I feel like I haven’t posted in a month; hence the title. (wait, past poetry puddle?) But yes, if you felt the same, then I am alive and I’m back! *tries to find GIF. Does not succeed. Where can I find good GIF’s???*
Sorry for not giving you any notice at my disappearance (I did keep in touch with Enni’s poetry contest though 😉 ). We didn’t have any internet data, so we couldn’t use very much internet. So I didn’t post. And I’m sorry for not being able to read all your lovely blogs! ❤
I’m also going to share with you a couple of my
horrific poems I’ve written over the last couple of years… I don’t really write poetry anymore, but I’ve sort of gotten back into it a little because of Enni’s contest. I said only a couple poems, because I’m going to save you from reading the really bad ones. 😛
This one was pretty good actually; I wrote this back in 2015:
Wrapping His arms around me,
I feel loved like a child in a Father’s arms,
Wrapping His care around me,
I feel happy in the Savior’s love.
Like a chick taking refuge in my mother’s wings,
I feel warmth with the glow of His love.
Like a Father whispering in his child’s ear,
“I love you,”
Like a child feeling peace in my Father’s hug.
His voice is that of an Angel,
Speaking softly the truth into my ear,
“I love you my child, don’t ever forget.
You’re beautiful to Me, just the way you are.”
This next one could be better, but I hope you enjoy it. I think I wrote it 2015 or 2016:
My Bed of Roses
Positioned among the roses,
Lets out her beauty,
Spreading her silky petals,
They are a shiny crimson red,
Wet with the dew from the early morning rain.
Above her sister’s, looking down on them,
A rainbow, tipped with glitter and color.
Then comes Yellow Lady,
Her silky leaves spreading as a shade,
To the buds below her.
Her petals dance lazily in the wind,
Tipped in dark pink,
Almost like a ladies glove.
Fairies like to dance with her petals,
Curling themselves in the blanket of her shawl.
Lastly comes Pink Lady,
Trying to spread her petals.
Still a little while,
Her sisters say.
Her middle is a dark pink,
Her petals still formed together like a growing bud.
Her long stem holds firmly in the ground,
And she holds her head high.
Three young roses,
Standing by my house,
Proud, beautiful, kind.
Three young roses,
Petals of silk,
Stand below the rainbow,
My bed of Roses.
This next one I wrote in 2015 as well (ok I’m going to stop giving you dates now), but I tweaked it for Enni’s contest:
Just behind our house stands a tree,
As tall as the eye can see,
And as the wind whispers its secrets,
The leaves dance with glee.
The Dancing Ladies bob their heads,
Their silky petals flowing in their garden beds.
The hills behind stretch to as far as I can see,
It’s grass a soft bed for the lambs.
Clouds drift across the sky,
Snapping pictures of a swan, a duck, a boat floating by.
The flowers, the trees, the bubbling brook,
Paint colors in the afternoon sunset.
Its rays are a hint of the hues;
Purple, orange and red.
It casts it colors, across the water it does spread,
Making it glow like the mornings dew.
The brook bubbles happily,
Washing its cool waters about my feet.
Birds float in the sky,
Spreading their wings and soaring high.
The following poem I wrote when my Dad went to see my sister but I didn’t go because I didn’t want to say goodbye again. 😉 😛 Now that I look back the poem doesn’t really make any sense…
She asked me why I didn’t come,
I couldn’t say goodbye.
I have too many ‘Hi’s and ‘Hello’s,
And much too many goodbyes.
I wish I could have just one ‘Hello’,
And leave it just at that.
I couldn’t say ‘Hello’, just to say ‘goodbye’.
This next poem I wrote on a website called Storybird (my poem isn’t on there anymore), inspired by an illustration of a mouse. 😉 The top line and the bottom line won’t stick together for some reason…
Mouse in The House
There’s a mouse in the house,
Darting to and fro.
He stays there all day
And he feasts on the cheese!
We don’t have a cat,
So we send in the bees,
But the bees don’t work,
Oh what will we do with that troublesome mouse?
And when the sky grows dark,
He’s disguised with bark,
and sips up the cream.
We don’t have a dog,
So we send in a hog.
The hog can’t catch it,
that cheeky little mouse,
Oh what will we do with that troublesome mouse?
Ok this is a poem I wrote aimed at kids; I think it was for a mini contest 😛
My Little Yellow Pogo Stick
My little yellow Pogo Stick
Takes me anywhere.
It took me to the garden bed,
It took me to the park.
My little yellow Pogo Stick,
Takes me anywhere,
It took me to my Daddy’s work,
And I sailed past his room.
I waved at him,
And he was surprised,
To see me flying by,
I laughed and giggled
As I said, ‘He takes me anywhere!’
And this one as well… XD
Lily-pad one, lily-pad two,
This froggies name is Little Bodie Boo.
Lily-pad three, lily-pad four,
These froggies names are Tootsies and Roar.
This one was a poem I wrote for a mini contest to write a poem (rhyming) that didn’t make any sense. I think mine made a little sense though. XD
Piece of Cake
Who wants a piece of cake,
That’s ready all to bake,
I want to take,
A piece of cake,
And then quickly I partake,
A piece of yummy yummy cake,
That is all set to bake.
And piece of cake we all will take.
And then we’ll make a pretty bake,
And gladly decorate.
For our big big cake we baked.
And then we’ll eat our bake we baked,
And then our teeth will ache.
This one I wrote describing what we used to do in homeschooling; poetry teatime, where we had tea and cake and shared some poems with each other. This was one of my older poems.
Dressed up together in olden day clothes,
Ribbons and hats with shawls to match.
Brownies with cream, and chamomile tea,
dainty plates all set with dates.
Poem times with laughter and fun,
eating cakes together with mum.
As Mum reads to us Line Upon Line,
on strawberries and cream we dine.
As poetry teatime comes to an end,
Our poems to you we’ll lend.
Three more! I wrote this one for… well I just wrote it.
Spring Has Just Begun
I gaze out the window one bright sunny day,
I see that all the snow has melted away!
I run out the door just to be amazed,
I can even say that I am dazed.
The daffodils blossom,
The tulips look awesome,
The winter air is gone.
The leaves on the trees lost their wintry touch,
Because Spring has just begun!
I hear all the birds singing sweet,
I think it is a treat,
The grass is lush and green today,
The sun shines its brightest ray!
The trees are blossoming with apples to bake,
A fruit galore I’d love to take!
I see that everyone is happy and glad,
Because Spring is finally here!
I see a baby lamb take its first little step,
And hear the little birds chirping in their nest,
The animals come out, it’s time to play,
Bring out some lemonade on a tray!
Listen to the birds, listen to the trees,
Listen to the animals, because they say,
“Spring welcomes you today!”
And this one I wrote for Enni’s contest:
We Will Love
Love watches the sun rise from our window,
And sees the sunset glow on the water.
Love watches the leaves turn to gold,
Love watches them fall.
Love shares troubles together,
And holds each other up through them all,
Love has a shoulder to cry on,
And stands by each other.
Love experiences joy with each other,
And walks down the street holding hands,
Love journeys through life together,
And shares laughter and tears.
Love takes each others hands and dances,
Waltzes across the floor even with two left feet,
And love dances to the music so sweet.
Love treasures each moment together and holds each other close.
And now that we’re old and frail and gray,
Let’s share much more together.
Let’s dance once more and hold each other,
And we will love.
This one I wrote for school because we were supposed to write an elegy. XD