Short Adapted Poems

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Free

to choose.
your choice, your voice.

past is present now sometimes.
future is new , renewed.

ambiguous, amphibian.
adapted, you are, now.
© Joel Hunt  Create an image from this poem.
Form:


Premium Member Frogs

Tiny, little frogs
Bre-te-te-tex-co-ax-ax
Sing their call for love.

(The sound of frogs is taken and adapted from an ancient greek poem)
Form: Haiku

Mortor Mouth Mary

she love to rap
she is sap
and hard to adapted
she here and there
every where
trying to stop her don't
dare
she  IS CONTRAY
the call her 
BIG MOUTH MARY

Premium Member Wargames

Archie fell, shot, in the bullet strewn street
And when tea was ready he leapt to his feet



Adapted 6 October 2021
For Your Best Couplet Contest
Sponsor: L Milton Hankins
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Life

LIFE


 " We have adapted high living and plain thinking."



  04/26/21

                                               Third Place

 'Paradox of Life' Contest by JCB Brul
Form: Monoku


The 100th Monkey

Philosopher Carl Yung
had a theory...

Every hundredth monkey
would come up with a 
new idea which all the
other monkeys adapted
for the development of

the group's collective...
productivity.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member POSTIVES POSITIONED-:-

POSTIVES POSITIONED-:-
previously
 adapted 
horizons

laden
measures
in the OPPOSITE DIRECTION
formatted
 suggested
outlined

technical
motifs
so TINCTURED
paletted
 equivalence 
strokes
Form: Other

Shapely Legs

Those oh so shapely legs give me fits.  
I would die just to see where they quits.  
I can't but fantasize 
'cause I know that the prize 
lies close by, up front near where she sits.  



*Adapted from a Limerick by 'Anonymous.'
© John Smith  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Reconciliation

Your touch today felt safe for the first time
In what seemed to be a lifetime of numb refusal
Conscious forgiveness
Liberation from bitterness
Encapsulates and shelves the pain
Enabling intimacy 
No longer naive but adapted

Extrapolate

When we drink, we get drunk. 
When we get drunk, we fall 
Asleep. When we fall a—
sleep, we commit no sin—
When we commit no sin,
we go to heaven. So—



Adapted from a bon mot of
George Bernard Shaw
6x6 square, math/poetry
Form: Epigram

Premium Member Storm Chaser

Their wind doesn't make your climate
That's just how storms roll
Turning over mole hills and mountains
Looking for change





7/17/2019

Excerpt from Brainstormy Weather 

Adapted for Arbitrium Divisa 3 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Gregory R Barden

Life and Death

As is the generation of leaves
So is that of humanity
The wind scatters the leaves on the ground
But the live timber burgeons with leaves
Again in the season of spring returning
So one generation of men will grow while another dies

Adapted from The Iliad
Homer
© Nigel Fox  Create an image from this poem.

Dandelion Dance

Dandelion Dance
(10-line Blitz, adapted for teaching young poets the structure)


Dancing is what I love
Dancing in the air
Air above
Air below
Below me is a cloud
Below it is the ground
Ground that holds
Ground that grows
Grows my seeds
Seeds for next spring
Form: Blitz

Premium Member Tom Clancy

TOM CLANCY

author TOM CLANCY
Tom Clancy,  author of novels,
bout war, intrigue, and espionage
He Hunt for Red October, he's in clear and present danger
adapted into successful screenplays-The Sum of All Fears.

 04/12/18 
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
Form: Clerihew

Eyes

Never mind my eyes 
They tell a story they use to see 
The haven’t quite adapted to the fact
That everything changed completely 
And though they appear to say I’m in love 
It's simply a habit I must rid myself of 
I need to see you in a new light 
Not so blinding that I can’t see what’s wrong
© Sean Wolff  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member William a Cleator

William A Cleator once lost his entire memory of his identity.
Afterward, William A Cleator underwent years of intensive therapy.
William A Cleator adapted and was "cured" inevitably,
when he was resurrected as TheKidster, Billy.
Billy TheKidster, William A Cleator's alter ego personality.
RIP WAC.
Form: Rhyme

I'M Still Me

Who I was
Is who I am
What I said
Was not a scam

I'm still me
I've not replaced
My true identity
Is still in place

Look deep inside
You shall see
Your daughter, your sister
All of me

Don't be confused
By subtle change
I've only adapted
To this life of derange

(C) Stacy Lynn Stiles
Form: Sonnet

The Desert

i miss you like
the desert misses the rain 

ive adapted to 
live without you 
ive buried everything 
we grew 
and if we meet again,
disaster will strike
but there is one thing 
about the end:

i will still be here,
i will benefit from
disaster, 
and you will be the 
one coming back 
to me
© A.D Tharp  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member The Essence Shines

In the union of husband and wife intertwined
     shines the essence of all that is holy and divine



   ________________________________________
   Adapted to poetry from 'Daily Dose of Wisdom,' 
   Aug. 29 2023, Chabad.org, based on 'The Wisdom 
   of the Lubavitcher Rebbe,' by Rabbi Tzi Freeman.
Form: Couplet

Lover's Complaint

Your long term plans, I have not seen ‘em.  
And all those love vows, you don't mean ‘em.  
You have only got eyes 
for my long limber thighs, 
and that small bit that lies between ‘em.  


                                                                 09/26/11  

*Adapted from a Limerick by ‘Poet Unknown’
© John Smith  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Scars

Appreciate your own deepest scars
without which, you could never be you.
The marks, left by past on your soul
which burned over and often, till adapted to.
Never insist on letting others know.
They never gonna feel it like you.
The scars that gifted nothing but pain;
in whose trials you found your strength.

Premium Member Visually Impaired Tennis

Become a Tennis VIP,
A Visually Impaired Player - just like me,
No matter how your sight loss occurred,
Your vision black, incomplete, or blurred,
With adapted rules and cool soundball,
It’s a great sport - designed to suit all,
Don’t question your abilities, or be shy,
Just join in the fun and give it a try ...
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member VISIONS

VISIONS
influence 
  in
    retrospect

posterity 
  dilapidated
ambivalent 
with
  fascinations 
captivated
engraved
   inspired

graduated 
  collaborations 
  engaged
in
the
  prolific

durability 
  developed 
stylised
&
adapted 
distinct
&
  synonymous 
with
  tantalising
    symbols
Form: Verse

Death Metal

Solid fused, joined heat flamed blue,
metallic ice cured new robotic shoe.
Shots in silence, unseen rapid fire,
enslaved micro machines for hire...

Artificially ignorant a mechanical demise,
bio adapted hand processed data of lies.
a recharged battery still has to die,
why is that robot waving to us good-bye???
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A New Dawn

For millions of years the dinosaurs thrived,
but when a meteor struck earth, all the dinosaurs died.
Tiny rodent like mammals adapted and survived,
evolving into many varied species of every shape and size.
From these tiny little creatures would evolve you and I.
It was a new dawn. The age of the mammals had arrived.
Form: Rhyme

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