Poets corner! Share your inner bard!

[FathertoFeathers]

I thought I would start a place where people could share their poetry! Whatever style you like. All I ask is that it follows all the rules and guidelines and that it is appropriate. Have fun!

 

[FathertoFeathers]

Heres some of mine.

I call this one How I love the moon.

How do you say
Goodbye to the moon
Her silver sun kissed face
sparkling down like dew in the spring
sweetly sparkling for all to see
I love the moon
But does she love me?

This poem isn't my usual style so sorry if it doesn't flow very well.

 

[alwaysthere4chickens]

this is one of my favorites that I wrote.

Unseen

There are many things that go about,
Invisible,
Unseen.
Though no one seems to believe in them.
To believe they have to see.
Which is odd
considering the fact that
They all believe in
Air,
Wind,
And tiny things hidden in the mist.
Oh, but those all exist.
They say,
“Of course there’s air, ‘cause I can
breathe, okay?”

But, why do wounds heal?
How do plants grow?
Why do people steal?
What do people know?

It's all in the work of invisible things,
which go about the world all,
Unseen.

 

[alwaysthere4chickens]

Here is another

Knots

Knots are everywhere.
Through wear and tear,
There still there.
They hold together families,
And shoes.
The things you lose,
Even relationships.
You have to look
(not in a book,)
To find one.
Oh they’re there
Delicate or strong,
There still there.

 

[alwaysthere4chickens]

The ending to this one isn't the best, but I still like it.

Purpose

As the earth turns ‘round,
Life doesn't wait.
As you ask yourself,
“Do I have a purpose?
Do I have a dream?
If I don’t have one,
Will I be unseen?”
No one knows why we’re here.
We’re not even near
To understanding.
We’re deep in a pit.
Some people climb,
While some people sit.
If you want to have a purpose,
And climb out from the pit.
A simple tip to life,
Is to make the most of it.

 

[alwaysthere4chickens]

And one about chickens:

Chicken Family
What I love most is chickens,
I do hope they love me,
together we would make,
a happy chicken family!

Thank you for making this thread! I NEEDED to share these!

 

[FathertoFeathers]

All of mine are love poems.

Hear the piano softly play
sweet notes to the spring
almost as if it seems to say
dream of better things

Hear the keys
softly fall
floating in the breeze
notes that taste so sweet
putting my heart at ease

But who is playing songs
that capture my heart
A musician so perfect
more beautiful than art.

 

[FathertoFeathers]

Listen to the birds
sing in the trees
as the branches
sway in the breeze
the sweet smell
of flowers and bees
A girl as beautiful as one could please
her hands so soft
put my mind at ease

 

[alwaysthere4chickens]

here is a bad poem

Fry End Friends
Have you ever considered
what your fry ends could be
if you treated them like friends?
you should try and see.

This poem that popped into my mind didn't really turn out right. And was a failure because I discovered that most people eat the burnt tips on their french fries

 

[alwaysthere4chickens]

you make some great poetry!