"huggable" poems
A message for Elsa
Please won't you be
Won't you be
My hug Bud-ee?
We can hug in the night
And during the day
We are loving friends
And its okay
If you have a boyfriend
We are just hugging anyway
We share a concern
For each other
And to show how
We love one another
In our special way
We love to hug
And this is okay
One hug
Two hugs
Three or Four
We care for
Each other
So much
Let's just hug some more
I'm so huggable
And so are you
Just look at what
These hugs can do
We are laughing
And smiling
Because hugs feel good
You should try hugging to
You really should
Elsa will you forever be
Forever be
My hug buddy?
Would you care
For a fruit bowl
Maybe a yogurt cup?
I'll make some good food
To fill you up
I'm thankful for
The loving comments
You write
And I'm not embarrassed
To say
I think of giving you a hug
When I squeeze my pillow
At night
A warm and caring person
Is what you are
And my how your
Eyes shine
Like the north star
I'm grateful
To have you
As a friend
You are my hug buddy
And my hugs
To you I send
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 11:06 AM UTC
In a far distance land, away from humans
There you can see a great forest of beauty
A dense forest with moist green moss
And mighty trees stand proud in its green leaves
Under the warm breeze of the summer season;
If you go deeper unto the green land,
Beyond the tall trees and silence of the forest
You'll see a wondrous place a city can never offer
Because you'll see what nature's true beauty is;
There you can see diversity in animals and plants;
Somewhere into the forest, a creature can be seen
They are free to roam around in their own habitat
And as nighttime comes, they retreat to their homes
Into their own dens for shelter, protection and comfort
As they sleep and wait for the sun rises in the morning;
I honestly say they are truly a majestic creatures
Called Grizzly Bear also know as Brown Bear
They are species of mammals with interesting behavior
For they hunt and mate in the warm breeze
And hibernate in the cold winter season;
Grizzly Bear also have unique characteristics:
Because of the white tips found in their furs
Especially in the shoulders and back part,
It creates an illusion of being grizzled;
Hence the name Grizzly bear was given;
Grizzly Bears are omnivores, a plant and meat eater;
They are large, they are hunters, they can fish salmon;
They enjoy eating berries and nuts in the forest;
They are brown and huggable creatures
But don't dare hug them;
A Grizzly Mother Bears are great parents too
Like any devoted mothers, they teaches their young;
Mothers taught cubs to dig and hunt with their claws
Also how to stand up tall in their two legs!
Like how a adult Grizzly Bear living in the forest should be.
Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 5:29 PM UTC
I raise up my hands to heaven
and say to God,
"Pick me up
Embrace me
Love me"
But then I shrink back
and I insist
that God must be hurt
by my exposed, broken shards
"I am not whole,
and not huggable
My pain is like thorns
that cut and inflict"
And so I look away with remorse
But God answers me
as only He can do, saying,
"Then we have a lot in common
Or did you forget the cross?
My Son on it?
Jesus, who was the most
broken of all"
I agree that I do...
I must!
But still...
"A nail in a hand
A wreath of thorns for a crown
He died quite damaged
for those like you
Yet was I not there to embrace Him
and welcome Him home?"
In spite of my tears, I reason
My mind and heart agree
So my Father and I embrace
and I accepted God's grace
After all
Aug 4, 2010
Aug 4, 2010 at 9:45 AM UTC
you remind me of
the first summer breeze;
warm, relaxing.
you remind me of
the first autumn rain;
cool, refreshing.
you remind me of
the winter coats;
huggable, cozy.
you remind me of
the flowers blooming in spring;
beautiful, colorful.
you remind me of
the small things in life;
the stars in the sky,
the salty sea breeze at the beach,
the feeling when you put fuzzy socks on,
the sun and moon,
the feeling of waking up feeling refreshed.
everything i think about
reminds me of you.
Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 2:28 PM UTC
He's so cute the way he smiles.
He's so cute the way he laughs.
He's so huggable when he's happy
And even when he's sad.
He's so in love with me.
I agree he's the only boy for me.
He's so cute when he sings,
the songs he sings for me.
He's so cute the way he talks,
like he's lighting up my soul.
I'm so in love with him.
He agrees I'm the only boy he needs.
