Trikes Poems | Examples

Youth

YOUTH
at play
active fun

tarmacs chockablock
trikes, bikes, yikes, falling down
shed cheap tears and leapt afresh

"outrunning the sky's purple haze"

memories of my childhood

red rover
dodgeball
the ghost is out tonight
badminton
tetherball
marbles
skates
bikes
trikes
picnics
memories of my childhood
obscure now
children are inside
staring at screens

Rhiners Diners Cool Cats

Grown men in fuzzy hats riding three-wheeled bikes
Try to envision oldster type males on oversized trikes.
One was a walrus, you cannot fool me at all, said the Prez
And on his head, of course, he wore the fuzzy red Fez.

We are the Rhiners, the diners, the cool cats, the best!
Their chanting was soon followed up by everyone, such a test.
Except if you did not belong, you had better not try to chime in.
For they would throw snowballs at your head, and at least hit your chin.

Let Grandma Win

The McCormick family loves wheels
We like bikes, trikes, mopeds and motorcycles
We like Fords, Chevys, Lincolns and Cadillacs.

We are also racers.
Others watch the Indianapolis 500
We like driving like we just left the pit crew.
Our ancestors started us on this journey.

We were having a race on Wednesday
When grandma got on a moped.
I am going to outrun these cycles! She said.
“Let grandma win! Let grandma win! “ we all yelled.

Unfortunately, the little McCormicks are competitive like us.
They outrode, outraced and outran grandma.
The last one to the finish line, she pouted all day.

Run for Your Life

I heard their engines before they got to the hill.
Devil monsters with eyes that freeze me in place still.
I had seen them before, hoped to never see them again.
Thumping their chests, they brought scary with them.

Screaming commenced as the people saw the bikes.
Last time they came they had mowed down our trikes.
I had hoped to never see them again said Mayor Fife.
Run! I yelled as loudly as I could. “Run for your Life!”

Riders

Riders

Rumble and thunder, 
here they come, 
no one dare, ask...
from where. 

The bikes, their trikes...
their toys for adventure, 
seen on the horizon, 
like a storm. 

Freedom in their banners, 
their plates made of;
gold, silver... winged, 
Indians'
and Victory'
at hand. 
Harley and friends, 
well-represented, 
in all the land. 

Real men, and tough chicks, 
enjoying the ride...
like cowboys on the range, 
like speeding clouds
in the sky. 

Hard rock, no rock, 
just talk, or real...
the real deal?

(Heroes?) Whispered... 

Depends on the banners, 
and the men and women
that hold them up, 
---high.

Pray, friends, 
and remember...
to always love Our Country, 
and American Pie. 


Ann Foster
BooksbyAFoster.com 
Have a truly blessed day!

Avoiding the Epidemic

M-ask
A-lways
R-esists
I-nfection
A-voiding

T-he
E-pidemic
R-isk's
E-erie
S-pread
A-s

A-trocious
M-ystery
O-f
R-abidity
O-nly
S-trikes
A-nyone

Topic: Birthday of Maria Teresa Amorosa (June 01) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Mystery of Pandemic

M-ystery of pandemic is silent, 
A-ttacking unaware women and men; 
Y-oung and old are never spared, 
A-s experts search for medicine.

E-erie mystery of pandemic
S-trikes with wild and vicious venom; 
P-estilence plagues people
I-n violent momentum.
N-otorious contamination
O-perates in terrible tactic; 
Z-one of invisible infection
A-pplies the mystery of pandemic.

Topic: Birthday of Maya Espinoza (May 31)

Jeopardy of Atrocity

J-eopardy
O-f
A-trocity
N-otoriously

S-trikes
A-s
N-asty
C-ontagion
H-as
E-pidemic
Z-one

Topic: Birthday of Joan S. Sanchez (May 30) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Silent Ailment

R-epulse
O-ne
S-ilent
A-ilment
R-epelling
Y-ucky

A-nd
N-otorious
N-astiness'

V-irus
A-s
P-andemic
O-f
R-abid
O-utbreak
S-trikes
O-nerously

Topic: Birthday of Rosary Ann Vaporoso (May 04) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Deadly Epidemic

D-eadly
E-pidemic's
N-otorious
N-astiness
I-nvisibly
S-trikes

N-ations
O-nce
P-andemic
A-tracks
L-ungs

Topic: Birthday of Bro. Dennis Nopal (April 25) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Deadly Assault

D-eadly
A-ssault's
I-nfection
S-trikes
Y-our

B-ody
O-nce
S-ilence
Q-uietly
U-ses
I-nvisible
L-ink
L-etting
O-utbreak
S-pread

Topic: Birthday of Daisy D. Bosquillos (April 25) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Invisible Threat

D-readful
A-ttack's
I-nfection
S-trikes
Y-our

M-outh
A-s
N-asty
L-ink
A-ssaults
N-ose
G-iving
I-nvisible
T-hreat

Topic: Birthday of Daisy Manlangit (April 25) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Big People Trikes

Some big people ride trikes too!
Dangerous, could wind up black and blue 
Drivers patience, not much
When we hear a big crunch
Lying on the pavement, needing superglue

Rumble In Bird Town

The Buzzards are looking to start a fight
The Flamingos are looking to start a fight
It looks like there will be trouble today 
There is a rumble on the way

The Buzzards, their babes, their Harley bikes
The Flamingos their leathers, their motor trikes
Its all they can take
Its all about the turf they call the "Lake"

It looks like there's going to be a fight
There's going to be blood tonight
Both gangs came together
But all they did was ruffle their feathers

For the Flamingos like the Buzzard's leathers
And the Buzzards like the Flamingo's feathers
They forgot all about the fight
It looks like there will be a party tonight

Buzzards and Flamingos Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anthony Slausen
1/18/19

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