Short Confided Poems
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'Ping-Pong' is wrong
'Peng' confided
If 'Ping' is lopsided
then 'Pong' is misguided
'Prong' decided
A couple living in Ealing
Made love with passion and feeling
But his ardour subsided
When she confided
“It’s time you painted the ceiling”
My poor little dickie bird confided in me
He'd give anything if he could only be free
A zipper, to his chagrin
Keeps dear dickie within
So when I look down he's not looking at me
My poor little dickie bird once confided in me
He'd give anything if he could only be free
A zipper, to his chagrin
Keeps dear dickie within
So when I look down he's not staring back at me
© Jack Ellison 2015
In vile defeat I confided to helplessness
I cringed knowing I know so little
As inadequate as I am I felt responsible
I felt responsible to know everything
In this mentality I suffered long nights
Over thinking myself and overlooking life
Until I gave up the pain for a little while
And took a deep, dark look to the other side
She was a woman who listened.
She had those Bambi-interested eyes.
People gravitated to her as if she was chocolate.
Many strangers confided in her
Telling her secrets they would not have told their mothers
She kept their confidence, becoming a one time friend
A woman on an airplane
A woman on a bar stool
A woman who listened
Got my fiction of reliability
sitting by the dawn
watching the clouds loft by
I am much better off
without you
i have only myself to blame
Let the fog elope me
from your memory
Love and permanence need no confession
they are the wayward sons of storms confided
Got my loneliness together
sitting by the cold impression of tomorrow
Answer me, oh Willow Tree
As you weep so low
Only trouble do I see
Why do your tears flow
Has the wind not confided
That love will humble all
That though we are divided
We’ll bond before we fall
Answer me, oh Willow Tree
Is your sorrowing for me
1/17/18
Contest: 10 lines, 5 words, Rhyme II
Sponsor: Laura Loo
She was a cartoon, but he fell in love with her any way.
I wish I knew her name! He confided to his grandmother.
She is a cartoon! His grandmother replied, she does not have a name!
It hurt her feelings, so she disappeared, never to grace his computer again.
He resented his grandmother for this faux pas for the rest of his life.
Holding a grudge because she never came back.
Not even in his dreams.
Skunk cat had a distinct wildly artistic look
His mama was a hairdresser that rarely got shook
She fixed him up with tattoos, stickers, and such.
You look odd, someone said. Are you Dutch?
He did not know his heritage, but he loved his mother.
So, he only confided in his oldest confidential brother.
I look ridiculous, but I do not want to hurt her in any way.
So, I pretend this is normal, no matter what others say.
The mystical fairy sprinkled diamond starlight onto the water.
Six or eight forest elves came out to watch.
A robin whistled.
A forest owl hooted.
The crescent moon smiled his appreciation.
The lake was glistening in a magical way now.
Will it stay? A novice pixie asked in a hush voice.
It will last forever, a mushroom elf confided.
That is the ethereal lovely lake loving fairy.
Her magic lasts happily forever after.
Pssst, Can You Keep a Secret?
Written: by Tom Wright
6/21/2018
Thoughts are owned, but upon becoming words are shared,
And secrets quickly disappear when a tongue is impaired.
Secrets cease to exist when more than one person knows,
For each have best friends and your secret they’ll disclose.
If we’ve confided in a friend just because we were bidden,
The cats out of the bag and our secret no more hidden;
Charlotte the fancy hippo put on airs all the time
her clock was better than most, it had a lovely chime
She had the fanciest laces on her pantaloons, for sure.
Charlotte confided that she had sweet smelling manure
Some believed her but others knew much better.
We had smelled her gas through her jeans and sweater.
Today she is on a swing bragging it is the best around.
Some of us are hoping it breaks and she ends up on the ground.
Shel was a pecksniffian, hypocritical goody-do.
Acted like most people were gum on her size ten shoe.
Her daughter Sue brought home a nice guy named Lonnie Lou
With pharisaical precision Shel lambasted him red and blue
A year later Sue ran off with Lonnie Lou to Kalamazoo
Shel has never met her granddaughters, Laurie Lynn or Linda Lou
She is not likely to ever meet them either, confided Sue
What she did to me, I will never let her do to my two.
I wrote my dreams on the sand
The floods came and washed them away
I wrote my dreams on a rock
Erosion buried them deep beneath
I wrote my dreams in the oceans
Not realizing how big it was
Only later I could not trace them
I trusted my dreams on my loved ones
Too bad they forgot
I went ahead and tried my enemies
You guessed right because crashed they did
I hid my dreams beneath my heart
Confided solely and fearlessly to Him
He never disappointed didn’t you guess
Form:
Deliberately delicate spider faerie of an empathetic mind
Sassily dreaming delectable ideas that could help mankind
Spinning them into sassy slices of serendipity, heaven hurled.
Easily encouraging and inspiring others in their dream world
As she spins their wishes and hopes into her fancy web
Nature’s forces resolve to leave her alone as seasons ebb.
She does us such a service, the sky confided to the wind.
Oh yes, the stars agreed; spider faerie is our forever friend.
When I am old I will have a flower shop her grandmother confided.
It was as if it was the plan, something readily decided.
How old is old? The child asked her favorite being.
The grandmother laughed. “You’ll soon be seeing.”
When I am old I will sit across the street and watch, grandpa said.
I will watch those flowers get bought, and her cats getting fed.
I will enjoy my view of your grandmother, my lady, my wife.
The child was thrilled to have both of them in her life.
I see the light but it is shielded from me.
I can't move because I am weighed down by my depression.
Will I be able to get up and push back the curtain?
Or
Will I just stay confided in my bed pushing away the people who get close to me?
He wants me but the feeling of wanting anything has become numb.
Will my heart become cold like my fingers having frost bite from a winter storm?
Idk.
But for now I must make up my mind or the one laying next to me will be gone forever.
Form:
I am feeling watched Goldie confided to Diamond Blue.
I don’t know about that, but the humans are long overdue.
The humans don’t worry me said Flash, the other goldfish.
I am worried about those furry ones, she said with a swish.
Diamond Blue’s eyesight was not good, so he was not worried.
The two cats watching jumped down and promptly scurried.
When they heard a car door slam, for they were not supposed to be
Anywhere near the goldfish bowl, so said the boss, Grandma Lee.