animal, farm, horse, may, , cute,
by Vera Duggan |
My Molly May
I had a little pony
I called her Molly May
So often I would venture out
And feed her bales of hay.
So then she’d frolic
Kick her heels up high
Round and round she would run
Looking sweet as she passed by.
She’d run until she was worn out
Then to the stable she would go
I’d bed her down then for the night
My love for her each day would grow
She was my, cutest Molly may
This pony always made my day.
25 September 2014
by Anna Hopper |
growth, i love you, mother daughter, my child,
Grow your horizons, wide
Grow on the inside
Grow yourself, all around
Tower above me
And smile down
You can grow, rapid
Or you can grow slow
Grow at your own pace
As long as you grow
Grow a little
But baby please
Don’t grow away
by Caren Krutsinger |
7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade, how i feel, i am, identity, self,
Creative, Empathetic, Respectful, Helpful
Wife of Joe, mother of Angela, Tracy, and Susie,
Mother-in-law of Josh and Andy,
Grandma of Emily, Cali, Molly, Tony, Jack, Josie, Lucy, Daisy, Max and Johnny.
Lover of children, dogs, and family.
Who feels joy, excitement, and amused.
Who needs people, work, and love.
Who gives happiness, soft words, and tender touches.
Who fears violence, anger, and rage.
Who would like to see the world assimilate as one.
Resident of Kansas
by Edward Ebbs |
Both of our baby girls wear a black mask.
They try listen to do what my wife asks.
These gentle giants far out weigh my wife.
The two girls are a large part of her life.
Shelby is the watcher by my wife’s side.
She has been with us since she first cried.
Molly is always there looking up for attention.
She is quick to defend without any mention.
For me these girls are a blessing I adore.
They slobber, pass gas, and they even snore.
Both these girls get me off the ol' hook.
We love them for they give more than a look.
Without trying a dog will fill your heart.
A friend and bond until death do you part.
Edward J. Ebbs - November 23, 2014
by Edward Ebbs |
A car door opens
her long shapely leg steps first
this is love or lust
The heart beat flutters
he watches each moves she makes
deep within he sighs
Which move shall he make
I am so sorry Wolfman
this tail is taken
Her name is Molly
she does tricks for her master
rolls over and sits
Edward J Ebbs
Inspired by contest - NA
by Eve Roper |
children, dog, love,
Small little Molly
Waddles around in the yard
Birth of two children changed things
We forgot, Molly!!! Outside!!!
Sponsor: Rob Carmack
by Laura Leiser |
hope, lost love,
The blush of youth was gone
As years had passed her by
Her mirror didn't lie
She wept and carried on
A sad and bitter song
For young love that had died.
And then one winter morn
A sailor came to town
To search for Molly Brown
For years he was forlorn
He'd left her by the shore
His love must now be found.
When on the street they met
Their love was heaven sent.
Written on 8/19/2015
by Jesse Zerlaut |
anniversary, marriage, wife,
To paint from memory a portrait of beauty
none more vivid artwork than you, my bride
Your unbound smile was a sea of diamonds
carrying my heart up with every lifting tide
As vows, we spoke you blushed so sweet
there your warm hands I held so dear in mine
I found profound love within your soft eyes
that after all this time still brightly shine
In a crowd of faces, there was only you
I drew you close to claim you with a kiss
In close, I offer a gift of words, my love
life with you has been nothing short of bliss
~An Anniversary gift to my wife, Molly.~
by Paul Curtis |
I don’t have a favourite,
I love them all
Shorty and sporty
Petite and tall
Dowdy and flashy
High and mighty
Shy and vivacious
Safe and flighty
I love Juicy Lucy
And Silly Millie
I love Gay Mei
And Straight Kate
And Plain Jane’s great
So is Jolly Molly
And Skinny Ginny
I love Boozey Suzie
Sweaty Betty and all
I love them long,
I love them short, I love them tall
by Bradley Cox |
friendship, happiness, love,
oh man your tan is so grand
your freckles make you look so unique
i hear your voice makes my heart skip a beat
your blood quenches my thrist
your skin as smooth as silk
your pirceing eyes burn right though me
i'll be your hammer you'll be my nail
by Taylor Graham |
animals, loss, love,
Here’s her picture:
black as Bucephalus with a graceful
crest, ears pricked to a skyline
outside the frame.
My first love in high school,
sold for college.
I keep the photo close.
