Short Number 1 Poems
Short Number 1 Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Number 1 by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Number 1 by length and keyword.
A dog,
A backpack,
A guitar,
A walk on a Arkansas Highway.
Weather warm, dry,
Few clouds in the sky,
This was his world,
Today.
space ship hits Trump’s wall
goodwill trip ends in pieces -
"tea party" justice
alternate ending...
aliens handled
Long Tooth
September 1, 2016
Bill Marable 10/25/2020
when given to fits of anger
when heated words are spirsed about
James said “Praising and cursing
come out of the same mouth”
Where I’ll rock and reminisce,
read leisurely in freedom’s bliss,
take my time writing poetry,
entertain grandkids, one per knee,
call loved ones I miss
number 1
trans species grace
content cat's tail brushes me
his purr an "om"
Inspired by poet Amy Losak and her mom!
Poet’s Note:
Not sure a cat can love anyone, they just own you.
Number 1:
PARADOX
Heed then the paradox
Riot running out-of-the-box
Pain in the bitter detox
Contagious as small pox
Leon Enriquez
14 December 2014
Singapore
Coming out the house
I saw a mouse
Dead in my basket
So i made a casket
Burying the little one
I became number 1
To do this day
What others would delay
And Eventually throw
away.
The pessimist Club
You think it will rain today?
No, barely "47%" chance
Quotation from Mitt Romney in 2012 Presidential race. Picked number 1 quote of 1012 by Yale
My subconscious mind reminds me
thoughts of you still linger
Trying to forget the feel of you,
but these thoughts of mine
recollect without permission
Causing a slow submission to my
mental addiction
Lust: To be enamoured with rust.
The way that the seasons stand
Upon the shoulders of those
That came before.
In the end always toppling into winter,
As anything found in death
Must to death return.
Hidden in airy snow harsh and cold, yet a warm glow where love does grow.
Wanted accord:
A better World
With less sweet word-
Voids of terror.
Safety for all:
Shield from sad fall;
For short and tall-
Halt this horror.
Name: Kayod5
Desiderata
7th Dec, 2014
Theme number 1
8 12ish #1
Tonight, whilst I dream,
In the midst of becoming mist,
Sighing I wish you were there.
Your eyes appear beside me,
Their blue spark delight.
Your hair between my fingers roam,
I move into the movement.
From a peaceful flow
The river waters fall down
Crash, churn, hit the depths, then go.
Passing through my bank
I feel its meditation
And see its past free of woes.
9.28.14
1/5/1976: Path number: 1+5=6
Good Morning Night Owl.
Why do we leave the light on?
Where the Lamp-post sheds its skin.
The Trumpet pours, the passion flour.
Our constitution is number 1.
A dustless preamble.
Borderline masonry must not crumble.
Form:
A truck driver passes through
a hole in the sky
His rig self inclusive,
his load staying dry
Eighteen wheels of redemption,
the manifest signed
Delivery as promised
—his docking sublime
(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)
Don't go
he said to me
real low
I knew
this had to be
time flew
away. Chance
of a lifetime,
last glance.
April 22, 2021
Chose Image Number 1
Contest Name: Finding your musette 2
Sponsor: Joseph May
Jackson Pollock oened the 'abstract ' door
laying the canvas on he floor
This may seem strange to many of us
randomlike spontaneity sans a focus*
*https://www.nga.gov/collection/highlights/pollock-number-1-1950-lavender-mist.html
Stand and bathe in blue diamond light
light painting the marble glory
glory by man's hand is praising
praising He who freely gives light
For the "Four Lines Only" Poetry Contest of nette onclaud
Based on visual number 1
Viv Wigley 8th June 2015
I am jealous of death
its resolute presence and confident action
Its darkened cool and its infinite existence
When I pass like whispered winds in forgotten winters
death will sullenly play its monotone mandolin of time
...expecting no one to listen
We are all chess pieces,
in this game we call life,
only trying to move forward,
through all the strife,
jumping on those,
who get in our way,
only pushing forward,
as we play,
be number #1,
we've always been told,
even as our hearts,
grow weary and cold.
Form:
We are all chess pieces,
in this game we call life,
only trying to move forward,
through all the strife,
jumping on those,
who get in our way,
only pushing forward,
as we play,
be number #1,
we've always been told,
even as our hearts,
grow weary and cold.
Ladies
And
Gentlemen
Welcome to this evenings quiz
Are you all liquid refreshed
And have you all been to the Loo
Let the festivities start
Question number 1
Where the hell are the question's
Gosh Darnit
I knew I forgot something
Anyone for Scrabble
Old
fashioned
courtesies,
from days gone by.
On their first date, trying hard to impress.
Dressed up in glad rags, to travel in style,
down lovers lane.
Where one kiss,
is pure
bliss.
Photo Number 1.
8 / 28 / 2021.!
Sad
this Child
was hated
for her color
what's worse is in two thousand twenty-one
children are still hated for skin color
why are people
prejudiced
we need
change
02/15/2021
written for Double Tetractys 7 poetry contest
sponsored by Eve Roper
Photo Number 1