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Poem Details | by
Poet Destroyer A |
Categories:
adventure, animal, beautiful, blessing, celebrity, funny, life,
~My Nutty Squirrel Poem~
Up in a tree, on a branch
Now you see me, now you don't!
Sneaky and fast, I'm adorable
Now, why would you hunt or shot me for fun?
Do you like, how fast I run?
I'm not just another chipmunk
Stuffing my face with nuts,
I'm classy and beautiful,
The best part of nature.....
Red pointed ears, I hear you drawing near.
Chuckle, chuckle, caffeine free
I saw you looking at my fine coat.
Fluffy and curious, touch me and I'm Calling PETA!
See YA--- Life Is Beautiful!!!
I'm stuffing these nuts back into my mouth
and Jumping onto another tree :) The End
........
Love The Squirrel from another World.
Love LINDA
Poem Details | by
Viv Wigley |
Categories:
humor,
An idiom by which she's always stuck
is 'having one's head buried in a book'
The truth behind it, she was unprepared
that morning as she went to climb the stairs.
Stopping to lift a bottle, bad mistake
especially when one isn't quite awake
her balance gone, could not control herself
now plunging headlong into the book shelf.
Bruised head, bruised knees,bruised pride was quite enough,
thankfully, make-up would disguise the scuffs.
But then she only went and made it worse
by saying that it would make a good verse.
Hopefully next time she will be wiser
and not tell me, but tell 'Trip Advisor'
29th August 2016
With love, Connie, from Viv x
Poem Details | by
L Milton Hankins |
Categories:
childhood, christmas, humorous,
imagine me
upon his knee
a little child so meek and mild
thrilled to visit our dear Santa
in the heart of old Atlanta
such a precocious little child
thrilled to visit our dear Santa
in southern Georgia warm and wild
not in the least my mind beguiled
in the heart of old Atlanta
imagine me
thrilled to visit our dear Santa
a little child so meek and mild
in southern Georgia warm and wild
upon his knee
upon his knee
imagine me
THIRD PLACE WINNER
written December 1, 2021
for "Meditative Ballad" poetry contest
sponsored by Emile Pinet
syllables checked by HMS
rhymes check with Rhymezone.com
Poem Details | by
B. Andrew Kelly |
Categories:
allegory, anxiety, funny, life, silly, surreal,
air rockets skyward
uppercutting inside
plastic neon flesh
contorting at inhuman angles
what does my body language spell?
ankles anchored into the Earth
to stay grounded as the wave
of time and space crashes
a flood of stagnant flux
there is a symphony of bones
snapping and cracking
in twisted orchestrations
the act of existing for me
is a resilient demonstration
Poem Details | by
Shaina Rodriguez |
Categories:
character, funny, humor, humorous, innocence, rude, silly,
I am a very nice person
I'll tell you about my day
I'll sit and listen about yours
And hear what you have to say
I'll make sure you look very good
I'll tell you about your fly
Tell you when your crush is coming
Or tell you if he walks by
I come off very sarcastic
I do it to make you laugh
My sarcasm sounds kind of mean
It's funny on my behalf
Poem Details | by
Mike Martin |
Categories:
adventure, hilarious, humor, humorous, myth, mythology, satire,
McMar’s old man didn't like him much
But he never wondered why
All sorts of horrid demons
Could seen in the old man's eye
McMar’s own mother, Doreeane
Couldn’t wait to deliver her son
They say he tipped the scale
Right around 10.1
The nurses couldn’t believe it
The young one brought him in
“Here’s your new Big Mac”, she said
With a happy little grin
Doree said, Oh, Motherload!
I’m having a heart attack
How in the world did you ever know
I was thinking of calling him Mac
Poem Details | by
Eve Peterson |
Categories:
child, daughter, funny, son,
Rubber duckie you're the one
You're the reason I'm the one
Rubber duckie
You're the one for me
Poem Details | by
Thaddeus Tarpey |
Categories:
halloween, humorous, october,
When the Autumn sun warms dying stalks
Of corn with unkempt tassel locks.
The earth turns from green to brown,
Candy corn comes to town.
A cackling witch stokes the ember
Smoky spirits escape the timber.
The leaves in trees turn an amber hue,
Candy Corn, I yearn for you.
Across my path a shadow creeps,
Into day, nighttime seeps.
My dreams turn to sugary storms.
Candy corn, keep me warm.
Before I die and decompose,
Let me warm by your coals.
Orange, white, yellow form,
The wonderment of Candy corn.
