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Poem Details | by
Darlene Gifford |
Categories:
humor, poetry, writing,
I set my morning muse alarm for 2am.
But instead, it went off at three.
"Wake up!" he said, "It's me."
I reached for pen and paper. "Stop
fumbling, and turn on the light," he said.
"Or, you'll never be able to read
what I'm putting in your head."
"Why are you being so bossy?" I asked.
"Sorry," he said. "But I'm in a hurry
to get to the next poet's bed."
Poem Details | by
Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories:
funny, on writing and wordsme, me, muse,
For Miranda Lambert’s “Inspired” contest
By Carolyn Devonshire
I wanted to write for this contest;
But my muse was staging a protest.
“Take me to the sea,” it pled,
“In this house, I languish, dead;
Put me in touch with nature, a forest.”
“Don’t stare at a screen, confined by walls;
Locked inside, my inspiration falls.
Surely there’s a babbling brook
Or a valley’s overlook.
Give me something to work with,” muse calls.
“If you fail to respond, I’ll attack
As you’re sleeping in a room black.
Thoughts you will never recall
Cannot upon your page fall;
Without me you’re nothing but a hack!”
Poem Details | by
Jan Allison |
Categories:
how i feel, humorous, muse, poetry,
I picked up my pen and tried hard to write,
words simply failed me and I drew a blank.
The harder I tried the worse it became
Where are the syllables when I need them?
Not a limerick or rhyme will appear …
my muse has gone on her spring holiday -
when she will return I have no idea!
I’m sad, how can I enter a contest
that I have little chance of placing in...
Oh well, I guess its another N/A
to add to my expanding collection.
N/A in contest finalised on 6/2/16
05~31~16
Poem Details | by
Rico Leffanta |
Categories:
humor, muse,
A muse on the Isle of Man
Skipped to the loo aka "can"
But something went wrong
The queue was too long
How could she rush back to Jan?
Poem Details | by
Greg Gaul |
Categories:
class, fun, humor, muse, poets, uplifting, word play,
Will one write an Ogden Nash?
A touch o' wink, bit a blink
And then, add a glint o' guile...
Doing all, with wryest smile.
Or could it come out "Mish-Nashed"?
Since Nash, he himself, had mashed
His isms into witticisms
Leaving most in a mad dash -
Tribute, 8 Line, Light Verse, 48 Words, To Ogden Nash
Noted American Poet 1902 - 1971
Poem Details | by
Ravi Kiran |
Categories:
cheer up, death, hilarious, humor, humorous, journey, muse,
Is it that time?
my time to go.
do you have a warrant?
wait a while,
till the rain dials down.
Not want to ruin the suit,
need to look my best.
When I meet the under lord,
need to appear my best.
Not want to spend
my afterlife drenched.
if not
can I dry myself
at the furnace of the hell.
what if?
I go to heaven,
can I pack
a change of clothes?
Nothing fancy,
long robe and a halo,
may be a scarf too.
let me pack some sausages,
for the long journey ahead.
you seem clueless,
let me talk to your superior,
what is the country code?
Is it alpha and omega?
no! they put me on hold
to a hold tone,
"Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings."
Poem Details | by
Jan Allison |
Categories:
happy, humorous, muse, poetry,
Casarah wants us to write happy
That’s not an easy job
My fickle muse has left me
She’s turned into quite a snob
She won’t let me write a poem that’s funny
Not even a short limerick
Now my world is dark not sunny
I’m feeling a little bit sick
So I’ve locked her in a cupboard
She’s wailing and creating a fuss
Her plans to gag me are scuppered
I’ve just GOT to write humourous
My capricious muse is locked away
I can hear her starting to cry
I’ll let her out one day
That doesn’t end with a Y!
Contest One hundred and one words - CHECKED WITH WORD COUNTER
Sponsor Casarah Nance
31st August 2015
Poem Details | by
Quoth Theraven |
Categories:
halloween, humor, muse,
Charlie Brown got rocks
In his Halloween treat sack...
Snoopy made them friends
Poem Details | by
Jan Allison |
Categories:
humorous, lost, muse, poetry,
Has anyone seen my muse -
I think she’s gone on a world cruise
One where there’s plenty of booze
Then she can have a long snooze!
