Poems With Structure - Page 2

Just Like
- By Katherine Ayala
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2008 with permission of the Author.
This poem is all about using similes. The poet compares her situation to various objects. Our experiences in life can be compared to objects. For example, if someone is bright and cheery, we might compare her to a ray of sunshine. If someone is mean, we might compare those words to the hiss of a snake.

Short Poem About Breaking Up With A Good Friend

in Broken Friendship Poems

Analysis of Form and Technique

Just like a glass
my heart is broken
Just like a star
you light up my life

Just like a glass
my heart is broken
Just like a star
you light up my life
Just like a rose
that blooms it's beauty
Just like the rain
that never stops crying
Just like another human being
you let go of me
Just like others
you broke my heart
Just like clouds
you are soft
Just like bullets
that you shot into my heart
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Spring
- By Camille Gotera
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2013 with permission of the Author.
The reason I wrote this poem was because I absolutely hate winter and love spring time. This is mostly because everything is dead in the winter- there's no life. And I'm a very sensitive person, so just the atmosphere of winter makes me sad. Another reason is because I had been through a bad experience- relationship wise- over the winter, and I feel that spring time is a clean new start. No more depressing poems and songs! :)

Poem About Change Of Seasons

in Spring Poems

Analysis of Form and Technique

When the cold, harsh winter has given its last breath,
When the sky above shows life instead of death,
When the claws reaching to the frozen sky become decorated with leaves,
When the animals -long in hiding- scurry from trees,

When the cold, harsh winter has given its last breath,
When the sky above shows life instead of death,
When the claws reaching to the frozen sky become decorated with leaves,
When the animals -long in hiding- scurry from trees,
We know winter has ended.

When the frost on grass is replaced with sweet dew,
When the fields become dotted with flowers, reminding me of you,
When the lonely silence becomes filled with melodies,
When you feel warm air, erasing bad memories
We know winter has ended.

When the hard, bare ground becomes painted with green,
When the frost-bitten air becomes fresh and clean,
When the coats and boots are all stored away,
When the playgrounds become occupied again with child's play,
We know winter has ended.

When you hear the pleasant sound of children's laughter,
When the air is filled with joy- long sought after,
When the world is filled with sunlight, brighter and longer,
When the song of Mother Nature becomes stronger,
Spring has begun.
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An Ol' Cowboy
- By Lovie M. Haskell
- Published by Family Friend Poems May 2018 with permission of the Author.
I have lived your average life being married, having two children, being divorced, and giving up on love. Then one day, I met an ol' cowboy, and my life will never be the same. I always heard people say, "Being a cowboy is a way of life!" However, it wasn't until meeting a real cowboy, listening to his stories, watching him live his life by a different set of morals than the rest of the world and falling in love, that I understood. One month from today I will become his wife. He is my inspiration.

The Love Of A Cowboy

in Husband Poems

His boots may be dusty
From sitting by the door,
And his saddle a little weathered;
It doesn't get oiled anymore.

His boots may be dusty
From sitting by the door,
And his saddle a little weathered;
It doesn't get oiled anymore.

His hat has become misshapen
From hanging on the wall,
And his lariat is a little stiff;
It isn't used much at all.

His hair has started graying
From "experience" he has said,
And his body a little sorer;
It's the COWBOY life he's led.

His words may seem harsh
From the truth that he speaks,
And his morals a little different;
It's a promise to himself that he keeps.

His heart a bit more cautious
From the hurt its felt and more.
And his love, if you should earn it. . .
It's a little better than any love
You have known before.
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Swoosh, Boom, Crunch, Howl
- By Hayden Myer
- Published by Family Friend Poems March 2009 with permission of the Author.
As I wrote this poem, I was looking at a painting of a scene at the beach. The words just flowed through my keyboard, and found themselves on my paper. I'm actually happy with it.

