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Poem Details | by
James Fraser |
Categories:
beauty, dream, emotions, funny, growth, nature, water,
There once was a Nun who knew Bill
For his cucumbers gave her a thrill
Off to sleep she went, dreamt
Her thoughts heavenly sent
All sweating she woke up with a shrill
Now embarrassed she's off to confess
That a cucumbers left her distressed
To the Father she cries
Would they be Bill's he replied
I've dreamt, now let us totally repent
< came to me after reading Jan Allison's 'Limerick' about Bill's Cucumbers >
Poem Details | by
Aby M'Baye |
Categories:
africa, anxiety, desire, growth, humor, love, remember,
Make as you feel it
In the sense of your feel
Without forgetting sense
Fais comme tu le sens
Dans le sens de tes sens
Sans oublier le sens
Aby M.
Poem Details | by
Pat Adams |
Categories:
animal, growth, humor, word play,
I once won a lucky drawing
When at the local county fair
I won a small calf of my own
A prize like that, they say is rare
He was so small, I was worried
Will he live or will he not
So I decided to name him Willie
And though small, he ate a lot!
My Willie's not small anymore
He's so big he's hard to pull
And now he weighs four hundred pounds
I think that is a lot of bull!
Poem Details | by
J.W. Earnings |
Categories:
anger, childhood, class, confusion, crazy, dedication, children, kids, funny, growing up, growth, high school, how i feel, innocence, inspiration, life, middle school, people, rights, school, social, stress, student, teacher, teen, teenage, time, today, truth, words, writing, youth,
Numbers on
White board…names written hori-
zontally
Students ask
To go pee…right when class starts –
THAT’S just wrong…
Bathroom line
Of students who have bladder
Problems – WOW!
People are
Not using lunchtime to do
Their business
No one knows
When to do their duties – SER-
IOUSLY?
Poem Details | by
Smail Poems |
Categories:
age, angel, baseball, beauty, butterfly, caregiving, celebration, character, child, father daughter, feelings, film, fishing, flower, football, children, for her, friend, fun, funny, gender, girl, girlfriend, giving, graduation, grandfather, grandmother, grandparents, growing up, growth, hair, happiness, happy, health, heart, hero,
Pretty princesses
Dancing all around
Frolicking through fields
Very beautiful
Just like you!
Poem Details | by
Lycia Harding |
Categories:
career, computer, education, growth, humorous, rude, slam,
Do you feel like each day is the same?
Do all things, every person, each glitch
you encounter seem boring and lame?
Is the rut you're in more like a ditch?
When you want to rekindle the flame,
let the internet help you enrich
your existence and soon you'll reclaim
that old joy you felt filling your niche.
If you yearn to get back in the game
learn to use the new tools that exist.
If you don't, you'll be solely to blame.
So, log on now and Google it, b&tch!
Poem Details | by
Timothy Hicks |
Categories:
cheer up, fun, funny, giggle, growth, hilarious, humorous,
Silly
Willy
Poem Details | by
Rudolph Rinaldi |
Categories:
age, funny, growth, life,
RARELY
I WRITE MY NAME IN FULL
IT WOULD APPEAR
OF ME
TO BE
POMPOUS AND PRETENTIOUS
TO DO SO
FOR THEN WHEN YOUNG
I SAW
MY NAME IN PRINT
RUDOLPH JON RINALDI
HAD THE SYMMETRY AND POWER
Of A NEW SHINNY AIRPLANE PROPELLER PROP
BUT THAT WAS THEN
WHEN I WAS YOUNG
AND NOW IN AGE
IT SEEMS
TO BE
OF ME
TO HAVE
THE BEAUTY AND SOLIDITY
OF AN OLD ***
Poem Details | by
Edgar R. Eslit |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, growth, happy, heart, hero, hilarious,
If I can pull the sunset back to its hidden closet
Usher the storm in its concealed abode
And blanket the silhouette of sunrise before the tilting
Shadow of that leaning mountain.
In silent prayer
I swear
That your love
Will remain
Soaking in the canvas
Of my mourning, gripping and grappling
But praying heart.
Poem Details | by
Gerry Mattia |
Categories:
beauty, community, earth, environment, growth, identity, introspection, memory, summer,
It’s always behind or in front
seems it needs a door to get to
never complains when it rains
pleasantly, pets poop & pee
friends & family cross to hug me
my connect out there
in the back and front
it’s what I have now for all the hard
that stretch out there
the yard
Poem Details | by
Paula Goldsmith |
Categories:
beauty, color, garden, growth, humor, joy, uplifting,
Flowers
pretty, colorful
looking, standing, swaying
vase, pot, yard, garden
spreading, growing, multiplying
ugly, bothersome
weeds
Date Written 8/5/2022
Poem Details | by
Rudolph Rinaldi |
Categories:
computer, funny, future, growth, life,
look up in the sky information in the air able to leap over tall buildings information everywhere more speed than a locomotive more bytes than a mosquito stuffing my box
cramming my brain hope it will rain to slow it down for a nano-second so that I can take a
breath knowing that the machine can’t breathe yet!
Poem Details | by
Rudolph Rinaldi |
Categories:
abuse, environment, funny, growth, life,
I like Arthur
stack my dishes
high in mounds of glass and steel
like castles in the sink they rise
until the very top
when wet they slip
to their and my demise
Poem Details | by
Karen Jones |
Categories:
age, funny, growth, how i feel, humanity, humor, irony,
Aging is not for the faint of heart
smile lines bags and cellulite sags
Your butt begins to fall apart
As your mind matures wisdom hacks.