Poem Details | by
Jakob Vaught |
Categories:
funny, summer,
I woke up in a Saturday Morning
sleeping in too late.
It is a little boring
this is the mood I really hate.
I missed all of my favorite cartoons
its now 11 o'clock.
Maybe I should play with my harpoon
but I know I'll just be told to stop.
While I'm writing this poem
my brother comes up to me and says hey.
Then I go to my friends home
and that is what makes my Saturday.
Jakob Vaught
Poem Details | by
Marlowe Sr. |
Categories:
anger, emotions, funny love, lost love, love, love hurts,
I asked.
She said No.
Talked to her on Facebook,
She said No.
Shook hands with her buddies,
Befriended her mamma,
But from her it was still a No.
She grumbled,
And said No.
She thanked me for the bouquet,
But still said No.
Called her day and night
Mailed her every fortnight,
But from her it was still a big No.
Then she writes back to apologize,
But it is still a No!
Ah well, I should have gotten the message,
That was loud and clear,
When Michelle had said No!
Poem Details | by
Linda Hays-Gibbs |
Categories:
death, depression, eulogy, farewell, feelings, giggle, suicide,
Funny Man!
By Linda Hays-Gibbs
Oh funny man you touch the hardest heart
With messages to crumble and start
A snickering or flickering to spark
A laugh a full belly rumbler
A genius of illogical and logical matter
Without him the whole world is astronomically sadder
Oh let our grief someday subside
That we in heaven will find
A bench upfront to see his latest comedic job ( I pray)
The jester (Robin Williams) at heaven's court for God
Poem Details | by
Sharon Mason |
Categories:
funny,
I KNOW A LADY WHO IS SHADY
SHE ALWAYS STAYS IN THE GRAVY
HER MOUTH STAYS MOVIN', HER WORDS ARE CONFUSING
SHE'LL NEVER LEARN HOW TO STOP MIXING
NON FICTION AND SELF CONFLICTED ADDICTION;
SHE'S TOO HOT FOR THE SHADE
HER TONGUE IS A BLADE
THAT CUTS HER COMIN' AND GOIN';
I HEARD HER RECITING SOME LYRICS
I MOVED CLOSER JUST SO I COULD HEAR THEM
HER RYTHEM WAS BLAND EVEN WITH THE BEAT OF THE BAND
SO THE CROWD STARTED JITTERING AWAY
MAYBE THE SHADY LADY WILL DRINK THE GRAVY
AND SWOLLOW THE BLADES DOWN HER THROAT
THE CROWD WILL COME TO ACTION AND GET
SADISFACTION IN RUNNING SHADY LADY AWAY.
Poem Details | by
Solomon Ochwo-Oburu |
Categories:
anxiety, beauty, emotions, first love, funny love, girlfriend, imagery,
Eva’s daughter, listen
Remove the blanket
Of dark and angry clouds
That covers your sweet face
Let the sun shine on your face
And let Adam’s handsome son
Harvest your delicious smiles
From your sweet face
That kills, kills the souls
Of many
With sweetness
And wild imagination
Poem Details | by
Michelle Born |
Categories:
change, emo, gothic, heart, hilarious, mirror, poetry,
There are times some mat be some what miserable
To me my life isn't bad enough to say it is terrible,
I am happy and blessed with my whole world
Those whom are not happy always live in turmoil,
Misery loves company they always say
yes it is sad that others do feel this way,
My heart goes out to those but, they have to be the ones wanting to change
The negativity they have in their souls needs to be rearranged.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2015
Poem Details | by
Ken Duddle |
Categories:
funny,
(To the tune of Robin Hood)
Boris Blood Boris Blood
Mayor of London town
Boris Blood Boris Blood
Some say he;s a clownl
Takes off the poor
Gives to the rich
Boris Blood Boris Blood.
Boris Blood Boris Blood
Went to public school
Boris Blood Boris Blood
So who does he fool
Takes from the poor
Gives to the rich
Boris Blood Boris Blood.
Boris Blood Boris Blood
Claims he does care
Boris Blood Boris Blood
Says he is being fair
Takes from the poor
Gives to the rich
Boris Blood Boris Blood.
Poem Details | by
Jon Fieni |
Categories:
adventure, angst, humorous,
I awoke this morning,
All was Grand.
Till I met my neighbor....
A lemon in her hand.
“Hold still” she shouted
“A target I need”.
So there I stood
As in a freeze.
She looked at me
Both up and down
She judged the wind
Without a sound.
