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Poem Details | by
Terry O'Leary |
Categories:
funny, romance,
There once was a raven haired Shrink
who had orange Juice Tequilas to drink
while her scarlet souled Beau
sucked her tinted red Toe
and she paled when he tickled her Pink.
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
humorous,
Imagine if our poop was a pretty pink
Or smelled like a dozen red roses
Beautiful music was heard when we tooted
There'd be no need for holding noses
We'd relish the thought of soiling our whites
To show off a new shade of pink
And proud to fart Ludwig's Fifth Symphony
While sitting on the throne by the sink
It can possibly be construed as a bit unusual
To be writing a poem about poop
But pink poop deserves special recognition
So let's all just let out a big whoop!
Imagine if our poop was a pretty pink
And smelled to high heaven of roses
We'd be so proud of our load of pink magic
There'd be no need for holding noses
© Jack Ellison 2013
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
humorous,
There once was a fellow named Chad
With a reputation for being quite bad
Drank all night long
Wearing just a pink thong
Too overweight to be skimpily clad
(eeeewwww!!!)
© Jack Ellison 2015
Poem Details | by
Arthur Vaso |
Categories:
animal, color, crazy, funny, hilarious, humorous, uplifting,
The Pink Elephant
As I drove to work one day
In amazement a pink elephant crossed my way
I was shocked to see her in the middle of town
With bright purple spots and wandering around
Oh she was not a usual sight
The police though didn’t believe I was right
Thought I was crazy, nuts or drunk
Out comes the breathalyzer, hope I am not sunk
Now as I convince them of my crazy sanity
There she comes, my lady in her pink dress of vanity
And wow she’s got purple spots and bedroom eyes!
For under her dress, so full and curvaceous
She has all the pages of my poetry salacious!
Note: Inspired by a Just for Laughs video, filmed here in Montreal!
Poem Details | by
The Grahamburglar |
Categories:
childhood, children, funny, kid, moon, my child, parents,
I really want the moon, who smiles oh so bright,
to be a little different, if only for tonight.
Last night it was a circle, same as the night before,
its always been a circle, and that is such a bore.
So little star up in the sky, I wish I may and might,
make the moon a triangle, and make it pink, not white.
2/21/16
*Last night my 2 year old daughter saw the moon and said, "I really want the moon to be a triangle, but it keeps being a circle!"
Poem Details | by
Paloma P |
Categories:
allegory, drink, humor, imagery, imagination,
Intoxicated pinkish elephants
electrified in splendiferous drunkenness
surmised surrealistic playgrounds
of surround sound echoing laughter &
expansivly lit hot air balloons
merrily drifting to embrace star-dusted
skies' kaleidoscopic enchantment
ever wonder,
do intoxicated pink elephants hallucinate
the same as our own alcoholic delirium
Poem Details | by
Barbara Gorelick |
Categories:
funny, house, house,
Inebriated Bob painted his house bright pink
His poor neighbors raised a hell-of-a stink
Then in October
Finally got sober
Took one look at the house and asked for a drink
For the Tickle Me Pink contest
Poem Details | by
Emily Westfaul |
Categories:
animals, food, funny,
There once was a pink, pig named Bill,
who climbed up a big, big hill.
He climbed to the top
not to be pork chop,
but his big owner found him still.
Poem Details | by
Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
funny, imagination,
As I desire outside just at daybreak
Watch the sleepy sun rise in the mist
So I'll go out, get tools, leaves rake
An excuse to watch that sun rise; my risk
Then I see that one Pale Pink Running Rose
The one deserving its picture taken
I'll get the camera; rose will pose
Leaving chore; leaf raking forsaken
Maybe I'll cachinnate, hide from work
I'll beek in sun think of shenanigan
Go to creek, try to see fish through murk
Couchant posture dip fingers, dawn began
The anacoluthia of these lines
Requires couchant posture very fine
Poem Details | by
Liz Walsh |
Categories:
funny
My lines are kind of groovy
And my hair is pink
My stick is rainbow coloured
And my boots are green
Punk rock my favourite listening
There is magic in the air
All these silly things don't matter
That beset my brain
I want sparkles in my fizzy drinks
And beauty to entrance me
As I push my little pea-green boat
Out to an excited sea.
Poem Details | by
Eve Roper |
Categories:
allusion, funny, sick, song,
singing a song of harmony
cheerfully sung eternally
covered in pink so perfectly
my silly desire of tenacity
cheerfully sung eternally
from just drinking herbal tea
my silly desire of tenacity
pink is all I wore for certainty
from just drinking herbal tea
rushed to the emergency
pink is all I wore for certainty
embarrassed I’ll be for eternity
rushed to the emergency
covered in pink so perfectly
embarrassed I’ll be for eternity
singing a song of harmony
7/22/2016
A Monorhyme and Pantoum form with no perfect meter
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
humor,
Wonder if everyone looks as goofy as me
When I open my yap and about to sneeze
Till a bug does invade
In my throat it does stay
Noticed it was wearing a pink chemise
© Jack Ellison 2015
Poem Details | by
Brenda Mcgrath |
Categories:
fun, humorous,
My hot pink toes look sexy on my feet,
They smile at me from my sandals in the heat.
It makes me happy when I have pink painted toes,
I paint them even in winter, although nobody knows.
