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Poem Details | by
Eric Nolan |
Categories:
funny, happiness, life, satire, upliftingme, me,
My butt crack
Is quite a split
It supports the rest of me
when I sit
you thought I was gonna say something else didn't you ?
My butt crack
Is a marvel to behold
It was cute when I was young
but now offensive since I'm old
My butt crack
Is pretty darn straight
can you imagine if it was crooked
pretty weird sight I would rate
My butt crack
Is funny to me
when I bend over in my jeans
It peeks out
for you to see
My butt crack
wanted me to write this today
for no other reason
then just to say......................
I gotta split
LOL
Eric (and sometimes not)
Poem Details | by
Jan Allison |
Categories:
funeral, humorous, money, satire,
They crawl out of the woodwork
Shedding lots of crocodile tears
Grieving for an ancient relative
They’ve not visited for many years
‘Auntie Annie’ is barely warm
But now you see the relations swarm
Waiting for the will to be read
They rub their hands with glee
Hoping they will be left
Lots of lovely money
‘Grieving relatives’ is rubbish!! Some are taking the mick ….
These mercenary vultures simply make me sick!
28th January 2017
Poem Details | by
Robert Warlov |
Categories:
humor, irony, poetry, satire,
(On the state of American Poetry- A Non-Poem Poem )
I'm Poet Laureate Of Main Street.
They voted. I won.
' came down to me and the kid whose dog craps on everyone's lawns.
His poem was about a missing red crayon; mine: the stop-sign someone stole from the corner of Elm and Main (I think I know who did it too).
Is it coincident both poems are about loss?
Probably not. Poetry is at it's best when expressing loss.
He'll probably win the position back next year with a weepy poem about not having been chosen Poet Laureate Of Main Street.
That's fine with me, as long as he keeps that damn dog in his own yard.
Poem Details | by
Jessica Amanda Salmonson |
Categories:
animal, death, funny, humor, satire, silly, spiritual,
Each of us have two wolves living inside us
One wants to eat burritos
and watch horror movies.
The other wants to walk about
in its underpants all day
snacking on cheetos between long naps.
The wolf that thrives is the one
who lives on with diabetes while the other
dies of a heart attack.
Poem Details | by
Dan Keir |
Categories:
adventure, dedication, freedom, home, hope, humorous, imagination, inspirational, introspection, journey, life, lonely, loss, lost, metaphor, mystery, nature, nostalgia, people, political, sad, satire, social, sorrow, spiritual, success, time, travel, uplifting, urban, visionary, war, write,
A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...
Procrastination!
Poem Details | by
Flippant She-Creature |
Categories:
funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, health, lost love, love, mother, parody, romance, satire, sorry,
Shall I compare thee to your mother's ****?
Thou aren’t more lovely, but more flatulent.
Rough winds do shake it; and bring on a farce
And all her clothes hath all too short a rent
Sometime too hot-headed of hell doth burn,
And often is the true nature exposed;
And every foul from fowl; my stomach churns,
By reason, or by nature's raging closed.
But thy infernal diet shall ne’er start
Nor gain possession of which now I grasp;
Nor shall we meet again; let’s stay apart,
When in eternal sounds the voice does rasp,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can cry,
So long lives this, and I bid thee goodbye.
Poem Details | by
Frank Polgar |
Categories:
dark, humorous, satire,
welcome to the nightmare
365 days of triskaidekaphobia
where will you hide
The world didn't end in 2012, so now we have to deal with the number 13 all year long. I wrote this poem with that in mind. Of course, my tongue was firmly planted in my cheek.
Poem Details | by
John Michaels |
Categories:
america, beauty, culture, humorous, political, satire, society,
Catwalks
Crowd gawks
Wont style
Forced smile
Strike pose
Fake nose
Weird strut
Flat butt
Scant curves
Unnerves
Small-hipped
Lunch skipped
Stick-thin
Chagrin
Faux tan
Pecan
Plucked brow
Used plough?
Long lash
Bleached 'tache
Plump lips
Veiled nips
Waxed mound
Astound
Forebear
Despair
Sweet girls
Morph churls
Sly pout
Grim trout
Taut thighs
All lies
Make hot
Post-shot
Airbrushed
Not hushed
Mere gaud
Defraud
Model?
