Short Ado Poems
Short Ado Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Ado by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Ado by length and keyword.
His poet’s way with words - far-flung,
Don’t get me wrong I love his tongue.
The words caress,
I acquiesce -
If only he were better hung.
May 15, 2023
The thickets were traitors,
Front and back they cut me down
Till I lost the sight of my buttery;
Gasping like blacksmith’s belows I asked:
What flesh did antelope even have?
I must bid you adieu
In just three languages will do
Donadagohvi--Cherokee
Adios--Spanish you see
Goodbye--English the language of you and me.
(Ado means busy, noisy bustle etc. Hear I mean I am saying goodbye but I am busy.)
Form:
The world rotates on its axis -- busily, dizzily spinning
We humans are busily, dizzily spinning on our axes
Our planet's motion is purposeful, a wonder of Creation
But what of our motion? Where are we -- we wonders -- headed?
MAY I LOVE YOU A FAIR ADO-
A fair ado
May I love you
And may I pray
Alas, for you
And may I
Hold your heart
For mines beating reciprocity
A fair ado
5/8/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025
Poise
Spurs voice
Play
Greets way
Gift
Funds lift
Sense
Moves tense
Thrill
Warms will
Now
Knows how
Sigh
Seeds why
Grace
Grows face
Brave
Joy saves
Jest
Meets quest
Sight
New light
Leon Enriquez
22 October 2018
Singapore
Much ado
About nothing..
The much ado
Is the stage play
Life appearing
On a stage..
Nothing appearing
As the characters on
No stage at all..
Yet we on the stage
Seeking escape from
Tragi-comic scripts
Seeking desperately
For Nothing
Appearing as
Much ado...
(Crediting the
originator of
Much Ado!)
I‘m embittered by isolation like Ado turned to salt
but outside, the flowers are dueling for attention.
I am mortared in this seclusion as Catullus rendered stone
yet outdoors, trees bask and frolic in the sun.
I'm locked in place, punished, like I'd smiled at Medusa
yet the squirrels go about their gatherings as birds forage.
I am gently constrained, but freedom nips at the air and invites memory.
I dreamt about a wedding
The couple wearing jeans,
Cowboy boots and flannel shirts
In a meadow near a stream
Two onyx rings presented
Everything so right
Americana music
Played into the night
With moon and stars as witness
He took his country bride
And placed his lips on top of hers
His love no more to hide
Then when the fête was over
Just her and him were there
Alone, these two together
With no ado and no fanfare
“Much Ado About Nothing”
Romeo’s love doesn’t fall through,
As Tybalt piques his fancy too.
And Juliet,
Not in love yet
Chills out on Tinder and Temu.
William, don’t mind the premise pick,
The rhymes have moved on so to speak;
Short and lightweight -
It’s shooting straight,
Not a sonnet, a limerick.
No tragic twists, no tricksy lies,
No fam’ly feuds to dramatize.
It might be viewed
Vulgar and lewd -
But no one kills and no one dies!
Listen to poem:
In the war of words, tongues wag,
Wit and jest, lies and insults, haggle for traction,
joining the ragtag rabble of riffraff chaff
blowing in the wind, littering the ground with trash.
Rumors spun, deceptions woven into a shroud of deceit.
There's so much ado, no adieu, nor regret
in the cauldron of a nihil brew
boiled to an amorphous spew
bubbling chaotic nonsense
to ears deaf dumb and numb
turned to mute,
with noise dampener
set to distraction.
Tres, duo, unus, Nihil!