Onomatopoeia Poem

Disruption in the Barn

Squeak, squawk, squeak squeak, oink, oink, moo

Squawk, squeak, squawk, squawk, oink, oink, moo

Oink, squawk, oink, oink, squeak, squeak, moo

Squawk, squeak, oink, oink moo, moo, moo

Haiku Poems

A Glance at Autumn

The hues of the leaves sit

As the breeze blows around you

The leaves keep falling

A False Reality

Enter. Not knowing.

You live your life through their eyes.

In their world, you live

Lost

At the Lost and Found

Just trying to find yourself

It’s never there. Search.

In that Moment

Fleeting happiness

Can’t we be frozen in time

Living forever

Cinquain Poems

The Other Side

Society

Pressure, unjust

Lying, oppressing, conforming

What you don’t see

Dark

A Somber Evening

And she,

In the quiet,

Went out with a whimper.

And all the light finally died,

In her

Diamante Poems

Antonym - Holding power

Pencil

Powerful, mighty

Creating, making, giving

Pages, books, space, blank

Deleting, ruining, taking

Empty, dead

Eraser

Synonym - Is there much difference?

Death

Ruthless, tragic

Suffering, shattering, destroying

Blood, tears, peace, silence

Losing, fighting, accepting

Gentle, relieved

Passed

Limerick Poems

Do you know yourself?

 The old fellow looked across the pond,

The strange little man just wouldn’t respond.

 He wondered who it was,

Who’d cause such a fuss

Then realised it was him all along

A Reflection

As the old lady looked in the mirror,

She realised she couldn’t see her!

She stole another glance at the woman at hand,

Then saw the mysterious mirror was blurred

Simile and Metaphor Poems

Simile - The Gentle Cover

The rain is like the light,

Brightening up your day as soon as you see it.

The gentle fall of droplets is like a soft blanket,

Enclosing us in our own corner of the world.

The sound of the soft tapping against the window is like home,

Making us tune out the rest of the world.

Simile - The Thrill

Reading is like escaping,

You forget your own problems and take on someone else’s.

Opening a new book is like an adventure,

Traveling to new lands, new challenges, new knowing your role quite yet.

Flipping through the pages, hanging off each word is like bungee jumping,

You just simply trust that everything will be okay.

Loving reading is like believing in ghosts,

You shouldn’t be so invested in something that’s not real, yet you are.

Metaphor - The Unobtainable Joy

Happiness is uncertain,

No one is guaranteed it.

Joy is waiting for the heart monitor to flatline,

You try to enjoy the time you have left, but it’s only temporary.

Contentment is trying to solve a crossword when there’s no right answer

Knowing it’s never going to be there, but still trying.

Always too Late

Death is an end,

It takes away someone’s life.

Death is the world,

 Putting weight on Atlas’ shoulders, as well as ours.

Death is an epiphany,

Only realising what you had when you lose it.

Alliteration Poems

The Lost Lion

Liam loved his lumpy lion

Losing Leo the Lion was like losing his lifeline

So when Leo the Lion left Liam

Liam laughed like a lunatic

Then began looking, looking, looking,

Looking for the loved lion like lost souls look for light

An Intruder

Ants acted accordingly, abandoning all affairs

Over the outline of the otter, the outsider observed

The troublesome tortoise thundered through,

Food forgotten, fearful feet fled fast.

Intelligent insects influenced by interested intruders

Screaming. Silence. Starting over.

Imagery Poems

Devoid of Hope

It looks like the face of defeat in the final moments of death.

It smells like the over-sugary smell that drifts outside as you’re forced to wait while the raging flames trap them inside.

It feels like losing the only thing that you care about.

It sounds like the shots of gunfire in the night as youth and laughter hides.

It tastes like the salty tears that cascaded down her face at the sudden realisation that sometimes there are things you can’t fix.