Short Classed Poems
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I sit here with lower back pain
Need to see the doctor
Con…….
…………sti………
……………..pationnnnah driving me insane
*don't know if it would be classed as a grook, never wriiten one before*
Categories:
classed, funny
Form:
Grook
Every sin is a way to get better
Its not GREED if you want extra
The lazy SLOTH need not do all
When is VANITY classed a fall
Is it wrong to LUST after health
Or take extra PRIDE in yourself
For sure GLUTTONY is hunger
I think the ruler ENVY the sinner
Categories:
classed, anti bullying, betrayal, cheer up, sin,
Form:
Rhyme
yes life just sidesteps past,
wondering what life was 4, been cast,
all part of the perfection plan,
till we get it right,
still here i am,
still working out the past,
2 be reborn recaste?
or classed,
damn...
re : 'Pulling a Plow Through Life'
Robert Pettit....
Don
Categories:
classed, adventure, life,
Form:
Rhyme
I listened so coy
A smile combed ever so softly
Across my face
Could you tell
I wanted to tap out the beats
Too shy to try and steal your thunder
Out done, out classed, speechless
As the words stole my heart away
In this room
Sat proudly on cushions
Upon couches
Where muscians were born
Categories:
classed,
Form:
I do not know?
Bestowed bereavement, this condolence graft,
the memorabilia sequence, mine not draft
like some ongoing virtue, depth not classed,
forever love relinquish at the pass
the merriment not, but laughing, seal to last,
joy to eternal hoping, prithee to cast
my soul, not rent with sorrow
seams with bast . . .
Categories:
classed, death, funny,
Form:
Light Verse
I’d never have guessed the fuss behind names
To the rich and famous, their claim to fame
To some a status of great importance
Some changed by deed poll, classed as a hindrance
Mr, a title and blend of Master
Mrs, feminine can one go faster
Such fuss over names, fill me with laughter
They’ll always be here, before and after.
Categories:
classed, funny, life, people, philosophy, urban,
Form:
Narrative
At Christmas he’s a busy chap -
and rarely has time for a nap
But to his surprise
He got a huge rise
When Mrs Claus sat on his lap!
Holiday Themed Limerick Poetry Contest
checked with how many syllables
8,8,5,5,8
(Mrs classed as 1 syllable on soup counter, 2 syllables on how many syllables)
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin
11/17/19
Categories:
classed, christmas, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Grey gravestones stand erect like soldiers.
Fallen heroes in nameless graves,
they fought for king and country
and paid a heavy price
with their precious lives.
We should give thanks
and pray for
those who
died.
*gravestones classed as 2 syllables NOT 3 as per how many syllables
Sponsored by Broken Wings
Form N Ninette or Nonet
04~21~17
Categories:
classed, remembrance day, soldier, war,
Form:
Nonet
Material riches I have not
Fame unknown the star too high
Brilliance I'm not classed within
The strongest not but I get by.
Beauty I have seen beyond
Love I feel and value so
Trust I have and also give
Tears there are for me to grow.
On my path others cross
Some are lost at how to
Like I too was
But with the Lord I found me.
Brenda Elizabeth Rose
Categories:
classed, beautiful, christian, courage, deep, devotion, emotions, inspirational,
Form:
Rhyme
When you stand or walk afront me
The grace of your elegance surpass the Sun's
You are a star so far away
That I can only watch but never touch
You exist in such way
Distant, classed, different...
That my passion can only pray
I've learned to love you this way
In imaginations, from far away
In hope, that our story entwine someday
In longing, that noticing me once you may
Categories:
classed, beauty,
Form:
Free verse
Chastity went to a nudist camp
And wondered why they turned down the lamp
But when she saw Dick
With his wilted wick
She knew at once why the seats were damp!