Poem Details | by
Jan Allison |
Categories:
change, humorous, political,
The first lady has caused quite a stink
She wants the White House painted bright pink
Now will the first lady dare
Turn the oval office square
Maybe these plans will get a rethink!
FICTION WRITE ... I HOPE!
01~22~17
Poem Details | by
Evelyn Rose |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, color, heart, humorous, nonsense, rose,
today feels like pinkness.
pink is girly and pretty,
two things i am not.
grapefruit is reddish/pink
and so is a pig.
piglets are cute,
but they are just as stinky
as pigs.
pink balloons can float up to space,
where astronauts will pop them
and listen to them cry out
the little pink secrets
we blew into them
when they were just young.
lips are full of pink.
they make pink pouts
and pink kisses.
teenagers curse in their lips,
and adults curse their teenagers.
pink is a heart,
but not a real heart.
those are red and blue
and don't break as easy.
Poem Details | by
Liz Walsh |
Categories:
funny
My lines are kind of groovy
And my hair is pink
My stick is rainbow coloured
And my boots are green
Punk rock my favourite listening
There is magic in the air
All these silly things don't matter
That beset my brain
I want sparkles in my fizzy drinks
And beauty to entrance me
As I push my little pea-green boat
Out to an excited sea.
Poem Details | by
Robert Pettit |
Categories:
funny,
Why don’t you go and tickle me pink?
When I’ve had enough, I’ll give a wink.
If you overdo,
I just might turn blue.
I might throw up my guts in the sink.
Poem Details | by
John Loving Iii |
Categories:
art, family, funny, people, school, time, wedding, love,
don't you just love
the skin your in?
dimples on your cheeks
when you smile and grin
light and darkness make beauty begin
blending elegance and cuteness
from forehead to chin
your eyes
for the very first time i've seen
"The windows of the soul"
your hair
I would prefer black or grey
but for now, i guess pink is O.K.
don't you just love the skin your in?
i do
Poem Details | by
Paula Goldsmith |
Categories:
beauty, dog, fun, happy, humor, kid, uplifting,
pretty pink puppy
painting paisley pajamas
prancing playfully
Date Written:2/26/2023
"2 Place"
Poem Details | by
Gerald Dillenbeck |
Categories:
beauty, color, earth, humor, nature, science,
So many ways to slice nature's cultured pie,
yet all of them under
octave colorational sky.
Nature
even human nature
can arrive dressed in pink kindness
rare as nonviolent ultraviolet
Yet when grace of white snow
reincarnates dark bark winter trees
as sun spreads His last
light
lusty pink gasp
across EarthMother's horizoned landscape
For a moment,
perhaps enough to gaze one second enraptured time,
all snow-covered life forms
Curiously waiting
quietly seducing
just outside my kitchen window,
invoke blushing pink
to wink goodbye
to this frozen day
Now remembered,
where nature flirts refaced
wearing lacey
fading
pink light kindness.
Poem Details | by
Gargi Saha |
Categories:
funny,
Once was drinking Gelusil
A liquid that aids digestion, effervescent in acidity
Suddenly some amount spilt on the floor unnoticed
A colony of black ants scurried up to lap the pink river
All of them drank it full fledged to their hearts content
And submerged into a pool of relief and pacification
From Burping, Nausea and Gastro Esophagus Reflex Disease
No more complaints and visits to the family doctor now
So from then, intentionally spread Gelusil after meals
To give a piece of serenity to my infinitesimal black pals.
WRITTEN FOR THE MEMBER CONTEST
TICKLE ME PINK
SPONSORED BY LISA COOPER AND DARK POETESS
Poem Details | by
Dale Gregory Cozart |
Categories:
color, humor,
With color names I get the gist;
Pink colors are for girls like, “Mist”.
But what about the men?
Every now and then
Pink could be “Sebaceous Cyst”.
Poem Details | by
Mike Gentile |
Categories:
cute, destiny, humor, humorous, image, loss, scary, silly,
Her bottle of Pepto was missing
Her husband could hear all the hissing
Her cheeks sighed a sigh
Explosion was nigh
The pooper her cheeks are now kissing!
Poem Details | by
Randy Johnson |
Categories:
funny, humor, humorous,
I'm the human version of the Energizer Bunny.
People laugh at me but I don't think it's funny.
I put on this rabbit costume and the zipper broke.
I'm stuck in this rabbit costume and that is no joke.
I'm trapped in this costume that is pink.
I've been trapped for three years and I sure do stink.
When I ask people for food, they give me carrots.
I hate being a vegetarian, I can no longer bear it.
I must get out of this costume and I have a damn good reason.
Hunters have rifles and tomorrow is the start of rabbit season.
I'm sick and tired of being a laughing stock to humanity.
Please get me out this costume before I lose my sanity.
Poem Details | by
Alkas Poetry |
Categories:
allegory, art, creation, extended metaphor, funny, humorous, poetry,
We who are pink shoes
we always have real fun,
always walking, walking prose ...
parading, parading ... with humor
Constantly we walk so quiet
for walking so much tiredness!
but we gladly adorn fairy feet
we don't complain of boredness ..
We put on our feet and show
elegant body set in glow
we are who carry it
to the prom and sample fair.
We flirt with black shoes
cute but unfaithful companions
oh for tragedy they live all day
silent and stuck to claims ..
They are not smart..what failure
poor guys nor for flirting
bureaucrats they risible faces
all outmoded, tied to shoelaces ...!