Zingy Poems | Examples

My Point of View

Onigiri is another level,
I don't know a place called Seattle,
I took a ladle,
Put it on a table,
I don't know where I'm going at,
I took a sat,
I see myself as a lad,
I don't want to be sad,
I took a notepad,
From the wad,
I stare at the ceiling,
As if I'm on a sailing,
I am not wailing,
But I am piling,
All the reasons I left behind,
For now, I am not resigning,
From what I am trying to define,
The meaning of refine,
I remind myself the since,
I don't take a Hinch,
Even a sinch,
Over something that is so clingy,
To hold onto a blingy,
My burger is zingy,
With a taste I hold onto,
With a pinch of cilantro,
It is my intro,
I keep on going,
For what I am doing,
I love myself in this song,
Is this what I am looking for?
Until my hands are sore,
To the day, I want to do the chores,
Look, it is my other course,
I try to find the source,
Here is my sauce.

muppet party was in full swing

the muppet party was in full swing
Kermit was there doing his thing
Miss Piggy was absent, zingy zing zing
Confetti was popping with a pingy ping ping

There was food on the table fit for a king
A jukebox in the corner was going ching-ching
the muppet party was in full swing
Count Dracula was there heavily counting

Where is Miss Piggy? Asked the Halloween king.
We do not know, Kermit said but I have her sling.
Give her a call, so Kermit gave her phone a ring.
But she never turned up, zingy zing zing zing zing.

What Is That Exactly

She is eclectic
What is that exactly?
Zingy
Zany
Zazzy
Zassified
Zipp-roaringly-zesty
I remained clueless

Celestial Gaze

Ballads and candles of lyrical light
in stemmed yearning

breezes of ethereal pearl

shimmering translucence 
in a velvety damask

A celestial serenade ~
glittering gold, a halo of airy haze
An ostentatious cynosure, a wispy elixir

Calcite talismans and ethereal melody.
The cosmos is in harmony

zingy zest blasts in sapphirelike gaze
A flow dashed over the scary abyss.
an emollient erstwhile fugacious lyric

My Feelings About Rhubarb Pie

have you tried tangy zingy rhubarb pie?
I like the taste, oh my, oh my!
I like the colors of pink and green
everything about it is terribly keen.

I like rhubarb pie cold, it is a dream!
It is fantastic too warmed up with vanilla ice cream
granulated sugar on top makes the crust sweet and real
I gulp this tart sweetness down, my tongue loves the feel

I salivate as I think about rhubarb pie’s taste
some think cobbler is okay, but to me rhubarb pie is the best
Keep the strawberries out, adding them is a waste
I like my rhubarb pie pure, the ultimate delicious taste.

Zesty Birds

Silver streaks of zingy songbirds 
and choral trills.

Orioles in Scarlet -
gorgeous carolers of
dawn canzonet with a sapphire score.

Rich viol spells of melodic melody
they engulf my twisted skysill
featuring lavender gold and
honeyed agate spring odes
silky lilac skylight accents.

Green Show

Waiting
For the green show
When flowers blossom bright
And young fauna are born to play
Life glows afresh with zingy zest, sun shines
Azure sky is clear, crisp breeze blows
Blooms sway in a spring dance
Sprightly spirit
Waiting



18th January 2023

For M L Kiser's "Pen a Rictameter, Hopes of Spring's Return" contest

A Pickle Party

All the Pickled produce gathered
At Branston Manor - if you please!
They entered via a staircase
Made of Jacob's Crackers and Cheese.

The Gherkin Girls and Chutney twins,
Who's names are Tom and Mango
Compete against the Beetroot Troupe
To make the taste buds Tango!

The Beetroot Troupe are not alone.
They have a wise old friend
Zingy Mr. Vinegar.
Always ready to defend. 

The Silverskins call upon
The Shallots acapella choir
To pack a punchy added flavour
In a pitch that can't go higher.

The sour Grapes sulk in the corner.
They apparently should not have come.
Only Pickles were invited.
It was not open to everyone.

The Eggs got pickled with too much drink.
They thought it would be fun
To gatecrash the party
Just to confuse everyone!

It was an event to be remembered.
But alas, though sad to say
The party ended abruptly.
For they were consumed that very day!


Written 18th August 2022
For the, "It's A Pickle Party Contest"
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose

We Are the Women

We want to be quirky, zingy, weird, and crazy
Because interesting, exciting and enthusiastic sells.
We want to be someone who is noticed or applauded.
If we cannot have that, can we at least have one-of-a-kind?