Twaddle!
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25 November 2017
For the "Footle Form - Sequenced or Stand-Alone" contest, sponsored by Brian Strand.
Poem Details | by
Khadidja Megaache |
Categories:
cheer up, funny, giggle, hilarious, pets, satire, silly,
Hopping little bunny loved the store,
Hidden by the trees near the shore,
She loved candies and playing outdoors.
‘Stranger danger” her mommy said,
Little bunny didn’t listen she ended up dead.
Skinned alive her fur was painted red,
So listen to your mama stupid thickhead.
Hmm I wonder why I can’t write poems for kids.
Wait.. Why are those parents chasing me with sticks?
Poem Details | by
Moonbee Canady |
Categories:
friendship, funny, introspection, life, people, philosophy, satire, social
A Friend:
One, Who Helps You Get Out Of A Jam
A Partner:
… Is Usually In The Jam With You
A Pal:
Is The One, Who Usually Gets You In The Jam
An Acquaintance:
Someone, Who Heard About The Jam
A Buddy:
Says … Its Your Own Jam Fault …
Poem Details | by
Beverly Stock |
Categories:
giggle, hilarious, irony, poetry, satire, word play, words,
Here is just a little clue,
Look inside the words I write,
Other words hide in there, too,
When packed in tight, they unite.
Scapegoat is the first one,
I don’t think a goat’s aware,
Escaping from this poem,
That his pelt might need repair.
Afterthought is complex too,
A thought that comes thereafter,
After all the work is through,
Thought-too-late distractor.
Airbag? Are you serious?
Air, of course, you cannot see,
Plastic bags are hazardous.
That just makes no sense to me.
Doughnuts are my favorite treat,
It’s true nutlets grow on trees,
Bakery goods are oh so sweet,
But I’m out of dough, you see.
©2020BeverlyStock
Poem Details | by
Andy Morfett |
Categories:
humorous, satire,
A nosegay is just a bunch of flowers
The 'Gift' is a bunch of special powers
A day is just twenty-four hours
Lemons and limes are a pair of sours
A poem is a group of words that rhyme
(At least they do some of the time)
Larceny is just a petty crime
Dirt is just another name for grime
To come out on top is to be the best
To act the fool is to jape and jest
To badger and annoy is to be a pest
Taking a nap is taking much needed rest
To press lips together is to enjoy a kiss
To yearn for someone is to really miss
Trying to find the meaning in all of this
Is to realise I'm just taking the...... !!!
Poem Details | by
Tom Bell |
Categories:
funny, happiness, health, life, philosophy, satire,
Don't sweat the small stuff, they say...
I see it, a different way....
Small problems easily become big,
Make you pull your hair out,
So you gotta' wear a wig!
Poem Details | by
Joe Dimino |
Categories:
community, friendship, humor, humorous, love, poetry, satire,
I like to think that love
is Universal – even little
green men, on boggy worlds
having such fond capacity
like to think that stars
share brilliance affectionately,
giving an extra beam, here and there,
to a fellow where a twinkle lagging
like to think, that vagabond comets,
trade heartfelt sonnets in the passing
like to think that you would love me
forever...even if I wasn't so
poetically cute and clever:)
Poem Details | by
Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories:
funny, humanity, satire,
There was on a planet a smart being
Who praises of his deeds liked much to sing
He thought himself to be cool
Though he was just a great fool
For his end with his acts managed to bring!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
06 July 2017
Poem Details | by
Tania Kitchin |
Categories:
humor, satire,
you carry a tune
as delightful as autumn ~
raspy and bitter
10/8/22
Contest: Simply Senryu Contest
Sponsor: John Lawless
Poem Details | by
Dr. Robert Ippaso |
Categories:
confusion, environment, hope, humanity, humor, inspirational, satire,
I’m confused
At times bemused
By the turn society’s taking,
Sexuality so complex
Gender needing further context
All my preconceptions breaking.
Are cows good
On this we brood
Carbon footprint the new quandary,
Should we fly
Or cycling try
A simpler world I recall fondly.