© Copyright Tyler Atherton
Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC
You rode bikes with Milka
to the bridge over the river
and stood looking down
at the flowing water
and talked
of the latest
Elvis Presley film
you’d seen
and she said that she
had wanted to see it
but her mother
had forbidden it
saying it was not
the type of film
for her age
then you talked
of the film you’d seen
while working
as a cinema projectionist
called Ben Hur
and the great
chariot races in it
she leaned close to you
as you talked
her hands
on the brick bridge
her hips pressing
gently against yours
she said she like it
when you came
to their farmhouse
and practised judo
with her brothers
and she could watch
and as she spoke
you studied her
her short fair hair
her large blue eyes
her delicate hands
the fingertips rubbing
against the bricks
of the bridge
the simple
green shift dress
she had on
and do you remember
that time you had them
both on the grass at once
in that karate fight?
she said excitedly
and you noticed
maybe
for the first time
her small firm bust
her figure
kind of huggable
although you hadn’t
hugged her
and she went on
about wanting to go
out with you
but her brothers
had said
Baruch won’t be
interested in you
he likes pretty girls
and you looked
at her eyes
as she spoke
how large they were
yet not unbeautiful
the orbs blue
portraying
wide worlds of you
and how old are you?
she asked
because they
keep saying
you’re too old
for me
16
you said
well
she said
I’m 14
so that isn’t
too old is it?
no
you said
seeing her eyes look
kind of watery
like small fish bowls
then she talked
of having seen you
in her dreams
and that in her dreams
you had kissed her
where did I kiss you?
you asked
on the lips of course
she said
no I meant
where abouts
was I when I kissed you?
o
she said blushing
in the barn
by the farmhouse
o I see
you said
never having been
there with her
only with her brothers
to do judo fights
she looked down
at the water
her eyes wide
and watery
a bird flew by
a bird song sounded
you leaned close to her
and kissed
her ear
through her
fair hair
and she looked at you
and you saw
new worlds
being born there
amongst the blue
Milka smiling
at an older you.
Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 1:59 AM UTC
Hello Mr. Teddy with eyes all sunken and dim,
What horrors you must have seen,
So why do you grin?
I know I'm not perfect, but I really feel bad,
For seeing you atop a wardrobe,
And so skimpily clad.
I promise one day I'll give you all that is due,
For such a faithful little teddy bear,
Who's so Huggable,
Lovable,
Fluffy,
and Cute.
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 9:06 PM UTC
the cold, breeze
of the wind
that made your
hair become
a playful mess
the smile
from your lips
that showed
happiness
felt within
your clothes
hugging your
strong, tall
yet huggable
figure
all these
features
of you
that i came
to love
i took it
in a snap,
in the form
of a pictureー
a tangible memory,
frozen in time
May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 7:52 AM UTC
Pretty
Lovely
Smart
Simple
Understanding
Humble
Corny
Huggable
etc.
Why look for someone else?
When I got a perfectly imperfect best buddy?
I'm blessed.
Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 12:40 PM UTC
Dear blue sweater,
Fluffy as I can remember
Warm as the summer
Huggable in any weather
You were everything I wished
but the opposite of my likes
But who am I to judge
when opposites collide?
I hoped a lot of things,
That went the wrong way.
Accepting our difference
made a lot of change.
I tried to see the good,
Not the quality you present
What more can appearance do?
When you're perfectly fur-fect
You'll always be my favorite
The comfy mellow fabric
The blue sweater I adore
Even if blue isn't your favorite
Feb 17, 2023
Feb 17, 2023 at 8:18 PM UTC
Curly bomb shell
Blond sassy girl
Smiling eyes
A friend
A darling
Kind and huggable
Like a soft teddy bear
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 4:23 PM UTC
Time passes by,
As black rose blooms,
Night so dark, new moon,
Worrying about your thorns,
I can't see you,
I worry! That you are only but a dream,
You girl! Are so magical,
Loving heart, **** Soul, so touchable,
Sweet lips so warm, so kissable,
The smell of your hot Soul,
Trapped me in your magic spell,
Hard to resist your charm,
So huggable you are,
I like the feel of your quiet whispers in my ear,
I like the feel of your soft hands on my chest,
I loved a black rose tonight,
And she felt just right.
Copyright © 2016 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 9:36 AM UTC
Want you not to love me, just because you can.
But you can't.
Want you only to love me, because I'm truly lovable.
But you can't.
Huggable, soft and sweet.
I'm worth it, a million dollars it's said.
That's me, not you of course.
You're worth much, much more.
You dance night times.
I dance days.
Together in passion.
Apart a touch sour.
Feed my fire.
I fire back with true poetic inspiration.
Breathtaking in fact.
Have a degree of cyanosis.
Love has a strangle hold.
I'm strangled till I die.
(C) Livvi
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 5:26 AM UTC
As he wandered
through town
musing
on the passing view
Johnny saw some dame
dressed in a burka
with her kids
& her two peering
brown eyes
through slit
of black cloth
& wondered if
it concealed or
conjured up
her sexuality in
an imagined way
like the nun he met
some years back
who served him
cake & tea
at some Catholic meet
her face framed
by white & black cloth
her body hidden
from sight of eye
but imagined from
what he saw
of shape & size
of figured frame
some secret sexuality
concealed as much
as much revealed
& mused that
what is deemed
forbidden fruit
& thereby
untouchable
may well be desired
to kiss & be huggable.
Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 1:53 AM UTC
Anxiously sitting about
waiting on the future
To come around
could it be late
did it past
out
come on NOW!!!
how can the future be tardy?
patient hardly
doctored up
Benefit of doubts
Stuck in traffic probably
Did the future call out?
Needed a day off
Accrued time
A prisoner of the mind
Or moment?
Future habitually postponing
Although it's in my
Hands can't condone it
Presence of mine
Is a present
The futures presence
If ever felt in essence
No matter how it's presented
Its unobtainable
What it represents is
An un-huggable angel
Depending on your angle
Whenever the future
gets here
I'll be thankful
May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 9:25 PM UTC
I see her
sitting there
on the gate
at the back
of the two
cottages
she's waiting
patiently
morning sun
on her head
of dark hair
her thin hands
in her lap
I come out
the back door
having had
my breakfast
she climbs down
from the gate
her grey dress
is knee length
she wears black
Wellingtons
with mud stains
been here long?
I ask her
no not long
Jane replies
I rode down
on my bike
glad you're here
I tell her
I was up
at the farm
getting milk
we hold hands
her thin hand
has a chill
about it
I rub it
with my thumb
let's go see
if that old
bullfinch nest
is still there
she suggests
if you like
I reply
(I cannot
imagine
that Lizbeth
would ever
suggest that
she only
suggests
things
******
we walk down
the side lane
by the stream
flowing down
narrowing
as it goes
bullfinches
are so sweet
Jane tells me
as we reach
where the nest
is hidden
in a bush
are there eggs?
I ask her
she looks in
carefully
yes there are
there are 4
she tells me
they're glossy
and light blue
with purplish
markings there
at one end
I watch her
as she leans
in the bush
her dark hair
shoulder length
her slim waist
huggable
mustn't touch
them of course
she informs
or the hen
bird will not
return here
in my mind
I embrace
her body
kiss her neck
feel her near
it's so good
being near
to nature
she suggests
yes it is
the closer
the better
I reply
her image
captured there
in my eye.
Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 1:06 PM UTC
you are purity northen snow
looking for a ***** puddle
to splash your dreams
your calling card
a lavender garter belt smile
greeting me
in sheer rip away pantyhose
I take stock in your provisions
your dainty crimson heart
in huggable fluffy blue socks
in contrast to my bohemian
naked sockless tender feet
your legs open minded
to take in my deep thoughts
my ****** veracity booms
your ****** groaning barrier
decelerating silky winds
your painting shadow
fades into us as one soppin wet
tongue twisting kiss
swaping syllables in the ears
our spoonerism speckled
between our two worlds
my dark silhouette presence
buried in your chandelier
shaded light
Nov 21, 2019
Nov 21, 2019 at 8:21 PM UTC
i think i'm fat.
i say "think" because
everyone tells me
i'm not
when i bring it up
maybe i'm not
"fat",
per se,
but i'm not thin,
nor am i healthy.
i gorge myself
on carbs and chocolate,
caffeinating to the point of
insomnia,
ignoring exercise
every chance i get.
there are other words for me,
somewhat flattering words-
chubby,
curvy,
squishy,
huggable.
i know someone
who would add words like
"cute" and "pretty" and "beautiful"
to that list.
i don't believe her.
i love her and care about her
more than she knows,
but i don't believe her.
i find no beauty in fat,
no cuteness in stretch marks.
i find only
ugliness
and self-hatred.
i've been trying to change that,
for both her
and myself.
i know how horrible it feels
to look in the mirror
and hate what i see,
to skip meals
and squirm from the discomfort
of my hunger
but bear it
and not take a bite
for fear of more stretch marks
and added pounds.
i might change that,
eventually-
eat a little healthier,
embrace my curves and squishiness,
but for now,
it's who i am.
i guess,
for now,
it's just
me.
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 12:11 PM UTC
Is it really hard to make things fine like the way it used to be?
Body was glued in the mattress for an hour and a half; longing for something extremely soft huggable stuff to be gripped just to ease the broken piece inside am feeling right now. It can help ease the pain for a while, but it wouldn't be the perfect key to make the heart totally fine and comfy. Tears started to fall into sheet and pillow covers while reminiscing those memories shared in each other's priceless smiles. I meditated thoughts in my mind if how can we take back time as exciting as how we wanted it to be felt. I'm sorry if we hurt each other in the unexpected moment. Because of the suddenness feeling I got when I heard that word from your lips, still can't believe it happens between us last night. It is really hard to make things fine like the way it used to be. We need deep talks, understanding, patience, acceptance, and sincere emotions to clarify everything. I wanted to smile like everything's gonna be better anytime; as if everything's always just in the same way, but it's killing me to say I'm okay. We made it this far and I know that we can fix it by telling the words left unspoken and making things clear. I don't regret a thing. Believe His plan, this is just our beggining.
I'm sorry.
And today, I'm officially missing you.
Jun 12, 2019
Jun 12, 2019 at 9:21 PM UTC