Short Dates Poems
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food and medicine
red or yellow and dark brown ~
so sweet like honey
A fruity haiku Poetry Contest. Sponsored by lovely poetess Tania Kitchin.
Went on several romantic Arabian night dates
With a hot guy from the United Arab Emirates.
Now I am secretly longing as hopeless romantic heart waits.
she’d
doll up
curl her hair
put on her best face
don on her new heels
her little black dress
she remembered
their first dates
vividly
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Suspense Dates
Am sure to meet dates that are suspense's,
When I finally had came back to my senses;
For office run;
Not any fun,
So did not and must suffer the consequences.
Jim Horn
If we knew our loved one’s end date
would we be nicer?
Spend more time listening?
Give hugs more often?
Fix them their favorite foods each day?
What if we knew our own end date?
What would we do differently?
Do these things.
She is persnickety about who she dates if I’m not mistaken.
We have brought her many contenders, but nothing has taken.
She likes looking for herself, her choices have gone asunder.
At least these days she is running out of rocks to look under.
There are love this year
That said goodbye
Love that lost their half
Friendship that got angry
Did not reconciled anymore
Love is celebrated everyday
Without having special date
Friendship is enjoyed without schedule
Love that goes beyond gifts and dates.
enchanting ravishing seductress
keeps men guessing her constant needs
her latest conquest is my cousin Gus
victim of her spells, no one can supersede
full of blarney and oodles of bull
twisting him about with great success
she has mesmerized poor Gus’s soul
a black widow who does not confess
I'm letting go
for the moment
there's nothing more I can do
My tears have turned into
sayings of "oh well"
We're waiting on time
and see where we are in 2 weeks
what more can I do
7 out of 10 is a bad ratio
especially when it's at the beginning
but I hold on to the 3 dearly
and don't regret it
even for a second
What a taste,what a taste these dates?
The fruit not from desert but heavens gates,
Old and date back from ancient the dates,
In rich taste the fruit a poor's mate,
The seed very hard like some hearts,
Sweet the flesh to refresh passing dust,
No one hates,sweet,small dates pure,
In size to size dates a healthy and cure!
Mushroom people get crazy on a date.
One is always early, the other late.
They can never agree, choosing to fight.
Making up is always romantic and right.
Mushroom people are zany and fun.
They love dark damp leaves, stay out of the sun.
You can find them buried in wet up their necks.
Don’t be too eager to investigate or circumspect.
Not all of us lead lives of misery
and deep despair
I don't and never intend to...
As for the troubles of the age
Just change the names
the dates and the places
Then plug any other age
into what's branded as 'news'
For the news and the newsies
both get old
Their only care ~
How many copies sold
I know you’re an avid viewer
Even though it’s just a show
Catching up on the laptop
Every missed series or episode
I realise it’s all staged and planned
Even all the same
It’s nice to sit back and watch
Others playing the dating game
To cry ones eyes out with joy and laughter
Or simply feeling ones pain
You never know who you’ll come across
Or how things will turn out
In the dating game
Dream Dates are never dreamy, because of their perfection,
Not dreamy from strict parenting, or Natural Selection;
Quite simply Dream Dates are so, because they put us first,
It’s selfless consideration—in which Dream Dates are well-versed;
Next chance—be someone’s Dream Date, make a genuine connection!
February 1st, 2023
Contest: My Dream Date
Sponsor: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Who are you dating now? I asked Diamond Jim.
He was hesitant to tell, which is odd for him.
It’s a sassy elephant who wears a tutu said Lou.
He gave her a mean look, which is what brothers do.
She is really sweet, and she’s opening him up.
Said his brother Anglo. They won a dancing cup.
Diamond Jim walked away, he has always been shy.
I could not imagine a sassy elephant with this unassuming guy.
Clock that dangle in dates
Kept me in wait.
The key that hanged in door lock
Handcuff me in whimpering.
Rain which mirrors in earth face
Burden me in nostalgia.
The freshness wind that sweetly
Rubbed night's ankles,
Put me down in the flame.
Dawn, who fell naked from time
Handed me - as oblation to sleep.
And you who skillfully thief,
Embezzled my mouth's rose.
Left me as a poppy pale on your banks.
Exchanging cloddish giggles
Gawky, flailing limbs
Quota, reaching, nibbles
Cloth to dot our chins
Predictable mindless chatter
We must appear intrigued
An opening to flatter
Allows a moment of relief
And during this scenario
Our hearts will both, descend
At the transition of the , stereo
Subject ends, til next begins
Once the fresh tape rolls
Our joy just won’t be tamed
It may not feed our souls
But sets aside our shame
Certain dates we don’t forget
For it is automatic
To think about events which
In our lives were quite traumatic.
November twenty-second and
Eleventh of September
Are dates my generation
Will just naturally remember.
But other dates are personal
And even if I tried,
I never could forget today,
The date my father died.
Each year I flash back to that time
And feel that jolt of pain
That 12/10 on the calendar
Will trigger in my brain.
Stands tall among others, one hundred feet
large, compound, evergreen beautiful leaves
long age and most extensively cultivated plant
Produces great food, rich flavor sweet dates
Palm leaves are very useful to make natural cottage
Famous tree in all human and plants history
Many common products are derived from palms
So beautiful to see in landscaping and gardens
Symbols for peace, power and fertility
Big example of tolerance and endurance
Helen’s blind date had told her about his watermelon car.
She thought he was kidding, but he had gone too far.
He arrived to pick her up and she laughed until she cried.
Blind date ended up leaving her there with her cousin Cyde.
He was a nutbucket, Clyde told her. Blind dates are bad.
The next guy she was set up with was a suggestion from her dad.
He arrived wearing a plate of spaghetti on his head.
Helen said, I think I had better meet people in person instead.
Of all the dates in history,
Today’s, to me, the worst.
Whenever it rolls ‘round, through time
I’m instantly transversed.
The bright blue sky, the tiny planes,
The crash with smoky thrust;
The bodies falling, buildings down
And everywhere, the dust.
The panicked people running
To escape the wild debris;
The stunned and silent city
Showing non-stop on TV.
Each generation flashes back,
With memory’s precision,
To one or two horrific dates
We perfectly envision.