sealed.
Only comfort;
Being unknown.
Form:

2000 and Insect

The people inthe world are behaving like insects
they all 7 billion of them want more
they all use the insectnet
they all think sex is the greatest thing
the beatles buddy holly and the crickets adam and the ants
needless to say they are the most successful species on earth
Form: Ballade


Friends' - 2000

On long summer days lets sit and talk awhile,
Making time for each other, endless conversation
( I think we could talk forever...)
Sitting in the garden,soothing cups of tea,
The sweet smell of boarders; brimming with colour.
Glasses full of lemonade, sun hats, happy smiles,
Endless girlish chatter, that's what friendship brings to mind.
© Denise Doe  Create an image from this poem.

My Garden March 2000

I love my garden,
my beautiful place.
The perfume surrounds me,
of scented flowers abound.

There is so much love in my garden,
my special place.
where I often sit and contemplate,
the endless love of my family...encircles.

I love to sit here in my garden,
where a head full of thoughts unfold.
I love to sit in my garden,
my very special place...
© Denise Doe  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Premium Member London 2000

Cellophane wrappers tossed aside
Street worn
Dark tide.

Dashiki dressed strode in pride
Street worn
Dark tide.

Refuse strewn …side laced
Street waste
Dark tide.

Dirty white, short height, left faced;
Street waste
Light tide.

Blighted boughs, deformed, reformed
Street waste
Light tide.

Diverse, rich cream, seamed………
Street dreamed
New tide.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Blacky - 2000-2012

BLACKY - 2000-2012

just a big black cat
but a wonderful black cat
diagnosed cancer
did i weep for our blacky?
yes    and i wept for myself  

he was family
ate at table just like us
cheered our early morn
greeted visitors at door
asked no favor in return

patient as a saint
he’ll wait at some pearly gate
while they estimate
and when his name does sound
will bright angels gather round
Form: Tanka

Happy 2000

and so we have
over 2000 US
soldiers dead now in
Afghanistan---
add those deaths to
the 17,000+ that 
have been wounded,
with limbs ripped
off & psychological
damage beyond 
imagination &
you get a number
well over the 
3000 that died in
the 9/11 attack 
11 years ago…
so,
the question is,
do we need the death
toll of american soldiers
to exceed that of those
killed in the 9/11 attacks
before we get the
**** out of there?

Happy 2000 america.

The Good Artist: Carl Barks (1901-2000 ...For Donald Duck)

The Good Artist:  Carl Barks
(1901-2000)
(for Donald Duck)

The wry old enchanter wove dreams
For the thousands of children now grown,
Immortal fun enjoyment that seems
The dearest that we’ve ever known.

He took us to everywhere fun
Atlantis—the moon—at top speed
And now his last pages are done
We read and re-read and re-read.

He made sure the heroes prevailed,
At least every time that he could;
Though sometimes they stumbled or failed,
The laughter, and lessons felt good.
© Steve Eng  Create an image from this poem.
art
Form: Verse

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