Short Firsts Poems
Short Firsts Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Firsts by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Firsts by length and keyword.
A child’s smile, a gleam of delight
Eyes wide clear and bright
New world full of firsts
Excitement simmers then bursts
It's a first of many I realized this Easter.
I had a first birthday, first Thanksgiving,
first Christmas without you.
Even though I thought I couldn't.
It was hard as hell, I survived a first of many firsts to come.
Four score and twenty years
I rinsed my lids- so many tears
So oft I sigh
To life anew- firsts breathe
To life lost- ye mourn a death
So oft they die
Twenty years and forty score
I'll weep again, at least once more
So oft I cry
Cant remember the first time
i kissed her
because i never stopped
Cant forget her face
The trace never leaves
its place
With her frame underneath
my fingertips
i finally felt touch
Time has retired
Fire has no thirst
and everything is firsts
In five months we set a fire
For five hours I flew
In five seconds, we kissed
In five days we did 5 firsts
Within 5 weeks you were mine,
And I yours.
We live and love, 5 x 5
And five years passes so quickly.
So high 5
And take five...
...more.
You Inspire Me
What inspires me?
A song lyric-------a brave, determined person (Man or Woman)
A gifted child
An Innovator, innovators are individuals that are firsts to do something.
That inspires me and by the way…
O mother you inspire me (most of all)!
Turning on favorites
All the firsts of things
Felling in depth
Being unaware
Not giving a care
Letting go on roller coaster
Learn
Catalog page
Turns
From one thing to another
Paint brush flow
In even strokes
Then in all directions
Engravings fitting
For Summers affections
You think the time we met
was when we locked eyes
But our souls knew each other
repeating lifetimes
An unspoken language
that needed no words
An automatic magnet
pulling us close
Why would two beings
fight, temp the fates
When we were destined
together, forever
an unending first
Listen to poem:
A Life of Firsts and Lasts
David J Walker
Every second
A second later
Every second
Another day gone
Everyday
wasted on water
Every night
Stripped of light
A waste of
Wine and song
Every first
follows another
every verse
In past
Winters frost
Will count the cost
Of every calendar
Cast
each novelty
a penny in a jar
adding up
to who we now are
even when it’s full
you cannot start new
fresh experiences
start becoming few
again in our head
they play and they play
what can’t be lost
we wish would go away
so we settle
to forget the riveting firsts
doing everything we can
to numb our hopeless thirsts
Grief comes,settles in the veins
And then come the firsts
Needling it to rise and erupt
Crash and clamor
First time as I land and inhale
The air of my land
Will it feel arid and alien
Without your breath mixed in it?
First time my sallow eyes
Searching for a glimpse of you
In the collage of faces
Known and Unknown
Written on:02/27/2016
Our family is a big one but it seems to grow more each day,
But there is plenty of room for your son and lots of love I'd say.
Now i know it can be scary to be a first time mom,
But we are all here to help you when you feel you can't be strong.
We will be there for his firsts and seconds too you see,
Because little baby Braxtyn will be spoiled as can be.
Form:
It seems like yesterday we first met
I held you in my hands and knew you were safe
You put your head on my chest and drifted into complete silence
As you grew in strength you grew in independence
You listened intently as so you could speak your own voice
Unable to witness your first step you ran all over me
You are my first greatest anything
I love you
One more day until Monday
I can hardly wait!
Monday is the day of new beginnings
The day of firsts
The start of a new fresh, brand new week!
Monday, here I come! !
Monday, over here, baby!
Hello Monday!
I have my Monday attitude on
Ready to love, embrace and welcome Monday
Wanting to hug her and kiss her
Spinning in excitement
One more day until Monday!
Your good love strengthens bones like sunshine
My nose, a rose, a toast of red wine
The great flames of passion licking hot
though evenings grow, firsts sometimes forgot
Forgot that tender morn our eyes met
Hot with extraordinary sweat, wet
Wine, a blush cabernet, sparkling smiles
Sunshine spotless, a wonderful while
Would I forget Heaven's first advent
I can...