Mindfulness At The Beach

in Beach Poems

Analysis of Form and Technique

The sun rises higher and higher, like a blossoming flower, as the children play...
Beach, Beach, Beach
The zephyr catches my skin like a wide receiver playing football...
Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh

The sun rises higher and higher, like a blossoming flower, as the children play...
Beach, Beach, Beach
The zephyr catches my skin like a wide receiver playing football...
Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh
The crashing waves sound like a head-on collision...
Boom, Boom, Boom
The sand crunches under my feet like cereal in my mouth...
Crunch, Crunch, Crunch
The salty water is carried with the wind...
Howl, Howl, Howl
The gulls soar higher than the clouds...
Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh
The child crashes to the ground like a rock slide...
Boom, Boom, Boom
The man walks on shells that feel like needles...
Crunch, Crunch, Crunch
The dog is angered by the birds...
Howl, Howl, Howl
The kite flutters like a plane...
Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh
The afternoon thunder blasts like a cannon...
Boom, Boom, Boom
The child snacks on some chips that sound like glass...
Crunch, Crunch, Crunch
The night has fallen and the coyotes holler like babies...
Howl, Howl, Howl
The sun rises again higher and higher, like a blossoming flower as the children play...
Beach, Beach, Beach
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Sea Of Change
- By Douglas J. Olson
- Published by Family Friend Poems May 2020 with permission of the Author.
I originally wrote this as two separate poems.

Changing From One Mood To Another

in Change Poems

The clouds never break
Like blue waters do
On this Island of Pain.
How can I stand true?

The clouds never break
Like blue waters do
On this Island of Pain.
How can I stand true?

The birds never sing
And the love never finds
This Island of Pain
Where the sun never shines.

The stars never gleam
And the moon never glows.
There's never a dream,
And the river that flows

Is filled with my tears
That lead to the Bay
Of this Island of Pain
Where I'm destined to stay.

There, in the distance,
The fog starts to rise,
As I awaken
To warm, sunny skies.

No longer a captive
So long lost at sea,
This Island of Hope
Appears before me.

The Sea of Serenity
Waves at the shore.
Of this Island of Hope,
I just can't ignore.

The birds always sing
And the love always finds
This Island of Hope
Where the sun always shines.

The stars always gleam
And the moon always glows.
There's never a tear
And the soft wind that blows

Is filled with my dreams
That lead to the shore
Of this Island of Hope
Where I'll live evermore.
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- By Shaydee A. Ault
- Published by Family Friend Poems April 2018 with permission of the Author.
This poem is about an abusive relationship I was in for 8 months. This poem represents the pain and the confusion I went through and the pain that came with it. In the end, I finally had to let go.

An Abusive Relationship That Caused Depression

in Abuse Poems by Teens

Your words to me are weakness.
They slay me to the ground.
Sometimes you make me feel lost,
Though I'm wishing I were found.

Your words to me are weakness.
They slay me to the ground.
Sometimes you make me feel lost,
Though I'm wishing I were found.

Your voice to me is quicksand,
So soft yet full of danger.
Sometimes you start out happy,
But in the end you're filled with anger.

Your eyes to me are icy,
So beautiful yet so hard.
Sometimes I pray to fix you,
But some people are just too scarred.

Your fist to me is deadly,
So powerful yet deserved.
It makes me question your love for me,
And my tears feel like they burn.

My love for you is toxic,
So enchanting yet so wrong.
Sometimes I feel I'm drowning.
I feel like I'm going.
Going.
Gone.
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The One
- By Crystal R. Adame
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006 with permission of the Author.
From a girl to her mother, a lovely tribute to a lovely mother.
To my mother who raised me and was there when I needed her.
I love you!

Tribute To Mother Poem

in Mother Daughter Poems

Analysis of Form and Technique

The one who brought me down to earth
And held me every day.
The one who gracefully gave me birth
And said, I love you in every way.

The one who brought me down to earth
And held me every day.
The one who gracefully gave me birth
And said, I love you in every way.

