A dog wandered into our garden one day,
A friendly old mutt, didn't look like a stray.
We never discovered whence he had come,
But we brushed him and fed him and the kids called him Rum.
Cute Rhyming Poems
Those who have studied poetry know that rhyming is only one style of writing a poem. The real criterion that defines a poem is whether I am writing something that could not be conveyed in prose. The strict grammatical rules that define prose have no place for a real poem's sentiment. At the same time a poem doesn't need to convey a profound message in order to qualify. A poem that is cute may very easily fit the this criterion as well.
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Poem About A Loveable Guard Dog
A dog wandered into our garden one day,Featured Shared Story
That is such a good poem. My husband had a large Doberman. Everyone was afraid of this dog, but he would lay on the floor with our children and let them pull on his ears. My Husband said he...
Poem About Loving Cats
Buster, Sparkle, Newbie, Speedy
and then there's Pixie our smallest kitty,
One, two, three and four and five,
they're so frisky, so alive.Featured Shared Story
An adorable poem for a cat lover. This poem reminds me of all the cats I used to have and will have.
Where did you get such a dirty face,
My darling dirty-faced child?
I got it from crawling along in the dirt
And biting two buttons off Jeremy's shirt.Featured Shared Story
So cute!! Like the spaghetti, chocolate, ice-cream. It's the kids that get the dirtiest, that have the most fun. It's a lifetime of adventure and silliness that they will remember forever....
As I walked along the road one day
Kicking up stones along the way,
I saw a bird of unusual size
Who had a large beak and small, beady eyes....Featured Shared Story
This is a lovely tale. It brings me back to my childhood on the turkey farm. I grew up in Czechoslovakia and owned a tiny turkey farm. I loved all the turkeys, especially Rogersic, until he...
I can not write a poem; my brain feels fried.
It can do no more.
It is as though all my creativity has been trapped, isolated in a room without a door.
...Featured Shared Story
I feel the same way, but it takes like a month or two to finish one poem. When I do, some of them don't make sense.
Funny Poem About Allergies
Spring has sprung, the time has come, for the greening of the trees
A time of change, renewal and growth for my allergies
Like everything else in this great world, Spring has its pluses and minuses
But its features are quite singular when it comes to my poor sinuses...
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