Poem Details | by
Dave Collins |
Categories:
dance, flower, funny love, growth, insect, nature, sweet,
White seas of clover
seduce armies of honeys
sweet summer of love
Poem Details | by
Ann Peck |
Categories:
absence, children, emotions, first love, giggle, growth, heartbroken,
Ghosts of moments from our past
linger just beyond reach.
Those we once held most dearly,
now we silently beseech.
Silver secrets of first love--
now but sighs upon the wind,
near a place where, long ago,
broken hearts would soon begin.
Ghosts of a love, once captured
but escaped in the quiet.
Childrens' whispers, their giggles
fade to echoes in the night.
Ghosts hold the secret stories
of our lives now almost spent--
ghosts of memories that remain
where, once, only dreams were sent.
Originally submitted October, 2021
Reworked and submitted January 23,2022
for A Brian Strand (1058) Poetry Contest
Poem Details | by
Trey Hamner |
Categories:
change, growth, happy, humor, imagery, introspection, november,
Bless you
Mrs. spew
That sneeze
Bent trees
Wipe your
Nose more
Behold
That cold
You blast
Spreads fast
Poem Details | by
Kim Robin Edwards |
Categories:
growth, hair, humor,
If I had a cure for baldness.
I'd grow lots and lots of hair.
I'd want to look like Cousin ITT..
Or possibly Sonny and Cher..
I'd grow it to my ankles.
I'd grow it to my knees.
Comb it, and braid it, and tease it..
Then laugh until I sneeze.
If I had a cure for baldness.
I'd make sure I had a brush.
I'd brush my hair in the morning air.
I'd brush it from dawn till dusk..
If I had a cure for baldness.
I'd be a millionaire.
I'd make lots and lots of money.
I'd sit in a barber's chair.
I'd want to look like Cousin ITT..
Or possibly Sonny and Cher..
If I had a cure for baldness...
Humorous Poetry By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2009,2014..
ALL rights reserved..
Poem Details | by
J.W. Earnings |
Categories:
change, childhood, courage, dream, funny, growth,
Maybe I'll get an iPhone for my birthday
Ah...on the other hand, I'd like to get an iced coffee
Yeah - I'll just accept my water
Be honest, David - I'm a brat and a smarty pants
Enjoy your break time and kick back...chill for a time ...
I'm a little nervous - I feel that my writing's are
Not that impressive - maybe in May,
May I ask him for a free lemonade?
And yes - I get a free lemonade
Yes!! Maybe in May, I might get a part-time job or I might be a famous poet - someday...someday...
Poem Details | by
Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
funny, health, imagination, life
.
I definitely am not getting older but younger
Reaching the age of growth pains now the bridger..
Poem Details | by
Rudolph Rinaldi |
Categories:
age, funny, growth, life, loss, natural disasters, old,
it appears
with the passing
of the years
that the pouring out
of my tears
seems to grow
in proportion
to the size
and hair of my ears
it appears
with the passing
of the years
that the size
and hair of my ears
seems to grow
in proportion
to the increases
in my fears
It also appears
with the passing
of the years
that the increase
in my fears
is proportional to the increases
in my tears
the size and hair of
the ears
and in reverse proportion
to what I hear
Poem Details | by
Cheryl Hoffman |
Categories:
growth, humor, mystery,
Daily at dusk he couldn't refute
a mystery showing up taking root
it didn't ever knock
arrived at five o'clock
shadow surprise making him hirsute
3-22-18
Poem Details | by
Brady Harness |
Categories:
change, culture, growth, hope, humor, meaningful, wisdom,
AUTO, PLANE AND OMNIBUS
Auto, Plane and Omnibus-
what a marvelous fuss,
that stupor'd man creates with you.
Ladies, Gentlemen and Nom De Plumes-
what frolic,
just yesterday unknown;
is reality tomorrow ?
That which is up, that which is down,
how can we tell right from wrong-
when covered with technology ?
It takes the roses essence
and be-little it to nothingness-
until Poet and Philosopher,
re-erects it on a citadel of Love !
Poem Details | by
Anais Vionet |
Categories:
career, confusion, emotions, extended metaphor, growing up, growth, humor,
I dreamed my way here
I’ve had my cringe moments
I feel pressure, I lose perspective
I’ve wholeheartedly failed
I misspeak, underthink, overreact
I try to do the right thing
the right thing isn’t always clear
I’ve tried to hold on
I’ve let go with grace
I’ve charged ahead
I’ve stepped aside
I self-sabotage, then try to do better
I’ve self-consciously retreated
I’ve stood up for others
I’ve backed down and apologized
I’ve rinsed and repeated
I’m a chameleon, but I’ve never been perfect
I’ve under-reacted to challenges
I’ve overreacted to the ordinary
I devalue likeability
I indulge the language of play
I share my human experience
I don’t know what else to say.
Poem Details | by
Wilbert Webb |
Categories:
culture, education, funny, growth,
A Conversant has little to say.
Not quite, what I would acknowledge as true,
Some of us have little to do.
Being conversant is to offer knowledge.
Being conversant is to share.
I have nothing more to say.