Little April
blues lyrics, calendar love
Gossip
The dark clouds gathered before thunder Oh I wish (if only) the rain would deliberately rain down and touch carefully her palm The most important thing is I felt her in my veins The memories of her flow steadily They are like the fi
Driving Miss Daisy......
Unusually black night driving back from a job ......
William Shakey
An ode to the life less lived
Vertical
Well! nuff said anti haiku
Joke
time for some levity
Angry dwarf
A dwarf has his reasons never discuss the finer points of pole vaulting
Writers block
Poetic tomes, grammatical strife in a high piled, white tiled, scrabble life consonants collide vowels vault the sentence structure isn't neat a faulty concept incomplete I'll have to have another try this poetry nonsense is do or die :)
Death bed joke
spotted from Rabbi Shmuley Boteach video
Nun of the Above
some zesty word play ..
Masks and the office
Masks may introduce a new dynamic into the office haha
Towering Wino
Don't dream about this guy :)
Cow Attack
A little bit of light-hearted humor and a smile for you all. :-) "Roy" is my cousin, and he did find the truck and was instructed to get it cleaned out- white glove style- Cost him a small fortune, but it was well worth it. He was also instructed to put leather scented air freshener in it. The windshield was replaced as well. The 'ol truck was sold to a 16 year old boy who had been dreaming of some wheels of his own. :-)
Driving Error
Driving Instructor: “why do you keep coming back Dave?” David: “I want to pass”. Driving Instructor: “you won’t pass unless you take the goddam test!” David: “I’m not sure I’m ready”. Driving Instructor: “I’ve spent more time driving w
Night adventure
Just an attempt to write something funny
The Horse Clinician
Last Fall my beloved and I went to go watch our neighbor who trains horses, and he recounted to us his feelings on the whole thing. This is a telling of his experience.
Be-Twixed
How do you like your chocolate?
Ten Little Boyfriends
Just a fun poem based on TEN LITTLE INDIANS.
On and On and On She Goes
I must be a terrible person.
Round and Round
A thought on life
Online Dating
A fun tale about the trouble with online dating.
Clearance rack
Overheard this sorting through the clearance rack
Let your Love Shine! It's Time!
True loves Desires
Vicky
The Landing Strip Is Now Open
THE F-word
freedom is learning out of education time essential for knowledge.
IF
Sometime there are a lot of "ifs" in our life)))
Bunny
I often write poetry some are witty, others are of feelings that I felt at the time of writing the poem.
Toilet power, Dad growls
You know me ... And my quicky lines ....Ha ha ha
farewell BMW
Well I took a heavy spill and I royally broke a part of my head I wrote off my motorcycle and I spent three months in a bed well she was gonna be my bike I was gonna be her man but a truck got between us and it quickly put an end to my
CRUEL RAIN
Its rained for days i'm locked in
Shy guys.
Don't be shy.. Just say hi.. I don't bite. ??
MY NEW GARDEN
Observations making my new garden grow for birds and ME
No More Sad Poems
No need for sad poems A millionaire is not going to give me money To brighten up my life And make all my days be sunny The rich have jets and yachts They don't want sad poems that might spoil their day Smart people got what they got And dumb
Sorry
Sorry the sky isn’t blue Sorry no hugs for you Sorry I lied Sorry had to hide Sorry you attacked me Sorry you slapped me Sorry you ran out of the room SorryI sprayed you with perfume. Sorry you're so bizarre Sorry I wanted to punch yo
Lower Back Pain
I've got Lower Back Pain and its so hurt.
DAYDREAMING
Just daydreaming AGAIN
A RUDE AWAKENING
Glad I don't dream much
YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU'VE GOT AT FIRST GLANCE
Got to admit a couple of poets on here inspired me to write differently. And of course you just never know at first glance what you have
"triangle"
spiraling debauchery the pit in which I fell tis fiendishly amoral the tale of which I'll tell I dreamt of tax accountancy but my parents had a goal to live their dreams vicariously by dint of rock and roll I played the aul triangle
A grown-up kid
This was first written for my son and keeps changing
the "Raven"
the 'Raven' is a diner that lapps the sea foreshore it haunts my mangled memory as it raps upon my door apple tart and finest cheesecake when I can't eat no more yet alas quoth the raven : ordermore! broad bearded, prone to rages I ha
I CAN'T REMEMBER -- author unknown
I'm 70years old, I read this poem for the first time when I was about 8, my mother had got it from a friend at work.