Forever lost like lovers
gone, a horse runs
just beyond the dream’s
by Tracey Kraft |
Daughter, sister, friend, and poet
Sister of Molly and Wesley
Lover of Jonathan, Mom, and siblings
Who feels sorrow, love, and anger
Who fears death, failure, and heights
Who would like to see Molly and Wesley succeed, Europe, and Niagra Falls
Resident of Bedford, Texas
by Donal Mahoney |
It’s midnight in New York
and in this tall building
Herb and Molly are
in bed making love.
Molly is a virgin
and it hurts.
in bed with cancer
terminal and it hurts.
in bed snoring.
Nothing hurts because
he doesn’t know yet
he has multiple sclerosis.
In the hallway a thief
goes floor to floor
trying door knobs
hoping one will open.
All the doors are locked,
chained and bolted.
Everyone is safe.
No one can get in.
by Warner Baxter |
adventure, celebrity, cute love, marriage, romantic, wife,
I’m a simple man with stature quite norm
In search of a partner who could weather a storm
A woman with style, charm, poise and grace
She would be strong like leather and gentle like lace
She would be fast with a quip and quick with her wit
Every room she appeared would be instantly lit
Oh how she and I could burn a house down
We went on a cruise, bad news, I thought we would drown
And on that dark dreadful night, my wife saved my life
How courageous she was, my amazing wife
Now still to this day we are the talk of the town
They say, hey! That’s what’s his name and the Unsinkable
Mrs. Molly Brown
by Catherine French |
Puff, Spook and Molly
Are two cats and a dog
They often entertain me,
But they all eat like hogs.
They run and chase around the house
No matter day or night,
Sounds like an army traveling through
But no guns, biting or real fights.
It's like having little toddlers
Underfoot often in the day.
But like my kids, when they were young
I love to watch them play.
by Caren Krutsinger |
2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th grade, 5th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade,
There once was an elf name of Molly
Who every day wore Christmas Holly
She whirled and she twirled
She danced and she swirled
This darling young elf name of Molly
An observant young elf name of Dane
Was in love with young Molly, insane.
When she was around,
His jokes knew no bounds
This totally in love elf named Dane
by Caren Krutsinger |
3rd grade, 4th grade, 5th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade,
Once upon these fine Seven Seas
There was a pirate name of Jeeves
He plundered and took
Escaped every hook
Until love bug put him on knees.
Her name was Molly Queen of Dame
Her treasure chests were of great fame
He caught her blue eye
And there was a sigh
Mr and Mrs is new game.
Poetry Contest: Pirate Themed Limerick
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
by LEWIS NYAGA |
love, lust, passion,
The perfume enthralled me
The smile thrilled me to core
The promising beauty behold
Roy i do love the fine things
The curve of her lithe back
Them chariots of fire racing
Through the creek of zamzam
Roy i savor the fine things
Sermons of long now forgotten
Teachers where did they wrong
Holly molly tantalizing peakers
Roy am now losing my ownself
Redress in bits of time
Regression for dunders
Flowing springs of zamzam
Roy the touch of linen
by Jean Ward |
Dear heart of mine,
I ask for your hand.
Let me love you...always,
we will walk hand in hand.
Hand in hand, Molly and Abe,
sunshine and in shade.
Forevre then, forever then,
Just two young contrary souls
with kids to fill a home.
Never alone, never alone,
two souls growing old.
Two souls growing old,
Mrs. President and thee.
Whatever will be,
whatever will be.
Marry, marry me,
marry, marry me.
'cause right can never be wrong,
right can never be wrong.
by pipping stars |
grip my pen
with your lips
what's it to me
take another sip
what's whoms to resist
want another flavor
take a slit
is a lime
to tell your friends
molly just laughs
says go on
grip my pen
with your lips again
by James Foulk |
The tears flowed that day,
when I walked away.
So tender was your heart,
we were doomed from the start.
Two different life's we had,
leaving you was so sad.
Knowing that our love could never be,
miles apart and to you, I wanted t flee.
Dear will always love you,
no matter what we do.
Parting from you brings heartache,
staying with you my love, to much is at stake.
Many lovely moments we shared,
for our romance, I wasn't prepared,
it just happened and I'm so sorry,
I say my farewell to , my dear Molly.
by Paul Murray |
blessing, care, good morning, heart, love,
Well up at 3 this morning couldn’t shut the eyes anymore.
Finally hit the road before 6.
Took a drive
up not knowing where to go
Mind blank, mind filled
Wrote this while driving.
Insanely my thoughts crave my attention at untimely times.
My poem is mine now
Maybe someday I’ll post it here
This isn’t it