Forty Poems - Poems about Forty

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Forty years ago, we said “I do” You pledged to me, and I pledged to you And in a fleeting moment’s span, our journey through life began. Our friendship over time has grown Despite the curved balls, life has thrown. God...Read the rest...

December Seventh Forty One By Franklin Price 12/07/2024 December seventh forty one Was quite some time ago Soon will be a century With no one left to know What happened on that awful day When the planes came overhead Sunk our ships and killed...Read the rest...

Number forty seven - White House occupant against all odds... regarding President elect Donald John Trump. As a cruel joke to self, I imagined myself as a Republican for that one glorious day voting for the candidate who clinched the nomination as...Read the rest...

Short stubble streaked with gray A scarred face and eyes that know Its a decade short of the crisis But forty is already in tow...Read the rest...

Groundhog day 2024 or Forty one days since 2023 Winter Solstice Rather than be a day late and dollar short, I opted to post poem acknowledging the second of February, where eponymous groundhog gets his (most often male) foretelling...Read the rest...

Fourteen is yawnful and staring, Lying around in pyjamas at noon, Wondering, ‘What to do?’ Then scooping and gulping some sludge From a tub in the fridge – Until a parent full of peeves, aged around forty, Comes fuming and growling, Banging...Read the rest...

King Duncan wouldn't allow it Chin sweat and air conditioning Sending me into a linguistic shaming spiral Flavoursome mints and sparkling water Won't fix this wet nightmare Telling the steps to SHUT UP Sock sniffer Chemical bomb leather shoes Armpits oceaning Give me...Read the rest...

i feel haunted. not by ghosts but by you. everywhere i turn you are there. sour candies and baby’s breath. pink roses and backwards caps. i am haunted by what you were to me, how it...Read the rest...

Forty percent was the chance it would rain, Which is what my phone app was predicting. I went for my walk with my eye to the sky, But the darkening clouds were conflicting. I had an umbrella which fits...Read the rest...

[Not strictly limericks as syllable count is out, But hey… be a rebel… ignore the rules!] _______________________________________ I met the young lady from flat forty-five I told her, “Your beauty makes me feel alive.” She said, “My name’s Lexi.” Her...Read the rest...

What is that creature who lingers on the ’49 Ford? Asked Boss Hog. We looked but were not sure until we saw the sniffing junk yard dog. The red car with rust? The bookkeeper asked, wondering too. Oh,...Read the rest...

"forty three shades of grey" being romantic ally lazy i read her like a book of cliffs notes...Read the rest...

The word of discovery of gold in '49 in Californy raced across the nation! Why, it was said you could fill a bushel basket full with little botheration! This appealed to a young feller in Boston town...Read the rest...

Forty Seven Scars But Who’s Counting Miracle Man 3/11/2023 Forty seven scars, each a telltale sign of some trauma while traveling the highway of life. Each has a story to tell which induces thoughts I’d sooner not recall again. But the mind is a complex...Read the rest...