Short Own Style Poems
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Remarkable you
Loving nature
Pretty face
Lovely
Giving
Praying
Keeping faith
Sweet innocence
Loving heart to share
My own style - 5,4,3,2,2,2,3,4,5 unrhymed
Like seriously I wish every morning
Doesn't fake men naturally horny
For every sure dawn's smile
Should adore its own style
Setting their pricks' structures really corny
Walks through the back yard
it is looking for some friends
so they can play cards.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
May.27/2012
This is my own style of poetry.
Fun playing with you
Every new day
Together
Laughing
Sharing
Dreaming
Happy that
What developed
Will last a lifetime
Butterfly - my own style of 5,4,3,2,2,2,3,4,5 syllables, no rhyme
Mom, why can't I hang like monkeys ?
Sister drinks water from stream while
hanging; Don't say, baby you can't;
Don't I've right, to live in own style ?
~X~X~X~
My Dear, Captain COOL!!
you are an inspiration
here's my salute
130 million indi hearts
where cricket is religion,
you lead -Captain COOL
you handle pressure
in your own style, you are an
example- Captain COOL
The snow falls outside
flakes are beautiful
I wonder if it will stay
going to get rain
sooner or later
supposed to get rain today.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Dec.19/2012
This is my own style of poetry.
Form:
Music inspires the joyful, love-able person to come out when were listening.
No one can get away from it, and no one wants to. Everyone has their own style, yet its all the same. It sends us messages, makes us happy, exited, and even cry. It unifies us all.
To honor Jan in her own style...
I have a sweet friend whom I shall call Jan
She writes limericks like no one else can
finding humor in poop
sharing it with the soup
but it's stinky, Jan, please turn on a fan!!
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October 8th, 2016
Dancer choreograph
Displays hours of essay
Dedicated to dance
Dreaming a worldwide fame
Develops a talent
Divinized with a skill
Dainty with his own style
For Pleiades D Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kim Merryman
Fifth Place
8-28-2016
Belonging to yourself
is the place you need to start.
When everything has failed
trust in your own heart.
Forget what others say
be polite and always smile.
Believe in who you are
and, stay true to your own style.
Written by,
Sheri Lynne Evans
July 17, 1997
Here on the way,
Seize well each day;
Live your fine play,
Do as you say.
Here with short lease,
Live well unease;
Do as you please,
Niche happy peace.
Here for a while,
Live your own style;
Sculpt thoughts worthwhile,
Attend fine smiles.
Leon Enriquez
20 April 2016
Singapore
Connie was my friend, and I miss her smile.
Like a poem written in her own style,
she coached me to go that extra mile
and took the time to chat once in a while,
one of God's angels; she fit the profile.
(Monorhyme)
09/25/2022
Short Connie Tributes - Contest
Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich
Love letters from the old days
Are still meaningful to us
We can feel
The writer's own style of handwriting
The hardness of the paper
The waterliness of the ink
The design of the envelope
The content of the letter
The pride of the letter
Giving us
A visual and mental satisfaction, passion, love
and memory
From the old days
Be happy here with joy that stays,
Live this fond cheer in gracious say.
Be joyful then as love now stains,
Live how and when in cheer's sweet gains.
Be cheery now as fest greets jest,
Live fine endow in simple quest.
Be without guile in arid space,
Live your own style with heart in place.
Leon Enriquez
18 December 2014
Singapore
No one can control
image in front of mirror
style depicts own style
but feeling evolved
in mind pictured with the same
one may not be there
Oh, Mr. Cardinal
why do you tease me,
sitting, with your belly full
up there, in that tree?
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Jan.21/2013
I have been waiting a long time, to get a picture of a male cardinal and I finally got one. I was hoping it was going to be a little better than what I got, but you can't move trees out of the way. LOL
It’s time for hugging,
a firm embrace
Arms around
Comfort
Loving
Friendly
way to show
how much we care
and how much we need
Butterfly (my own style) 5,4,3,2,2,2,3,4,5 - no rhyme
Every season a time for bells
handbells in the choir
Christmas bells on tree
doorbells
Taco Bell
everyone their own style and sound
hanging bells mixed with mistletoe
cow bells across the field
some rustic, bronze, vintage, old and new
no two are alike
some ring for Joy
some for sorrow
the sound of ringing bells
how can a hollow vessel
bring such calm and peace?
Creative is the girl
making her own jewelry
painting her own style
using her own imagery
ecstatic are the teens
with their class rings
thinking 'celebration'
in a year at graduation
giddy is the woman
with her engagement diamond
grinning ear to ear
as she plans her wedding reception
sleepy is the mom
making a ring for her daughter
hoping to inspire
creativity in another
When you wish upon that star, make it a good one
I hope the wish you wish really comes true for you
Filling your heart with glee
Remember to wish a wish reserved not only for one
Allowing others to enjoy it as well, not only you
So everyone can be happy
Pamakameda - my own style that ends lines 1 and 4 with the same words, lines
2 and 5 with the same words and rhymes lines 3 and 6
Snow
Winter
all around
ice is frozen
I can't wait for Spring
someone close Winter's door
there is too much snow
and ice as well
Winter is
too long
brrr.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Dec.29/2013
I had come up with this style before I went to sleep last night. Sometimes I get tired of writing other styles other people come up with. This is my own style of poetry.
If the world has seven wonders,
In my world there are seven more.
All of of which for special reasons,
that I truly adore.
Each possessing their own style, grace, class and sass,
with a beauty and esscense upon the surface,
and wit, intelligence, underneath,
mastered with endless potentials,
no matter the time, date or place.
My sisters are my 7 wonders,
that simply keep me amazed.
10/21/2033
The serene sunset at my back.
The realization, I reached the top,
And, in completion, that was that.
The acceptance of my life as it is.
No bloody need to prove I was best.
Such divine completion, sans explanation.
The sun had gone, first star winked at me.
Soft, warm, winds rustled my wild hair
Of this poetic heroine, high on a hill!
Panagiota Romios
Poem 3
“In My Own Style”
God is a Single
But God can’t create His spouse
That’s why there is hell!
God is the Most Kind
But God is not kind to all
God is the Big Mind!
God is the Most Wise
But God doesn’t know how to
Become all-time nice!
God is the So-So
But God is the best person
God is Mass and Glow!
God is unhappy
But God is so kind and good
He makes us happy!
We can make God smile
But we can't make God happy
God has His own style!