Short Donated Poems
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Was a woman known as Fifi
She was stingy and greedy
God changed her heart
Like getting a new car
Donated her hoarding to needy
Eviscerated,
my offal,
donated transplants.
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In this poem-request, I hope I don't sound overly pushy or snotty :-)
But I pray more Depends can be donated so old people can go potty!
Waiting was always everything
everything I've waited for in life
I waited for sincere love
sincere love that is all I donated..!
Book lovers everywhere would understand
how special this tower of books read here stands.
In the new year, they'll be donated and find new homes.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Hope Diamond is worth two hundred millions.
Donated to Smithsonian by one worth billions.
This forty-five carat gem was sent to them by regular mail.
They were lucky the 1958 postal service did not fail.
I have an touched
habit of loving...
It's an uncontrollable mania
of donated me entirely...
For me, this is forever...
But after the love is broken
I have bitter and unshakable
will to conserve it
own it...
4 bullets over ownership
desecrated uterus
and hands
they aren't mother's
by stuffed bunny toy donated hope
at child
to whom God has forgotten to make a bed
simply
it makes you less human
browsing through
Who created this World or its natural creation?
Who balanced natural system and touched motion?
Who is so great donated free natural production?
Someone appreciated or not, he never complains,
But who condemns and why, human formation?
Donated Clothes are so wrong
hand down offerings
Tired and dusted threads
of political patronage
Turn your heads
the public have had enough
Donated clothes are so wrong
why mast your colours ?
You know you've blown it
when the people have been passed over
I
Spirit of God gives wisdom:
Read Acts, chapters 4 & 5
Doing charity and kicked down
Ananais & Sapphira: not alive
II
Peter sensed this couple, Christian
Had ignoble motives, sold land
Lied to him, they donated everything
At his feet. Scary bible study. Be warned
In the finale, at the right time,
all hunger will not exist,
all thirst will be extinguished...
All possessions,
will disintegrate... !
Only love will remain
as a gift, in the
heart of the one who
well received it and donated... !
Kind - INK
Tis be charity that is begotten,
By the donator unbeknownst to all,
Be the donated unbeknownst good call,
Tis an act Heaven naught has forgotten.
2020 March 04
*3rd Place*
Kind Ink
~~charles messina
Howmanysyllables;
4 lines x 10 syllables per = 40 syllables total
The crisis in California is heartbreaking and it certainly is dire.
I donated $20.00 to the American Red Cross to help the victims of the wildfires.
I donated and I encourage you to donate too.
It will certainly be a kind thing for you to do.
The situation is horrible and there is no doubt.
Please donate to these people to help them out.
My good friend Cletus looked mighty spiffy in his new attire.
New suit, shoes, shirt and tie - he was ready to set the world afire
He asked me what I thought about his new duds but I hadn't the heart to say,
That I had donated his entire ensemble to Goodwill just the other day!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved
Australia last year donated guns..Held by the goverment
Just token in the sum..Even pistols anything you can
Think..While its own citizens can't even clink.' The bolt
In a barrel withougt jumping through many hoops.' Strange
Times, strange laws.. What do you think.?? And all those
Guns were sent to Ukraine? Its like pouring fuel on a fire
To me thats so plain.'
we returned from the cemetery at four
who saw the girl? asked my cousin Lenore
She tried to pretend she’d seen a ghost out there
We were not in the mood, did not even care
Services have this effect on us, puts us in the mood.
We didn’t even want to eat all the donated food.
Thinking of the deceased, who used to love to play.
Wishing he would come back on this gloomy dour day.
When the Spring season comes
All the closets get changed
Tossing out worn out clothes
They are no longer needed
Or clothes that don't fit
Unwanted ornaments
A pile of books read
Toys collecting dust
All unwanted items
Donated to Good Will
Priced right for people
To use and enjoy
Its better to donate
Then to throw away
Items folks can enjoy
It brightens their day
Thank you, thank you, you’re one of a kind
This is for you so enjoy the rhyme
You opened our minds when we were just guessing
God must love us, because you are a blessing
You donated your time, most precious gift, clever
You’re not just the best, but the greatest teacher ever
Some classes we wanted to leave, but in yours we don’t
You may forget us over the years, but vice versa we won’t
She sought a mate for one date;
he arrived with a suitcase.
She quickly gave him the boot
for he had no shoes.
Another man brought his van
filled with all his belongings.
She didn’t know what to think;
he said he lived there.
She gave cash to these homeless,
then changed her online profile.
“Wanted: Man with his own means;
I’ve donated mine.”
*Written June 16, 2014
I’m busy again.
Dusting, organizing, mopping.
Everything is clean already.
We already swept up all her old food.
And mopped her muddy paw prints.
It’s clean, it’s clean enough!
They say.
We don’t get less sad.
The house just gets clean.
We remember her favorite treats.
We donated them.
I ignore their calls and texts.
I’m busy again.
And I don’t want to talk about her, anyway.
A gift bereft
Tortured and left
Cleft
To the inclines
The reclining
Desires; fought
Released
Realised
Out of
A 30 year pain
A constant drain
From her taut
Body; tensions
Constraining
All she could be.
But realised
With another
Discovered
Without care
Passion
Laid bare
Images seared
Across my heart
Sliced and donated,
A dated dream
My heart lies unseen;
A gift bereft
unearthed belongings...
gasps of pleasant astonishment;
e u r e k a!
white elephants galore...
many treasures, too!
fallen into decades of desuetude
old clothes and shoes
to be donated to charity;
some books to be thrown away.
a silver locket, I thought lost;
inscribed with the word "Dreamer"
on the inside.
birthday gift many, many years ago
from my first love. wow!
I
Do not
Want to hear
Your sales pitches.
I need no brushes.
I do not eat cookies.
I donated blood last week.
I have a good vacuum cleaner.
I have no time to read magazines.
Please do not tell me your religion.
Do I look like I wear makeup?
I have an alarm system.
You do not need my vote.
I just cut the grass.
I do not smoke.
So you can
Just get
Lost.
This is a double nonet
Nailed on the cross
He carried
Lived his life on God, His Father's, terms
And buried in a donated tomb
He rose
Living word
He forgave
And He bled
And He loved
That was yesterday
Today He whispers Bible verses
Of comfort and consolation
A man and a woman
Joined in Holy Matromony
And our Lord is the middle unmovable string
A braided rope
A Cord
A connection never severed