Re-free them-
as power for kites in the haze,
I Sherly agree,
where does the THE arrize!!
I plot for the!
Like a shanty house-
Never around,
has its own downs,
hill-top surrounds-
even paradoxical their flights up the signs...
When time doesn't occur,
they have left the neither neither with firsts,
and people as they camp-
they allow those who burst.
Childhood ends when Truth sneaks up behind you and whispers “Shhhhhhhhh.”
Shared crayons became last cigarettes,
not enough time—too many firsts.
Whatever the somethings from everything,
remember, it’s only for a while.
The older you get, the more you’ll miss it all.
When the familiar becomes strange,
and every easy—impossible;
because Youth was Wisdom’s most stubborn student.
Murder in the first degree, no ammendment' a tone
Never to attune; to.' the U S A to be deaf and dumb?
Were its constitution srruck, a mortal wound;
Would be done! A world of opportunity; undone, the
Vital seed of true debate, free expression the chance
To counter hate.' I appreciate as many do, a healthy
America is better.' Reality's heart, beating beneath
The red white and blue!
Have Hoped Each Hour
have hoped each hour
God brings another shower
with all His power
many will have cared
fear times fear equals fear squared
so this message shared
FDR
came out of hiding
his time he has been bidding
always confiding
Joe Biden
had been first to die
good soldiers in short supply
as all time passed by
These are the firsts
that seem so sad
Jim Horn
Fairy, fairly, Ferris Wheel,
Reaching the top - Squeal!
Merrily, jumping hopscotch
Squares, I'm a fool, drool.
Picking up pebbles, once in
A stream, lined my inner
Pockets. A locket now lost
Will never be found, cost
Me pictures of my firsts.
Give me drink, dying thirst.
Hop, hop, hop along. Down
And dirty, must not frown.
Dove in a pool, didn't drown.
Childhood is now coming around.
Cute cats and dogs throughout my life that shared their souls with me.
Home, of course, and family, the treasures of my heart.
Each dawn – to wake and once again, a brand new day to start.
Routines I love – like going out or writing poetry.
Innumerable sweet moments living in my memory.
Special things -the many “firsts” that from my mind will not depart.
Heaven-sent – true friends – be they with me still or now apart.
April 3, 2021
The end of senior year is bittersweet.
Most of our assignments are incomplete
Working the bare minimum to pass
Taking each day class by class
Senioritis has been here since third quarter
As the teacher’s patience gets shorter and shorter
The deadline are nearing
But they’re something none of us are hearing
There are more lasts than firsts
And the thought of college is making us burst
As much as we all want to get out
Oh, what I would do to just reroute
The radio was playing blues;
I danced and in my arms
My 3 month grandson focused on
Exuding all his charms.
But suddenly to my surprise
A brand-new trick emerged -
A flat-out giggle, loud and clear
And oh, my heart just surged.
He giggled then a bunch more times
So his intent was clear -
The music and the movement
Set his giggle track in gear.
I will not witness all his firsts
But this one was a thrill,
For laughter is a trait of which
I'll never get my fill.
Counting every hour,
minutes marked in blood,
seconds weighed in tears—
waiting for the flood.
So precious at first, all the firsts:
hummingbird-heart memories,
both febrile and lucid,
a fantasy of feathered dreams.
Your hand around my heart
as you slid the truth off my wrist—
a deft sleight of hand,
misdirected as we kissed.
Where did we go, beneath the waves,
breathing water, searching shore—
a brush, a taste, missed memory,
a trick of the light, nothing more.
When my work on earth is through,
I will travel somewhere new.
I will not be far away,
In your heart I’ll always stay.
There will be good times and bad,
But try hard not to be sad.
Happiness comes from within,
A new life set to begin.
The “firsts” are hardest of all,
The “signs” I send may be small.
A noise, a ring, or feeling,
I can’t be too revealing.
Just always know that I’m near,
And that you don’t have to fear.
Someday we’ll be together,
And that will last forever.