Left or Right
The current fight
Politicians all grandstanding,
Little caring
Overbearing
Of our hearts and minds demanding.
To take part
Is quite an art
Every word now needing measure,
Opinions rue
So fast to sue
No surprise the past I treasure.
Poem Details | by
Alkas Poetry |
Categories:
allusion, creation, humorous, satire, wisdom,
While love is totally blind, the body behaves as voyeur in mind
Poem Details | by
Patricia Sawyer |
Categories:
funny, imagination, life, people, satire,
Soft, pink satin,
Baby blue with lace.
Underwear, underwear every place.
Hot red silk
Plain white cotton
Underwear here even I had forgotten.
Black and slinky,
Is that a thong?
Underwear like that almost seems wrong.
Blue with Purple polka dots
Roses scattered over lime.
Underwear like that could never, ever be mine!
Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
humorous, satire,
Rex wondered if it really was true,
and developed a case of the blues:
He heard he was out
He was ready to pout--
When he brightened: "It must be fake news!"
Poem Details | by
Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories:
humor, people, satire, sick,
Stop complainin’ ‘bout how much
yer stomach hurt
It’s yer own fault that yer feelin’ that way
Got a heavy Ding Dong diet
of cream-filled, empty truth lies
Low-cal info givin’ ya no energy news blues
Creatin’ irregular bowel movements
that keeps sendin’ ya ta da bathroom
It’s yer own double dog fault,
so quit yer bellyachin’
Just pop a truth pill that gives the fizz ...
suck the liquid medicin’ down,
drink all of it
And change yer diet, change it quick
Otherwise, yer gonna keep gettin’ sick
Poem Details | by
Sunlite Wanter |
Categories:
humorous, satire,
Awaking I find with a click of the eyes,
Little rectangles all colors floating,
Floating and waiting suspended in my brain, so I
“Choose morning duties” – there’s an app for that,
A rectangle lights up, “Feed the cat.”
“Put on your shoes,” a link I click,
“Go walking,” my eyes blink “, and I get my coat;
“Arrow down to ‘music,” blink (an app for that)
Scroll to “Vivaldi, Hum and be happy,” click.
Internal am I as I jog by and by,
I see you--the eyes click “Greetings,” “How are you,”
How did I arrive in this awful tech state?
Trying to know all and be bright as you?
If I’m really smart, I’ll return to my heart,
Blink “delete all” and be free, and be true.
Poem Details | by
Jslambert Mister Roboto |
Categories:
funny, on writing and words, people, satire, urban,
This Lil' poem
had to change it's name
With a title so lame
nearly got sent
to Soup's Hall of Shame!
Never fear
dude's on the poetic rise
silky set a' verses
new curves in them thighs
you bet
boys'll be
rubber neckin'
new flow's strapped
like an automatic weapon
Yep she's got new features
but didn't cost six grand
with a new set a' headlights
give the new girl a hand!
Poem Details | by
Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories:
car, humor, satire, trust,
Me and my mechanic,
we be tight
Whenever my ride goes down,
he get it running right
My mechanic is a real auto pro,
when I send my car to him,
nowhere else do I need go
And on top of that,
he works with your checkbook,
he's very affordable
If you don't have a mechanic like mine,
when your car stops running, you're gonna be
reaching deep in your pockets every time
Paying for this, paying for that
Paying til you're down to your last dime,
and you're broke and have to walk
I suggest you walk right on over
to this good mechanic of mine,
he'll get your car back running fine ...
and leave some money in your pocket too
Saving you some leather on the bottom of your shoe
Poem Details | by
Anthony Scandrick Ii |
Categories:
anniversary, baby, beautiful, beauty, caregiving, child, childhood, confusion, courage, dark, dedication, depression, devotion, freedom, goodbye, graduation, growing up, happiness, hope, humorous, lonely, lost love, love, mystery, passion, satire, slam, sorrow, sorry, success, suicide, teen, thank you, uplifting, write,
You almost had me,
I wanted you,
The way you stuck to me like super glue,
I was feeling you,
But I knew,
I could never have you,
But, the way you looked at me,
The way my body pleads,
We can never be,
Because I’m too old,
And your only thirteen.