Short Playing Around Poems

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The Fights Not Over

no playing around
no laying down
put your feet on the ground
let the bell sound
so you be in your
clover
THE FIGHTS NOT
OVER


High Notes

There once was a young man from town
Was known for his playing around
But when he met Patty
Also met her daddy
Now he sings soprano he's found!
© Deb Wilson  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member A Boy's Doggy History

A boy living alone
  Never gave up like a stone

Struck by stern and stormy weathers 
  Yet surviving like a full grown-dog, playing around heathers
Form: Couplet

Remind

He set his alarm to remind
Him of the time he needs to be in-line
He still arrived late
Playing around with his date
While in line all he did was whine
© Daisy Ward  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

I am Surprise

Playing around mouth, cheeks and eyes
I share Duchenne smile
When one buys me daffodils and daisies
Joy blushes  in me all the while
Ah! I am never good at goodbyes.


Stop the Games

stop it quick
playing around
know what you putting down
stop being a clown
get the tools
don't 'be fool
and its cool
go back to school
make a change
STOP THE GAMES

Premium Member Ultimate Peace

The wind chimes create another song
Playing around in the spring air
Calming with ultimate peace
Nothing lost, music gained
Softening issues
In a hard world
Listening
Eases
Mind
Form: Nonet

Playing Around Wit Haiku Counter

There's more love in a bottle of gin than some men's whole body. 
A taste of the ever clear cleanse unkind words for a moment
Instead of being Snow White she's now off white impaled by love
Form: Verse

Premium Member Merry Christmas

this is barbaric
dry bones and Christmas
in the valley 
playing around 
tip toeing around
dry bones
its barbaric
layers deep
piles apon piles
it doesn't stop
welcome to our barbaric
Christmas

Dork Did Uncork the Pork

Dork Did Uncork the Pork

We just did dicover  Trump is a dumb dork;
Who always likes playing around with pork;
Us over barrel,
And part feral;

More loser followers,  he seemed to uncork.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

The Kids

How they make me laugh
Playing around, Having fun
Not caring what is happening in the world

Oh wonderful it is to watch them
How lucky they are, yet mature so quick
They seem small now , but grow so fast
© Jessica K  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Premium Member Bear Cub Return

baby bear comes back
                 playing around in the trees
               scratched bark and bear hugs


Heidi Sands

7/19/22

* This is the second time since the wildfire, the cub has been around without a mother.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Way Hey

There was a sailor in a bar downtown
Who had a need to be playing around
A tightwad was he
And frisky was she
He gave her a round - she blew the man down


August 2, 2018


Sea Tales Limirick Contest
By Carolyn Devonshire
Fifth Place
Form: Limerick

He Left Us

He left us here with all the bills.
He left us here for real.
We thought he was playing around,
Until he quit his job and skipped town.
Now we're here all alone wondering
How we're going to pay the bill for the lights,
And the bill for the gas and the telephone.
Form: Rhyme

A Huge Surprise - Collaboration With Andrea Dietrich

Looking for your twinkling eyes,
I found instead a huge surprise - 
eyes like olive pits 

A fishy smile beneath those eyes,
grey grimace that you can’t disguise-
sardine on a Ritz!

(just Andrea and i playing around with that tail-
rhyme form I am first stanza; She is second.)

......Eagles.............

HOW CAN YOU SOAR HIGH
LIKE THE EAGLES. WHEN
YOU ARE PLAYING AROUND
WITH THE BEETLES.. THEY
CAN'T FLY AT ALL. YOU
ALLOWED ONE TO TAKE YOU
OUT OF YOUR ELEMENT.
CONTINUE TO SOAR LIKE 
THE EAGLES. EAGLES DON'T
HAVE TIME TO PLAY WITH
SMALL MINDED BEETLES....

EAGLES....SOAR.....

Premium Member A Huge Surprise

Looking for your twinkling eyes,
I found instead a huge surprise - 
eyes like olive pits 

A fishy smile beneath those eyes,
grey grimace that you can’t disguise-
sardine on a Ritz!

(just Susan and i playing around with that tail-
rhyme form She is first stanza; I am second.)

A Gun

A gun is like a child
It needs to be handle
With kid gloves
No quick movements
No jerking or playing around
Because it has a quick temper
And will go off
A gun can take a life
And destroy one in the process
A gun can save a life
And protect one when you're
In danger, it is a means of
Intimidation
© Daisy Ward  Create an image from this poem.

Getting To Old

getting to old 
to be playing around
need to make a definitive 
decision 
need to chose a career path
to take once and for all
one that would make the 
most logical sense 
rational expectations 
rational motivation 
rational realistic goals to achieve 
just chose a path already 
make a logical decision once and for all
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Poltergeist

People and places like thread
Over and under, sewing your head
Leaking and squeaking
Thrilling and peeking
Elements of illusion
Rebounds with delusion
Grumbling in your ears
Ending and halting heartbeat in tears
Intermittent noises of the unseen
Souls playing around when clock strikes at thirteen
Touching you and me in grim
Form: Acrostic

It's Time

IT'S TIME TO STOP PLAYING AROUND!

IT'S TIME TO GET SERIOUS!

TIME IS TICKING AWAY!

YOU BETTER WATCH OUT,

OR YOU WILL MISS THE COMING OF JESUS!

HE IS COMING BACK!

YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT!

HIS WORD IS THE TRUTH!

TIME IS SHORT!

I DON'T WANT TO SEE ANYONE LEFT BEHIND!

IT'S YOUR CHOICE!

YOU BETTER MAKE IT SOON!

Biography of Legionite Lita

LEGIONITE LITA
A writer of prose,play and poetry.
The daughter of the strongest legion.
Though she eats lemon,pill and berry,
she hate anything sour,bitter or sweet.
Though she feels great,inspired and strong,
she still hate failure,fight and duelship.
Her biggest dream is to see monkeys
playing around her resident in Lagos.
Legionite LiTA
Form: Bio

Horn Upset Limerick

Horn Upset Limerick

Remember when I became upset
Read poems at recital did not let
Thought my appearance was vital
Forgot to bring poems with each title
My poems worst someone won the bet.

James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Renown Poet

Must be Saturday and everyone is
out playing around and not reading
my poems it looks like.
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Golden Glimmers of the Sun

*Playing around with Alliteration


The sun softly shimmers with gold glimmers  
Sanguine sunsets dance marvelous minuets 
Before falling abed, he briefly bled 
for having to close his eyes
beneath stunning skies when daylight dies 
Revived, reborn each misty morn 
With radiant rays, he deftly displays 
his fading luminous light in flourishing flight
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.

Forever In His Heart

Note: This is a short poem my husband left for me when he left very early this morning for a 
trip to Maine. He knows I am playing around with poetry writing and got inspired himself!

As the lover traveled to Maine
his heart knew it was not in Vain
to worry about his own true love
He asked for her protection from above
so forever with her in his heart
he could feel okay to depart.
Form: Rhyme

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