Short In Honour Of Poems

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Thank You

For the kindness of your
HEART
Sweet melodies found in 
YOU
Your love my pure
ENERGY
You revived my 
INSPIRATION
Lost in a forever slumber 
My passion found in your
EASE
Just to say...
THANK YOU.

22/05/2013
Contest name: Appreciation
(IN HONOUR OF PD)


Premium Member Lovely Couple

Amy wore no bra on her wedding day,
her wedding was on St. Patrick’s day,
her see through blouse made the priest blush,
he had never seen breasts so lush,
Said he,”what a lovely pair I should say!!”



In honour of St.Patrick’s day contest
Written 23/02/2021
L Milton Hankins
10,10,8,8,10
Form: Limerick

About the Last Train

You close the door changing tides,
The streets empty into you,
Twilight harbingers tranquil,
Good night soon becomes the word,
From the lips of friends and foes.
You convey the departed,
To a place beyond the stars.


October 18, 2025.
Nette Onclaud,
In Honour Of An Ode Poetry Contest.
Form: Verse

Shapur

Subjugator of Rome's eagle 
Hero of the sacred flame 
Able and gentle horseman
Patron of the paraclete 
Upholder of the holy dove
Renowned as the King of Kings

(Poem in honour of Shapur I, who ruled the Sasanian Empire from 240 – 270 AD, known for his religious tolerance and victory over the Roman Empire)
Form: Acrostic

Shuga

I have developed a craving for thy brown delicacy 
For she satiates my hearts deepest desires 
She smells like daisies 
And has a smile the keyboard portrays after typing good news
She deserves a cathedral in honour of her beauty 
Or perhaps an ode
Cause she sounds like the lady I described in one of my poems.
Form: Ballad


Dear Carolyn

I think about you as I cry,
and wonder why you had to die,
for there's a void now in my life,
that emptiness cuts like a knife.
I miss the way we used to chat
and laugh, and feel sincerely that
I'll miss you till the day I die.
I think about you as I cry...

written for Constance's contest in honour of Carolyn
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member 'a Wine Smell'

Wafts greeted me at the door already Dreaded going inside, not knowing If a clash between right and wrong Was on the schedule again It’s become a routine His manners replaced, Like his cologne Surpass by A wine Smell
Wilma Neels In honour of Madam Oink :) Contest: Anagrammatically Speaking 5th Place
Form: Etheree

In Honour of Libido

I'm inspired to write you an ode,
This is Libida to Libido,
A friend with benefits bro,
To me, you are my hero,
We've now sailed our boat,
Your loving keeps me afloat,
With all your charms and grace,
You make the world a better place,
You've put a grin on my silly face,
To me, you are my hero,
Signed Libida, to Libido.

Glimmers of Hope

The candles we light in honour of your name
Reflect the brightness you gave to our lives
Burn away at the darker side surrounding
Giving way to freedom's path for your spirit
Helping bring healing to the hearts that miss you
Binding you in mind, faith and prayer
So your memory can live on and bring comfort
To those that walk in hope, with you beside them

Christmas

So, through Jesus, there came hope, life and a future
there came reconciliation of humanity with our Creator 
there came hope brought about by our deliverer. so heaven and earth shall sing praise 
in honour of the Saviour
giver of our salvation
the Maker of all creation
Lover without limitations 
and King above all the nations! 
On this day, my Saviour was born!

Merry Christmas, now and forevermore.
Form: Rhyme

Me and You

From the moment I was born,
You never let me go.
As I grew older,
You always held my hand.
The moments flow by us.
Like fish in a river.
Every second that passes by.
We grow closer.
I know there were times of giving up,
That you almost had.
But you kept trudging through.
Through the sun and the rain,
The snow and the sleet.
My hand was always held.
You never let me go. 

APPRECIATION (In Honour of PD) 
May 21st, 2013

Dad For You I Will

You and I alone so warm
Is it really real you're gone?
Do I still love you
In expanse of this vacuum?

From me though gone
Your memories with me live
On and shall for long
Bring you back home.

This secret between you and I
Promissory letter of new sunrise
To carry on your great legacy.
Dad, for you I will!!!





       *In honour of my late dad who passed away on Saturday 22/10/2016 and buried on Saturday 12/11/2016

Premium Member Mental Health Stigma

Mental health stigma within the military
Injuries you just can't see
Many sufferers have taken their own lives
Leaving behind families husband's and wives

In honour of those who ended there plight 
It's time to show this isn't right
Awareness, look out for each other
Brothers and sisters from another mother

R.I.P all those gone before
With your passing opens the door
Mental health awareness is a must
Or your eyes will fill with dust

Premium Member Our Pd

Our wonderful and ever-present PD. What a talented writer! You don’t know poetry if you haven’t seen her work. She has been around here for such a long time. If you’re new to this site, go to see what our PD has written. What fine examples she displays! Her words and lines will amaze! Let’s hope she sticks around where her fine work can be found. May 19, 2013 For the Appreciation (In Honour of PD) contest by Abdulhafeez Oyewole

Do You

Do you make love in the light
adorned in a beauty so bright
basking with heavenly glow
consumed in each ebb and each flow

or like me do you like it dark
inhaled with a faint trace of heart
fingers embrace the unknown
living and breathing each moan

tongues tantalizing
the braille of the body
moist moments meet and greet
inside the throes of life

lips bled in honour of another
begging to last
a synchronization of soul
eluding death, becoming whole
© Ts Poetry  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Shielding Him

I look into his baby blue eyes,
A young man now standing before me.
My heart sees a little boy
To protect.

Shielding him from the cross I carry,
The pain of losing one of my babies,
Living my remaining days
In honour of those left behind.

Shielding him,
Protecting him
From life’s unexpected twist of fate.

Shielding him,
Like a mama bear,
Fiercely holding on.

Pointing to the rainbows,
To the pot of gold.

Shielding him
With love.

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