Contributed by Belle Bellevue:
Chastity quickly dressed and left the site
Not wanting to be classed “lady of the night”
At home was a note
Her sister had wrote,
“Gone to set the wicks of the world alight”
Categories:
classed, health, humor,
Form:
Limerick
Bestowed bereavement, this condolence graft
the memorabilia sequence, mine not draft,
like some ongoing virtue, depth not classed
forever ~ love relinquished at the pass!
The merriment not, but laughing, seal to last
a joy eternal, hope prithee to cast ~
my soul, now rent with sorrow, seams relapse
is broken down to virtue's homeless past ~
and mortifies with perish ~ where once basted!
Categories:
classed, bereavement,
Form:
Monorhyme
I tolerate everyone
Never classed myself human
The box thinks outside me
Wishing the whole worlds legs would fall off
Loser true and proud
Turning your spit to pickled stars
Words link arms in protest at my use
Dont try
40 degrees north of the egg
I threw that line before you
and now i will explain
My breathed out final words
My lasting epitaph
Force on them a laugh
And leave me in the past
Categories:
classed, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Autumn’s blessing comes
into view, soft
as a caressing breeze,
or a leaf floating through
on its dying wheeze.
When in flight,
a bright yellow flip
prepares to light
on a blossom’s lip
Not shapely or colorful
as others are classed,
it appears late, fills my plate,
after those have passed.
Tiny yellow butterfly
comes winging by
with late summer joy,
a soft contented sigh.
Summer’s swan song.
Categories:
classed, autumn, butterfly,
Form:
Rhyme
Let’s do the orangutan dance, she suggested.
Several of them took off, wiggling and jiggling.
Sounds great! I agreed, trying to get in the middle of them.
They kept squeezing me out though.
“Come here,” said the instructor. “I will show you again.”
The director of the movie yelled “Take 94, get rid of that one!”
Rude I know, but this was my ninety-fourth try.
The orangutans always out-classed and out-danced me.
Categories:
classed, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th
Form:
Free verse
Isn't this a sad world?
Shouldn't we do more?
People dying every day
Others classed as poor
Where's the happy endings
For those who do deserve
Where's the Christmas spirit?
To those who live on nerves
If God could shake this life up
Banish all the bad
Make the people smile again
Instead of feeling sad
Entering a new age
We will wish for peace
Hoping in the new year
The fighting all shall cease
Julie Crosby
Categories:
classed, angst, appreciation, bible,
Form:
Rhyme
Frank Spencer’s so accident prone
He’s a walking disaster zone
‘Oooooh Betty’ he cries-
She covers her eyes
Frank shouldn’t be left on his own!
8,8,5,5,8
*shouldn't classed as 2 syllables
Frank Spencer was a character in a programme called ‘some mother’s do ave em’ When something went wrong his catch phrase to his wife was ooooooh Betty
On a Lim Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
04/01/22
Categories:
classed, humorous, tribute,
Form:
Limerick
This 1966 mustang that i own
It unique and thinks it has it own throne
Oh yes it drives
Thats until the engine dies
Was this car ever fast
To me it seems out classed
Since last year I've worked on this car
Everyone knows i haven't got that far
But i know it has potential
Even thought i just broke it rear end differential
It doesn't roar
And no its not like that greek god thoar
More or less its funny
I should call it a big lovable bunny
Categories:
classed, funny, imagination, inspirational, sympathy, teen, work,
Form:
Free verse
Nobody
Knows my real name
‘Angel’
Is what I go by
I am freezing cold
I don’t have money
Just, the clothes on my back
I am a walking wardrobe
I am lonely
I smell like crap
I am starving hungry
I can’t find any shelter
My clothes are drenched
I look like a drowned rat!
Violence
Upon women
Is classed normal
Around here!
I wonder...
If
I will survive
Another day?
Only
To wake up
And
Do this
All over, again!
“Protect me tonight
As,I lay my head to rest”
“I love you, dear God”
“Goodnight”
Categories:
classed, courage, dark, depression, faith, god, grief, growing
Form:
Free verse