Short My Hero Poems
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H umble
U nusal
S exy
B ashful
A ctive
N ice
D elightful
Teresa Skyles
Entered in Crystal Wilkins"MY HERO"contest
Jocks real name was John
Obstacles, many he overcame
Complaining zero, he was my hero
Kinship with Scotland never strayed
Your the one that came trough for me when i needed your help.
You held my hand and took me in and thats for now you are my hero.
The army awarded my son a medal.
"Extraordinary heroism," they said.
They handed it to me and not to him;
My hero-son is dead.
My powder horn I'll be tootin
I'll git next door and start shootin
Now killins a fad
And copyin Vlad
Makes me a menace like Putin
You once were the very hero
I needed when I as a lonely child.
You and I dreamed so wild,
Always just us two planning for tomorrow.
My hero is my own heart
Resilient and brave
It remains whole after it has been shattered
This blood is glue
To piece me back together
Form:
your more than afriend
say this from in
my life began
by watch you
and what you do
and i love you too
no longer
am i zero
your
MY HERO
Form:
Hitchhiking to Halifax,
a friend offered to go with me.
I felt elated; he was my hero!
Then he robed me,
and it hurt like a punch in the gut!
He is the best mate for me of course
Pitching in and doing extra
Always taking care of me
Driving me to work now
While I conserve strength
He's my hero
My husband
Soulmate
Friend
Some night I lay awake thinking of you
It’s a painful reminder that you were my glue
You was what held me together
You were my hero too
And just like that
You were an angel that I knew
Form:
My hero is dead
Or gone forever
My hero
Won't ever
Look me in the eyes
Ever again
My hero
Is dead
My hero's heart
Will not beat
For me
Never run with mine agaib
Because
Painfully
My hero is dead
Form:
Sun, glorious sun, I worship you dear friend
My hero, my joy, to the heavens I'd ascend
Though it's hot up there
Goggles I'll wear
It'll hurt for a while but burns always mend
Many Brits are good friends of mine
A Benny Hill thing, ten times out of nine
My hero all the way through
Went to the same silly school
When censors sleep, my naughtiness shines
When I was a young man many years ago
Thought if I reached eighty I'd be decrepit and slow
Now that I'm here
Nothing to fear
Everything's working fine 'cept for my hero down below
Ronnie Radke
sure hes not the nicest
but hes good at what he does
i learned all his songs
even the ones craig stole
how i wish i was as famous (or infamous)
as my idol, and my hero
We love you ronnie
My wife is such a hero,
It’s plain for all to see,
I’d say she needs a medal
For putting up with me.
Seriously, my wife is my hero for all the obstacles she’s overcome in her life
For janette’s contest
Longneck Cassidy, my hero from the fifties
A giraffe so charming his talent quite nifty
Picking apples was a breeze
Lower branches on his knees
Remembering him makes my eyes go all misty
Longneck Cassidy, my hero from the fifties
A giraffe so charming his talent quite nifty
Picking apples was a breeze
Lower branches on his knees
Remembering him makes my eyes go washy wishy
Woke up early this morning to go for a wee jog
Got as far as “still laying there” my head in a fog
Yelled wake up my hero
Yelled back “eat minnows”
This conversation with me was a futile monolog
With an apple a day my cheeks are still flabby
Doesn't delay the inevitable, my bod still gets shabby
Belly covers my hero
Like wearing a pillow
Still, remember the building of Westminster Abbey
and then it dawned on me, he was an angel placed on my path.
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted for contest MONOKU 3: FIRE, EARTH, WATER AND AIR sponsored by SILENT ONE - December 29, 2017 - RANKED 2ND
Steaming fire and ice
Glomming armour and vice
A royal defence force
A charging horse
He’s sire
Knighted Sir.
A messiah
My hero
A skilled warlord
Conqueror of worlds
His regal sword
The last word
Mom, what a hero
Never ever a zero
When I was a child
She cared for us kids and smiled
She’s just my superhero
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Janette Fisher's "Holding out for a Hero" contest
4/13/2012
You shot me in the heart
and you don't miss its beat
nothing is as simple
as you want to believe...
numbed from head to toe
no one knows what you think
you, my hero and my villain
my life forever in half split.
Jessica