She swung her arm
With all her might.
A yellow blur.....
The lemon took flight.
At me, At me
The lemon did fly.
Numb with fear
I closed each eye.
I felt a breeze
Pass by my face.
She missed! She missed!
By God’s good Grace....
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
humor, parody,
Oh, I'm a Limmerjack and I'm okay
I sleep all night and I write all day
I write silly stuff, I fry my brain
I go to the lava-tree
On weekday's I get hammered
And write about thirty-three
I write pretty poems
I eat lotsa stuff
I goes to the lava-tree
On weekday's I get hammered
And write about thirty-three
CHORUS
I write silly stuff, I fry my brain
I like to pick wild flowers
I dress up in women's clothing
And hang around in showers
Oh, I'm a Limmerjack and I'm okay
I sleep all night and I write all day
(My apologies to Monty Python
but Carol made me do it)
© Jack Ellison 2015
Poem Details | by
Lambert Adwini-Poku |
Categories:
absence, allah, angel, beauty, blessing, career, hilarious,
I better take my trombone lessons serious
Not for fun or fame, neither for leisure
A prophesy I wish to help see light from the Bible
“At the judgment day Angels will blow their trumpet
But forgot trombones will also match
The quality of the sound that will blow
I will surely render my service for free
(After all God loves a cheerful giver)
And hope to receive the blessing of salvation
To find my way to the segmentation of the sheep
How lucky I will be. That faithful day,
If the Angels blow their trumpet, I will take out my trombone
And proudly blow my trombone.
If Angel Michael blows his old trumpet,
I will blow my new trombone.
Poem Details | by
Susan Mayes |
Categories:
funny
This I wrote as a joke for a friend, she had been singing
the trucker wife blues for a few days........
All ready married for a hundred years
A middle aged man had to try the gears
Best thing he'd done
Since he gave up the beers
She said good bye with a tear
Missing him was a fear
Now she hates to hear
I'm coming home dear
A broken record
That continues to play
He moans and groans
Just on and on
The king has arrived
So drop what your doing
Why can't he just stay gone
And leave her the heck alone
Poem Details | by
Cheyenne Shelby |
Categories:
funny, happy, imagination,
During the night
She got in the fight
With a person named right
That might keep the light
From returning at dawn
They both took a yawn
Then out popped out a song
Poem Details | by
Mike Martin |
Categories:
humor,
There was mister O and sister O
DeeDee O and Baby O
Doggy O and Granny O
All listening to the radio
So Maddie O and Daddy O
Mommy O and Landon O
Betty O and Idun O
All heard about the rodeo
Here comes a rowdy bunch of O’s
They even brought their cheerios
They’re stepping on each others toes
Demar to one anothers clothes
Where's the free kin rodeo
We heard it on the radio
You’re far too loud, you’ll have to go
It’s lovely to have met eo
Copyright © Mike Martin 2015
Poem Details | by
Wren Rushing |
Categories:
humorous,
People go out,
people go in.
Money they earn,
money they spend.
Buggies are filled,
registers ring.
Wallets are drained,
Walton's they sing.
Prices go up,
wages go down.
Holders wear smiles,
workers wear frowns.
New store, new town.
Mom and Pop shop,
have to shut down.
Poem Details | by
Tyshawn Knight |
Categories:
beautiful, black african american, cute love, dance, funny, song, urban,
God do I need a man?
I know I need a pair of pants
Levi Jeans
Like the one advertised
on Alicia Keys.
Pants that fit me right
Close to my skin
But not too tight.
Let me move about
Day and night
Blue black
and out of sight.
But do I need a man?
Do I need a man?
No!
Not if I have a pair of pants
Levi Jeans
Like the one advertised
on Alicia Keys...
Poem Details | by
Stuart Chandler |
Categories:
car, depression, humor, loss,
Its My car
Thousands of miles together we travelled
maps then a sat nav journeys unravelled
collected all sorts, even went to the tip
bus into town, no in the car I'll just nip
MOT services tax, insurance as well
paying the bills down to me it all fell
Now at the end the bills just to big
think its all over I have to admit
one last journey together we made
down to the scrapers only I walked away
the end of this tale is not very nice
travelling on roads comes at a price
pounds shillings and pence me it did cost
but for my beautiful car its life was lost...
Poem Details | by
George Zamalea |
Categories:
forgiveness, funny, space,
No mind to wait
From the pained wind
Down's moon
For the last siren.
I got that feeling
Everywhere I go she will
Be watching me from above.