Short Good As Gold Poems

Short Good As Gold Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Good As Gold by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Good As Gold by length and keyword.


Premium Member No Value

There is no value in working hard.
Is this not the great deception? 
Money is as good as gold,
it has equal value;
Everything is fine,
first world problems 
are nothing;
We can’t 
lose.
Form: Nonet


As Good As Gold

A-im is as good as gold, 
M-ove on toward your dream; 
I-mmeasurable joy is like
E-ndless flow of the stream.

A-llow your arms to reach, 
L-et your both hands hold; 
O-n the fifteenth of September, 
G-low is as good as gold.
Form: Acrostic

Da Kurlzz

You're smart and funny
You know what you're doin
I love your curls
As good as gold
Cuter than anything I've ever seen
You scream so loud
And talk very proud
I love you Da Kurlzz

Da Kurlzz is from Hollwood Undead, My FAVORITE band of ALL time!!!!! ^_^
Form:

Good As Gold

your words they are life                                                                                                   
are pouring off the silver                                                                                             
fiery streams from throne
© John Beam  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Simple Cliches

Testing the waters 
of this undeserved fame.

As this life as we know it,
really isn't much more than a game.

Theres nothing left to lose.
No more to soon gain.

What you bring to the table,
isn't much to many.

And if silence is as good as gold.
Look forword to what your future can hold.


Premium Member Ollie

Mr. Ollie used a tall scaffold
It was rickety and kind of old.
He had to fix walls which had black mold.
Cousin Jeff offered to hold.
Scaffolding so it would not fold.
Mr. Ollie said it was good as gold.
Forgetting he had an awful cold.
Sneeze knocked him off, big and bold.
Dead on the floor for days I’m told.
Doubt if house will ever be sold
Form: Monorhyme

Shalia

she was here and now she,s gone
but she left me strength to carry on
her wisdom and strength i will always see
i fell her spirit all around me
she guides me though each brand new day
her words of wisdom
i will always say
she,s always here in my heart
although this life she had to depart
a different world
a different life
where there is no stress and strife
shes good as gold
a friend to me
and in my heart she will always be

As Good as Gold

I buy myself the gift of you
Giving to me each happiness new
When i see what eyes have treasured
With in my heart I give great measure
With deep feeling I dare invest
To save my joy and happiness
Each encounter again of interest
Even your change fills my treasure chest
How rich I've become with you in my life
I gather the crumbs of you with delight
The richest man on earth if you were my wife
The heaven I would claim after living a good life
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Poetic Virtues and You

P is for the passion in our pursuits and patience in our frustrations.
O is for originality, open-mindedness, and optimism in a world of pessimism.
E is for the enchanting elegance of simplicity, empathy, and energy in expression.
T is for truth where your word is as good as gold and trust replaces doubt.
R is for being real and respectful for the words whispered from the soul.
Y is for yearning, and yes, always believe in poetry, dreamers, and you.
Form: Acrostic

D,A,Y,T

DO AS YOUR TOLD!

No ifs,no buts or whys or hows,
mum says just do as your told.
But why? I'll try if that's your cry.
Well I don't want you catching a cold.

Catch a cold, do as I'm told
with no ifs or buts as you say.
At six years old I'm as good as gold
if that's why and how I should play.

If mum.

No!

But mum.

No!

Why mum.

No!

How am I going to say
I'll not catch a cold, I'll do as I'm told
and I'll stay in the house all day.
Form: Rhyme

Her Words

At times when life is hard,
Her words can help me through.
She held me close and said,
‘My boy, I’m proud of you.’

It’s been so long and yet,
My memory’s as clear.
I hear her tender voice
And see her face so dear.

My Gran was loved so much,
Her heart as good as gold.
I stoop and touch her name,
But granite’s hard and cold.

Her grave is grey and still,
Between the elm and yew.
I leave a rose and say,
‘And I was proud of you.’


Posted just too late for Carol's contest : )
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Faraway

The aura here
Feels good as gold --
Warm and sincere,
New joys from old.


The message sums
The place and time
Where kind outcomes
Mingled fond chimes.


The way of joy
Found kin and kind
In play and ploy
In touch divine.


Fond love sincere
Found tact and fact
In sacred spheres
To live fond acts.


As we leave now,
"Thank you" we pray
For grand endow,
For happy days.


We lived our tale 
With gracious stay;
Happy endings pale,
Fond blessings stay.


Leon Enriquez
21 June 2014
Singapore
Form: Quatrain

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