The one who taught me everything,
Like how to crawl and walk.
The one who taught me how to sing
After learning how to talk.

The one who told me, stay in school
And always play nice.
The one who told me, keep it cool,
And gave me good advice.

The one who taught me how to read
And how to do my math.
The one who taught me how to bead
And told me to take a bath.

The one who lectured, school before a man
And to love one another.
Believe me that this woman
Can be no one but my Mother!
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Every Day My Love For You Grows
- By Chelsea Luamanuvae
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2011 with permission of the Author.
I met a guy this year. First I thought he would just be another one of my guy friends. Then I started talking to him more and we started hanging out a lot, and somewhere in between all of that I started to fall for him.

in Falling in Love Poems

Analysis of Form and Technique

Every day that passes us by
all I could think of is this one guy.
I never thought I'd feel this way,
but the feeling I have I want to stay.

Every day that passes us by
all I could think of is this one guy.
I never thought I'd feel this way,
but the feeling I have I want to stay.

Every day I want to tell you how I feel,
but I'm afraid of the answer you may reveal.
I'm terrified of your rejection
'cause, boy, all I want is your acceptance.

Every day my love for you seems to grow.
I just don't know how to let you know.
But one thing that will last a while
is that my love for you will never be in denial.
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Birthdays In Heaven
- By Elaine P. Keefe
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2018 with permission of the Author.
My nephew and his wife lost their adult daughter to mesothelioma two years ago. She left behind a husband and two small children. She had been ill for a few years. Her mother was having a hard time on her daughter's birthday, so I wrote this poem for her. I never thought to submit it till now, but I thought others might be able to use it. Having lost a child myself many years ago, I know the heartbreak and the sense of loss that never goes away.

First Birthday For Deceased Adult Child

in Spiritual Poems about Death

There are no birthdays in heaven,
For time has no meaning there.
Today is the future as well as the past.
A day is the same as a year.

There are no birthdays in heaven,
For time has no meaning there.
Today is the future as well as the past.
A day is the same as a year.

There is no age in heaven,
For souls are not physical things.
A babe shares the wisdom of the old;
The old the fresh outlook youth brings.

There is no heartbreak in heaven,
For the heart is meant to be shared.
A golden thread joins to the soul
The hearts of all who have cared.

There is no sadness in heaven,
For love and peace abound.
We here on earth cannot understand
The joy we have not yet found.

There are no farewells in heaven,
Or mountains of grief to climb;
For those who reside there know the truth.
Life is but a moment in time.
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To Feel
- By Ariel Smith
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2011 with permission of the Author.
This song was inspired by my friends.

in Moving On Poems

You have to be hurt to feel pain
You have to feel dryness to feel rain
You have to walk to be able to run
You have to feel rain to feel sun

You have to be hurt to feel pain
You have to feel dryness to feel rain
You have to walk to be able to run
You have to feel rain to feel sun
You have to dance to be able to stop
You have to stand to be able to drop
You have to be born to be able to grow
You have to have water to have snow
You have to be on the ground to go above
You have to feel hate to be able to feel love.
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Poems With Structure - Page 2

As I wrote this poem, I was looking at a painting of a scene at the beach. The words just flowed through my keyboard, and found themselves on my paper. I'm actually happy with it.

I originally wrote this as two separate poems.

This poem is about an abusive relationship I was in for 8 months. This poem represents the pain and the confusion I went through and the pain that came with it. In the end, I finally had to let go.

From a girl to her mother, a lovely tribute to a lovely mother. To my mother who raised me and was there when I needed her. I love you!

I met a guy this year. First I thought he would just be another one of my guy friends. Then I started talking to him more and we started hanging out a lot, and somewhere in between all of that I started to fall for him.

This song was inspired by my friends.

From a girl to her mother, a lovely tribute to a lovely mother.
To my mother who raised me and was there when I needed her.
I love you!