We want to be exasperating, conniving, mystical, and ethereal.
Mystery surrounding us in a swirling orange cloud of joyous confusion.
We are the world's women; we will have to be plain soon enough.
After our children arrive, and we try to fit into society so they will too.

Keola - Rubaiyat

 Hidden quote by: Jesse Jackson


As the daze lifts, dirge ogling at blurring.
Squalls can still be stifled by soft roving.
Heaven's pinions may rattle the birdcage.
If tame grip, end up spotting candor wing. 

Conveying of the most critical stage.
Toe-to-toe quicksand slogging on the rage
We aught stark faith in our dominant muse.
Shut eyelids bury the day's grin assuage.

We, a whiff of peace, must be shining wise.
Naught deems but that you go forward to rise.
In its purest awe, love with hope bestow.
Our scheme provides a zingy gap in size.

Grin never sink out, and not backward show.
Allow it to rise, by wings swell hefts grow.
Fear and division are ousting cross-glare.
Close fetch key vibrations to the shallow.

Written: January 28, 2022

Keola Secret Poetry Contest
Sponsor: William Kekaula 

Syllables: HMS
Rhymezone

Abcedarian For Fun

Alleged anthrax-laden alligator arrives in afternoon
Beyond bright baboon baby bestows brilliance 
Chaste chimpanzees charge chagrined cheetahs 
Doped donkeys deliberate director’s dictate
Elongated eel exasperate enormous elephants
Fruit flies flit and flutter among fruity flowers
Gravely gross gibbons gripe greedily 
Hyenas and hippos are hungrily huffing 
Igneous information informs iconic islanders
Jubilant jellyfish jealous juxtapositions
Kipling’ s kangaroos kill kindler’s keepsakes
Lively llamas leaping and loving
Many mammals merrily marauding 
Nefarious Neverland needing new numbers
Often outsiders oversee overgrown owls 
Persnickety porcupines parading in pairs
Quintessential quails quickly quell Quakers
Respite reveals rushing rip-roaring rhinos
Stolen stags slide south showing secrecy
Tiptoe through trails, tricking tigers 
Understanding unicorns utilize umbrellas
Very vexing victims verify variety of vixens
Well-meaning walrus whips whippersnapper’s will
‘Xacting ‘Xrays ‘Xplore ‘Xpansive ‘Xports
Yoga yielding yaks yelp at yellow yarn
Zealous zebra zips in zingy zoo.

Home Garden

With nowhere better to go, I nurture home.
Rows of sown seed need me 
to sing them to fruition
with the moisture of tender words,
coziness brushing buds 
with benevolent thrums.
Following intuition's petition,
pebble stones, thyme whiffs, skipping feet,
flower power spells, and blue bells' ring,
I'm welcomed to the scene: 
veggies competing in diversified strides,
flourishing fruit trees with wings it seems,
verdure upstretched to light's extensive dive,
joining birdsong chorus lifts, 
with fervent desire to thrive
from life to life like Eden's beginning.
The first ripe cherry flushes 
with sun's zingy red depths,
plush with juicy secrets beyond
comprehension's clutch.
I ingest this portion of wisdom
while studying God's living gifts,
with humble recognition,
so much is yet unknown.

Lipogram Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
"A" omitted.
6/12/2021

Effervescent

She is sparkling, scintillating, lusty, vigorous, peppy.
He was interested at lusty, but pretended indifference.
Zingy, zippy, vivacious, animated, high-spirited.
Okay, I’ll do it, he told his sister, acting reluctant.
She had set him up with dates before. They never worked out.

He arrived at the restaurant ten minutes early.
Still, she beat them there. She was pretty, and lively. Fun.
He laughed at her stories, and she listened to his.
She told him great things about his sister, and he shared too.

She was everything his sister said, truly effervescent. 
But her drink was too carbonated, which made her gassy.
She was horribly embarrassed when overcome by the
Bubbly, frothy, foaming, bubbly stuff. He liked her for that too.

The Hidden Books

School books hold little appeal
For the creative, the zingy, the wise and the zany
They are for people who like to file.
For people who sleep all through the night
But for those of us 
Who stay awake listening to our dream
Envisioning worlds such as most have never seen

The books we need are the ones well hidden
The ones we are banned from
Not easily given
The fiction books!
They are high on the shelf
Contraband, guarded by a cosmic elf.
If you are truly wild, and I think you are.
Join me now.
We can ride straight up there
On a holiday star…..

Orange Or Brown

Orange
Sizzling, colorful
Zingy, zesty, zippy
Happy, upbeat, drab, plain
Calming, blending, neutralizing
Tree-like, blah
Brown

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