Short Before Noon Poems
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AM RUUNING LATE
for heavensake
bake me a cake
thats taste
won't go to waste
be there before noon
I'LL BE HOME SOON
its roon
with music tune
the lights or gloon
has smell
that ring bells
come by before noon
you can uese
MY RESTROOM
its soon mabe before noon
ts around the corner
mabe your beach loner
have the dreams
about
SUMMER
BEACH AND ICE CREAM
i miss you
hppe too
buy you something
nice.
and make you my wife
i hope to be there
before noon
i will
SEEN YOU SOON
Form:
we have a roon
it fill gloon
am there before noon
i listen to old tune
after i put them back
in a stack
on the music
RACK
Form:
comming soon
mabe before noon
stay tune
could be in june
everyone will
lives will be full fill
and have some say
ONE DAY
Highlighters
I sometimes dress up my
highlighters in
lace and
give them pop quizzes on
something’s that go on
before noon.
i know where i belong
hard to carry own
without you
am so blue
sorry all i done wrong
mabe before noon
i promise
i'll
BE HOME SOON
soon before noon
there years be loom
now make a stand
walk hand to hand
with your fellow man
put love in the air AND SHEAR
PLAN ITS ANUTHER YEAR
you can bet
not over yet
the rain the pain
again its not a friend
soon mabe before noon
its on its way
and its not bumming
its
ANUTHER HURRACAIN COMMING
some haave musc
some with prefume
lights the bloom
and you got to go
some like a show
get there soon
before noon
you may uese
IF YOU
NEED A
REST ROOM
Form:
i'll be home
am so alone
without you i can't carry on
i 'll be there soon
mabe before noon
lets not fight or
fess go make love until dust
baby am coming home for christmas
it was soon
before noon
under a full moon
we new too
he was being born
the world was torn
so we plan
to help him stand
we all got started
we all each
thur a
CHRISTMAS PARTY FOR THE
PRINCE OF PEICE
it was soon
before noon
under a full moon
we new too
he was being born
the world was torn
so we plan
to help him stand
we all got started
we all each
thur a
CHRISTMAS PARTY FOR THE
PRINCE OF PEICE
santa here soon
mabe before noon
so boys and girls
around the world
be good don't be bad
it will make sants sad
don't make him you'll be glad
on that day santa
come your way
when i was a kid i did
CHRISTMAS STORY FOR KIDS
When you don't reflect, on cause and effect, you're leaping right to the middle
With half of the clue, apparent to you, you will never unwrap the riddle
But when you know how
Milk comes from a cow
You'll be over the moon, finish work before noon, cause you'll know cat comes before fiddle
in my home
your not a lone
and its cool
to go to school
you have to choose
here's news
it might give you the blues
tomust get up before noon
and clean your room
our water is from the well
so don't spell
be clean
don't be mean
help others
help your brother
these or my tools
and my
HOUSE RULES
Form:
The beautiful morning sits alone,
but with wonderful distress, and
lonelieness.
A tear falls from the morning sky,
and it begins to cry a storm alive.
Oh beautiful morning, what has
you so upset?
This morning cannot be like this.
Even before noon, the morning
sky, flooded the earth, no more
dry.
How did I get so old so soon?
I was but a kid this afternoon,
My sun just set before it rose--
A travesty of nature, I suppose!
My goodness, the time just flew away
It was right here, destined for today,
My tomorrow came it seems too soon--
How did my night fall right before noon?
~ A Brian Strand 4 to 14 lines contest.
A spring poem
I try to write a poem since it is the first of Mars
The spring sun was looking huge, but not for long
A black cloud bigger than the sun muscled in
Stop! You are trying to write a poem, not tell us
About the weather, but since you are at it did
the cloud shed cold rain
I can’t say, I was indoors in my bedroom looking out
a poet never arises before noon
Had a thought that was after
not sure if it was after definitely not before noon
the effect that came after was witnessed
every where
the sight of the eye
the ache of the ear
the bird that was mocking
the frog that leaps
full of forget
joy never stuck
struck was the moon
set was the sun
all the kill was over
forward never straight
scaled every time
the writer of type
that zags with a zig
Hey girl hair to loose
Before noon time, in the morning
You made me look at oasis
Watch out at this time.
The sun's rays is on air
Dance with the wind blowing the trees, a leaf
Who was you oh dear! sweatheart
Still in my heart again.
Standstill when I do watch
Like the sunrise, you follow me from afar, see
Kicks you in the stones had food
Scruples and I.
Slowly slowly I come to thee
And you ashamed to run slowly slowly.
Each vein
is a memory
Each wrinkle
attests
Her bones
dry and brittle
Her grip
still arrests
Each day
brings a promise
Each night
a regret
Her will
is sustaining
Her heart
is at rest
She speaks
in a voice
that is shrill
out of tune
While losing
her wits
often
long before noon
But when
that itinerant
coyote
calls
She looks
down
at her hands
— and remembers it all
(Cody Senior Center: November, 2025)
I have successfully eliminated twenty-seven jobs.
Jobs I interviewed for maybe more than one time.
Jobs I wrote essays to procure.
Jobs that paid me well.
Almost too well.
I successfully eliminated some of them before noon the first day.
We haven’t even filed your W-2 paperwork yet, the boss says.
The boss is usually stunned.
Not understanding.
I spend my life successfully eliminating things I do not want
in order to find my joy.
I saw fields of yellow-gold daffodils
A sight my heart with enthusiasm fills,
Few things touch my soul with such happiness
I’m a sucker for lawn flowers, I guess,
I hardly wait for tulips to appear
Enjoying them before they feed the deer,
Tiny violets on the lawn delight
They are fighting nips of spring air despite
Lawn mowers onslaught will be coming soon,
Sweet dandelions blooming before noon.
written February 24, 2022