Story Poems - Poems about Story

In a world where echoes greet the dawn, The sun stretches its golden arms wide, Colors burst forth, dreams gently drawn, From nature’s palette, where beauty and charm abide. Morning dew...Read the rest...

Rebecca was three years old when Isaac took her for a wife Nineteen years later, no children, but still pro-life Finally pregnant,...Read the rest...

Truth is still truth even if no one believes it . . . A lie is still a lie even if everyone believes it. ...Read the rest...

Long Story I Saw Lil' Birdy Peck a Squirrel's HEAD! Cat Ain't Got No Chance. Slow Poke. Sly... -Gray Squirrel 11-19-2024...Read the rest...

I fought with Jack, He hit me back, We both went home crying, Mom asked me why, I did not lie, Jack started denying; He broke my toy, Total destroy, And my car went flying, He...Read the rest...

The last fuselage of light silently lingers with the revillers drunk and blase Stained windows empty yesterdays hopes Socceresses and velvet dolls only offer their smiles As the dancers kick like harlequins your tears ae gilded Questions are divine mourning for lost friends Waiting for the...Read the rest...

The pumpkins placed upon the steps To set a scary mood Were attractive both to look at And to squirrels, too, as food. At first, they nibbled here and there But then were on a roll And chewed their way inside Via...Read the rest...

They traveled along the old trail and soon found the lake they would sail. The sky was so clear- their hearts filled with cheer! A perfect boat ride will prevail. The water was calm and serene. She said, “What a great...Read the rest...

Many have told me it's all about "me" every time I hear that I want to flee let's talk it over don't act like a rover I always like to make it about we. What can I say to you...Read the rest...

“I hear sounds on the roof,” Mama said. From her bedroom she rushed, and her head she stuck out the door. Seeing snow, nothing more, she yelled, “Nothing’s there, kids. Back to bed!” Little Bill, though, had heard the sounds...Read the rest...

Three sides to every story The viewpoint depends on, which side you are looking at: the up, the down, or the sideways glace. There's your side, my side, with the truth perchance, lying forlorn somewhere between, always on the other side, twisted...Read the rest...

a truth may as well be a lie ~ amid words acting a-priori one goes for...Read the rest...

Love story This isn't a fairly tail ! Love story are no joke This is not a sleeping beauty kind of story Nor beauty and the beast Love tales are not as sweet as...Read the rest...

A Mighty force God’s Wrath Devastation Winds that blew Rain that pours Thunder that roars Kansas Highway A Greyhound Bus Destination bound Kansas City schedule A Tornado ratio A bus rising lift Surrounded by swirls after swirls A wonder the Greyhound bus wasn’t torn apart Stayed intact A thought from...Read the rest...

A wife complained about her husband’s “selfish ways.” Her mother listened, wisely speaking not a word~~ then said, “Is he all bad? Does he deserve no praise?” The daughter said, “You KNOW me! Not one lie you’ve heard.” The...Read the rest...