Short Met Poems
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this is from underneat
my life complete
you a gods treat
for all you do
i love a repeat you too
my life sweet
SINICE I MET YOU
this is the day we met.
day so perfect i couldnt forget,
the day my heart filled with joy
for. i met a man today, not a boy.
I remember one spring morning.
It was the moment I found bliss.
Love struck at first sight.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
how can I forget
how we met
it was hot to trot
me you stop
it was in the block
it was love a play
WE
MET ON A SUMMER DAY
i don regret
it was how we met
how can i forget
you thur a kiss
i didn't miss
it was lover to play
WE MET ON
CHRISTMAS DAY
Just Another Bird I Met
Spasms of Feathers
Cheering in Syncopation.
Fresh, Rewarding, Rain.
-Gray Squirrel
11-11-2024
seen like a dream
i was begaining to mean
like was hard
not its smooth as lard
i' have nogrets
that you can bet
SO GLAD WE MET
it was hot as hell
was show and tell
how we met
i,ve no regrets
you were lovely too
knock me off mt feet
WE
MET ON THE BEACH
While drinking from snout,
I then knew without a doubt:
Eyes looking at me.
Suddenly feel uneasy
As our star-crossed gazes meet.
The snails met in secret
For their parents were political
Arguing about everything
That never matters to anyone at the moment of death
We met online
We got along just fine
She helped me out
Polished my words and turned them about
Gave my writing a spine and some shine!
.
i know'd her
first
i were confused
az uh
kid
• He's tall, but he feels short
• She's short, but she feels tall
• Nobody knows when they met
• Out side of "in the fall"
Our paths walked alone
And won’t have crossed on their own—
Till that fateful dawn!
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Senryu |22.05.2021|
I once met a man from the west
And invited him home as my guest
I told of the cross
He cried, "I am lost!"
Then repented and God gave him rest
A sonnet and limerick once met
Romantically in tete-a-tete.
The sonnet had grace,
The limerick, no trace:
Make match of your muses, the net.
I never touched a love song
nor inhaled romantic art
I never lived poetry
Sunsets I now taste!
it was ment to be
you and me
how we met
it was in labrary shop
that day i stop
i've nogrets on that day
will never
i forget
on
HOW WE MET
Eyes spy
Feelings start
From the Spirit
Inner Core, Deja vu
No way
Why not
Attached
It can not work
Committments already made
Settled
how can I forget
my eyes or wet
its love tears
its of fears
of losing you
together so much we do
must say this wasn't play
WE
MET ON A COLD DAY
its was a mess
i had on a dress
how could i forget
this was how we met
i fell didn't feel well
you had nice things to say
WE MET ON A
SNOWING DAY
I met her between a pure heart
and a High School football game.
I was old enough and much too young.
We loved in high grass on a picnic.
i met my wife Sue
under a tree of knowledge
she dropped her figleaf
Frozen
In time
Stuck
In a rut
Trying
To figure it out
Crazed
With panic
Drenched
In the sweat
Of anxiety
Was the way
I would live
From then on
pen to paper
text on a screen
shallow and deeper
lines in between
misgivings of yesterday
pause to catch
the moment in an instant
the time that we met