Why has she run away to sea
I’m searching for her constantly
I’m feeling really unhappy
Please can someone help me?
If you find her, please send her back
Then I’ll be fine and on the right track
I’ll take her out in my Cadillac
And confiscate her spotty knapsack!
Then my muse won’t be free to roam
She will have to stay with me here at home
So I won’t be left all alone to moan
And I’ll write poems in a massive tome
6th February 2017
Poem Details | by
Panagiota Romios |
Categories:
feelings, humor, muse, poetess, writing,
Panagiota's Dream
With trepidation she picked up her pen.
Should I try this now.......or when?
Her Muse whispered in her ear!
"It's now or never, poetess, dear!"
Ah, that word "poetess" made her
divinely lightheaded.
And thus, my friends, she and her
pen are most happily wedded!
August 7, 2020
7:45pm PSt
Poem Details | by
Jan Allison |
Categories:
humorous, missing you, muse,
Once active, my muse has gone on strike
I said come back, she said go take a hike!
I tried dipping my pen in dark ink
hand on brow; I’ve attempted to think
I began writing a very sad sonnet -
ended up with a second rate nonet!
Next I thought I would write a fun verse
t’was not funny it sounded quite terse
Guess my muse has just drifted away
I think she’s gone on a long holiday!
Now abroad she is on a sojourn
and I wonder when she will return
Till then I’m a part time poet
I’m bereft and I really know it!
Part time poet Contest
Sponsored by Michelle Faulkner
6/7/19
Poem Details | by
Newton Ranaweera |
Categories:
humor, muse,
My roaming mind
I married to a Muse;
O, I’ve lost my life,
For, he gallops now.
Poem Details | by
Linda Alice Fowler |
Categories:
funny, muse, poets, silly, tribute, writing,
Once a muse named Christina
who had the wisdom of Athena
made a suggestion
sage without question
and I followed into that arena
she recommended that I write
‘bout fairy tale characters with bite
now there are many
to choose aplenty
I’ll be writing late into the night
Although Christina does not know it
she's turned me to a kind of poet
who can be silly
write willy nilly
and be careful that I don't blow it!
Poem Details | by
Jeff Kyser |
Categories:
death, humor, muse,
The macabre’s amusing at times,
makes for off-beat, hilarious rhymes.
To my wife they’re not funny;
she wants cute little bunnies
and not ones that are strangled by mimes.
She says, “Why must the animals die?
And that one with the bird made me cry.
In the end, she did soar
off to some distant shore,
but her kin were all shot by some guy.”
“Ah, but see how it’s seared in your brain:
a phenomenon hard to explain.
It’s odd how we’re wired;
The inane makes us tired,
but an image of death will remain.”
So why aim for the grand or sublime?
Find dead leopards instead on a climb!
For the joy in the tragic,
trawl the semi-pelagic
when your muse loves primordial slime.
Poem Details | by
Jimmi Canada |
Categories:
graduation, growing up, heart, history, humor, marriage, mentor, mirror, muse, myth, spiritual, spoken word, thank you,
A bulging extremity,
a feminist integrity,
a swaggering centipede,
the cops arresting me,
my dick the right size,
the bang coming out of your eye's,
the sensitivity upon demise,
the dew and dripping from the sky's,
the eagerness of eloping,
the magnitude of doping,
the honesty of groping,
scattering scorpions glowing and scoping.
Poem Details | by
Peter Dome |
Categories:
change, fantasy, fun, funny, muse, silly,
If women ruled the world
I'd have a sex change and be a girl
If you can't beat em
Join em.
Peter Dome. Copyright.2015.May.
Poem Details | by
Adell Foster |
Categories:
fun, games, giggle, happy, imagery, imagination, muse,
There is something in my pocket…
Is it perhaps a rocket?
Oh no, that simply would not fit;
Yet, there’s something in my pocket…
Could it be a lovely locket?
Good guess, I confess that’s not it…
Could you plug it in a socket?
Oh now that sure would be shocking.
Okay I give, do tell, won’t you?
Well…There’s a poem in my pocket,
And I’ve written it just for you.
