Archive for • My Fun Poetry
• Riddle #9, What Am I?
Can you riddle me this? Look at me! Red, round and cheesy, Not fancy, but I am just plain old “easy!” Once a stranger for the procrastinator, Now I am that talking congratulator. I sit around a lot, but I am no slob. I am the hit, of every completed job. Once a novice for […]
• Riddle #8, What Am I?
Riddle Me This…What Am I? Adam, God made out of dust, But thought it best to make me first, So I was made before now, To answer God’s most holy plan, A living being I became, And Adam gave to me my name, I from his presence then withdrew, And more of Adam I never […]
• Riddle #7, What Am I?
Riddle me this, What am I? Life has started all over for me– The young years of happiness Have come again in a sweeter form Than a mother could ever guess; The love and devotion I gave my child I thought I could give no other, But life held a lovely surprise for me– When […]
• Riddle #6, What Am I?
Riddle Me This! What Am I? Here I sit day and night, When better made, I sit secure and tight. Woe to others, if I leak. I do not date, but I go out once a week. I am not a hobby, but I collect most every day. For removing stuff, I am here […]
• Riddle #5, What Am I?
Riddle Me This! What Am I? I am a high flyer, But I get knocked around. I leave and return on demand, Many close calls, you understand. You might say, I am yellow, And I am…a well rounded fellow. When new, I am fuzzy, But when old, they say…”fuzzy, was he?” All ages play […]
• Riddle #4, What Am I?
Riddle Me This, What am I? I am not really what I appear… Though my purpose is to bring good cheer. Sometimes my heart is on my sleeve, To help children to believe. My main role is for…distraction, But usually I am…the attraction. Sometimes I’m sad, sometimes I’m glad. But my face is never painted […]
• Riddle #3, What Am I?
Riddle Me This…What Am I? Eager and reluctant lips, I’ve seen. A spectator to the amorous, I’ve been. I am green with envy, and in fashion, With a quick peck, I could cause passion. I have seasonal hang-ups, laying in wait, For the timid, I improve their gait. They say, “Life is a bowl of […]
• Riddle #2, What Am I?
I am many feathers, color and style, Jokes about me make children smile. I am special, to be sure, For annual events, I must cure. When I am eaten, I am, all bone… Without family and friends, I am alone. For children to remember, I am the symbol… To forget is most ungrateful! When I […]
• Riddle #1, What Am I?
You might say that I am “high strung,” But I am more accurate with the tongue. I work well under pressure, And when I do, it’s a pleasure. When I am new, I have lots of “bounce.” When I am old, not an “ounce.” When I’m “on,” I get a “hit,” When I’m “off,” I […]
• A Gospel Honey Pot
In going through some old papers, I found a little poem that I wrote, I thought I would share it with you here. Gospel Honey Pot by Barney Kinard If the Gospel were a pot of honey, We would spread it around. Offering it to all without money, Free for all in every […]
