Short Turn Down Poems
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Turn down the insanity
and
take my hand
fingers splayed
in
hopeful return
of
secrets half known
of you
wished fully by me
no turn down
he's aways around
give a love sound
its not black or white
he is the sprit light
not be drit
that
HOE GOD LOVE WORKS
Dear
Summer,
could you please
turn down the heat?
Triple digits are
just too hot to
enjoy the
summer
fun.
6/29/21
be ware of this
bad money exist
so here's a tip
bit your lip
some turn down
its around
well warp
call the
some calls you honey
watch the
MONEY TRAP
If you turn down the lights in your mind,
everything begins to turn grey,
then it would be a bit difficult to see around
and for the predators, you might be a good prey
Simple tune
I'm not in the mood right now
as I turn down the hall
Rinkled soon
I'm in a melting mood
but I can't feel much more
than that girl
no one see's my life now
Just saw an image of a sweet young lass
Starting to tremble my parts they do flap
Uncontrollable drooling
Great passion it's fueling
Must be careful, must turn down the tap
To the party, you were not invited.
As anyone else, you feel slighted.
When they turn down their thumbs,
to hell with those bums.
You are a good man who deserves to be knighted.
Inspired by another member's poem
Loud
Explosive soundings
Environmental vibration eradicate motion
Bombarded sensory thee volumed
Dropped focused turn down
Ribbed quiet
Silence
12/10/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
light reflecting light. . .
my face becomes a mirror
when I am smiled at
cold countenances
and man's inhumanity
make my mouth turn down
For Michael J. Falotico's Contest:
"What Makes You Smile, What Makes You Frown"
Sunset Advice
The sun was setting
in the small coastal town.
The advice he was getting
he wouldn't turn down.
"Ask her here, where Earth's arms open wide;
I promise she'll say yes and make a beautiful bride."
# 1
9/30/19
Did I turn the right corner of life . The decisions of life have lead
Me to this new point of life. Also how I make decision will decide on
Tomorrow
Shall I turn down this road or that. Fate will
Lead me down the pathway of destiny one with spirit.
Hurray, hurray!
It’s a special day.
Grandma’s counting beans.
Pick the rocks,
Turn down your socks.
Grandma’s counting beans.
In the pot,
That’s what she taught.
One, two and three for free.
Stir the hot,
Hit’s the spot,
What a "hum" we’ll be…
Is she a prattler or a tattler?
I was unsure
My ears had stopped listening to her long ago
She was perpetually speaking
Her mouth probably talked in her sleep
When I saw her coming, I put in my earbuds
For not only was she annoying
You could not turn down her volume
Obsession is blood-kin to poison,
Beneath the beautiful cloisonné
Simmers the need to possess
Even as she sighs regret,
Savoring the movement of roulette~
Spin the wheel; yes or no,
Insert the bullet he won’t know,
Or does he see before too late:
Never turn down Vampire’s date!
Which one is worse
A parent not being able
To feed her kids because
They can’t afford to put
Food on the table
OR
A state who chooses to
Turn down food allowances
That can help feed hundreds of
Hungry children, isn’t that
Also considered child abuse
So, which is worse
True Radiance
There is no glow as bright as a mother
With her firstborn in her arms;
Disheveled like the sun rays
Of a child’s Crayola sun.
A smile that stretches and freezes for days,
Except while her eyes turn down and gaze
Upon that radiance of her loving babe
Eyes to eyes in love.
I see the water drip from its petals,
in the dirty,brown dirt,
the water settles.
The sun hasn't been out for days,
to spread its light,
or shine its rays,
against the soft texture,
it starts to decay.
The leaves turn down,
against the ground,
the rose,
is no longer a rose,
its brown.
Form:
When Sunday dinner is through
There’s something you must not do
Don’t flush Yorkshire Pudding
It could cause bad flooding
In toilets - wee paper or pooh!
Inspired by story on Sky News - you know me guys I just couldn't turn down the opportunity to do a limerick!
2/24/19
Out late tossin' the rag.
Turn down Barney Jenkins Road.
Big 'ol square white
house, freshly makeshift
sign in the lawn.
It reads:
SUNDAY SCHOOL 11AM
Ain't that beautiful?
Ain't that how the world
should turn?
Stick a sign on ya lawn
an' let the people come
right on in.
He's probably
a pedophile.
It’s too bright in here.
Someone turn down the lights.
I’m being blinded by the fluorescent lights
and the fluorescent clothing, the too
sweet smiles coupled with
a sarcastic attitude meant to be
subtle but failing.
I’m sick of you telling me
who I am or who I should be,
at least in the dark we’re all equal.
I don't need
Him any more
As I lift my hands up
And dance across the
It a pain to keep
Our love going
Never knowing
Who say this or
Who says that.
I don't like any of it
Turn down his voice
I keep hearing
In my head
I will lay Down my heart
And walk away
I feel I have
No choice.......
A man who enjoyed writing code
once took a wrong turn down a road.
Forsaking recursion,
he took an excursion,
now dabbles in sonnets and odes.
His java is still close at hand,
but now it is black and smells grand.
Who needs a compiler?
Just hike a two-miler;
the bugs are all out on the land.
A week of triple digits.
The birds stay low.
No sign of life, except
gophers scuttling across dry grass
making for the lower regions.
Roots, tubers and bulbs. Gophers
turn down and inward, thrive
on lonely.
Look, here’s one that feels
the vibration of our feet
and scuttles off again.
Lowly, homely, alive.
Come on in
Do you want a beer
It's good to see you
I'm glad you're here
Kick off your shoes
Get off your feet
Come lay with me
I'll turn down the sheet
I can feel your stress
I always can you know
It's been a long day
Let all your worries go
Stay as long as you like
There's nothing to fear
I love you
I'm glad you're here