Flowers bloom and grow
Paint the world in bright colors
Love is in the air
Brave the burning sun
Play between the sea and shore
Lights pop in the sky
Leaves changing color
Scents of harvest fill the air
Taste Nature’s bounty
Snowflakes floating down
Pure white blanket drapes the land
A new year begins
The autumn leaves outside my window fall
To dress the earth in hues of red and gold.
Amid the trees, I hear the dawn birds call,
Their songs imbued with tales from days of old.
I walk outside into the chilling air
And smile at leaves that fall like golden rain,
For never does the world look quite so fair
As when the treetops weep and shed their pain.
The summer leaves behind its scarring burns.
The winter threatens darkness yet unknown.
And though the spring renews the seasons’ turns,
The autumn shines with grandeur of its own.
Such colors on the leaves make crystal clear
Why autumn is my favorite time of year.
A pair of rabbits hopping by,
A fox in hot pursuit.
A gentleman plays cello
While a lady plays the flute.
A blooming flower smiles
At a feather on the breeze.
A mouse hides in the corner
With a stolen piece of cheese.
A pirate ship goes sailing
On the early morning tide.
A whale swims within its wake,
Its great jaws open wide.
An arrow streaks across the sky,
Shot from an archer’s bow.
A sapling sprouts, and soon enough,
A tree begins to grow.
Circles, squares and diamonds
All seem oddly out of place
In a world with mermaids, dragons
And a giant human face.
Spotting complex figures
Is a pastime that I love.
How many shapes can you see
In the summer clouds above?
Based on a writing prompt from Writer’s Carnival: Cloud Shaping.
You are lying on your back with your best friend watching the clouds go by. Write a shortish poem about the shapes you see.
It may not exactly be “shortish”, but I had fun writing this poem nonetheless. I hope you enjoy what I’ve written. Thanks for reading!
Ask me what I want the most,
And I’ll tell you
I want to be with you.
Ask me if I know it won’t be easy,
And I’ll tell you
I don’t mind one bit.
Ask me if I’m sure,
And I’ll tell you
I’d do whatever it takes.
Ask me why I would,
And I’ll tell you
It’s because I love you.
Ask me why I do,
And I’ll tell you
It’s because you make me happy.
Ask me how happy you make me,
And I’ll tell you
I wouldn’t wait this long for anyone else.
Ask me why I’d wait for you,
And I’ll smile
Because you already know.
I want to be with you
Because you’re worth the wait.
Happy Birthday to my best friend and adoring boyfriend! Thank you for being so wonderful! I hope to be with you again soon. I love you, sweetheart!
Oh lady, my lady
With long raven hair.
There isn’t a soul
Who would not stop and stare.
Your eyes are like diamonds
That sparkle so bright.
And with that physique,
You could win any fight.
You tower above us,
So wonderfully tall.
An amazon woman,
The fairest of all.
And though some would say
That it’s terribly weird,
Your loveliest trait
Is your long scruffy beard.
Based on a circus-themed writing prompt from Writer’s Carnival: Ode to the Lady.
You don’t know what it is, but the bearded lady holds some magical attraction for you. But she won’t give you the time of day. You decide to express your love in verse. Write a poem, any style, to the bearded lady. Examples of some poetry forms would be free verse, sonnet, limerick, ode, ballad, etc.
Though I wrote this poem in less than 15 minutes, I’m quite pleased with how it turned out. I hope you enjoy what I’ve written. Thanks for reading!
What is the best kind of love?
Is it love at first sight?
That rush you feel
When you first set eyes
On that beloved person?
The idea that fate
Brought you together
And nothing in the world
Could tear you apart?
Is it love based on mutual interest?
The safe path of dating
Until you find someone
Who matches you perfectly?
The comfort of knowing
You’ve finally found
That one person
Who makes you truly happy?
Is it love that started as hate?
The endless passionate fire
Turned upside-down?
The surprise of discovering
That someone you could
Never live with
Becomes someone you could
Never live without?
Or is it love born from friendship?
Knowing your partner
From the inside out?
Having someone with whom
To share your deepest thoughts,
Your greatest dreams,
Your darkest fears?
Always believing
You have somebody close
Who you can trust completely?
Being one half of a whole
Who have nothing to hide
From one another
And who love each other
For exactly who they are?
Yes, love comes in many forms,
But the best kind of love
Is a love that was
Always true from the start.
Dedicated to my parents, who taught me that the best way to fall in love is with your best friend. May your Happily Ever After truly last forever! I love you both so much!
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