Poem Details | by
Jerry T Curtis |
Categories:
allusion, funny, humor, muse, nonsense, satire, silly,
OK
Someone leaked this poem
I thought I hid it well
I didn't post on the net
and there's no one I would tell
Perhaps it's North Korea
heard they're hacking everyone
or that group they call the Lizards
just out to have some fun
Now all the time I spent
to write it, gone to waste
All millions have to do now
is simply cut and paste
I'm sure by now, around the world
everyone has downloaded
and my pop-u-lar-i-ty
on the web, exploded
But I still have some little gems
of which I'll never let them peek
unless of course, I find the source
of how my poems leak
Poem Details | by
Eve Roper |
Categories:
cat, children, fun, funny, imagery, muse, race, space,
Can't Catch Me
field Mouse
did rouse
house cat
fell flat
took chase
fast race
small space
broke vase
smirk tease
took cheese
10/21/2016
Poetry Contest : FIVE FABULOUS FUN FOOTLES
Sponsored by: JAN ALLISON
Poem Details | by
Jesse Day |
Categories:
confusion, funny, hope, muse, satire, trust, truth,
I struggle to tell her this truth,
I consult with her pleasing smile.
Woe is a world where flaws exist,
As stains breed until flavors amend.
She hears me mince through fearful smarm,
Pandora hopes she leaves this peek alone.
A whim which daunts a doting kiss,
My muse weeps with this ugly breath.
If her heart breaks then mine will too,
She deserves a sweet little lie.
...........................................................
Contest Entry: A Special Secret
Sponsor: Lewis Raines
Poem Details | by
Charlie Knowlton |
Categories:
dog, funny, good morning, morning, muse, pollution,
Wisping kitchen sunlight
through dust and wood smoke.
Golden hairs from her body
from a shake as she woke.
Rising up gently
slowly down as they float.
And brushing my oatmeal
with a fresh yellow coat.
Poem Details | by
João Camilo |
Categories:
humorous, muse, poetry, poets,
I know you craved for a poem
but there is a bigger problem:
I am stuck with the word seven
rhyming with the word heaven.
Maybe, from the spring I drank
merely poured verses in blank,
but no, an orphic power compels
and the poem flees and rebels.
So this is the best gift I have,
perhaps gray like a cold grave.
You may even claim it is fine
but I will not write a new line,
until my muse arouse again
and poesy is set to entertain.
Poem Details | by
William Darnell Sr |
Categories:
february, humor, journey, literature, me, muse, poetry, success, word play, words, writing,
Who Am I;
Who I am!
You;
may know me?
But you have no idea:
who I am?
See me?
I'm there;
Inside you now.
- Look?
See me again;
Right here, it's me!
- Who am I
- Who I am
Whoops!
Ha! Ha!
Well:
who was he?
Epic!!!
Revised Edition: August 23, 2021, 8:17 AM (EST)
Poem Details | by
Dave Moore |
Categories:
angst, depression, dog, funny, good morning, humor, muse, pets,
THE MEDITATOR
Oh what joy it seems to me
Drinking an early morning tea.
While watching the sun rise across the Bay
Changing night into day.
My Maltese, lies stretched across my knees
Knows he's not here to play but me to please,
But, my time to meditate just went sour
Oh God – What is the hour?
Not time to mediate
Just to contemplate.
Mistakes I've made and things I dread
How fast can I get back to bed?
One last thing so you don't get bit.
NOLI TANGERE CANEM MEAN. MORDIt !
It is what I wrote on his tag
So disregard those speedy wags.
Hope I spelled that right.
It means: "DON'T PAT MY DOG, HE BITES !"
Poem Details | by
Daniel Turner |
Categories:
humorous, muse,
My muse is on the loose in this blank page
At times I search for hours between these lines
An open notebook is an open cage
And when she leaves she's very hard to find
I try arousing her to no avail
With doodles in the margin killing time
I'll take a break, go out and check the mail
But she remains as silent as a mime
And yet I know that she will soon return
She's staring from this paper now at me
I guess you'd think by now that I should learn
When inspiration comes then there she'll be
She seems to come out when it's late at night
And always wakes me up and makes me write
original poem by Daniel Turner