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Poem Details | by
Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories:
angst, feelings, humorous,
Jealousy is not the fear of losing
but the feeling that our position is threatened
As wet sand between your toes, unwanted
Sometimes jealousy turns into obsession
There are many wars, love your enemies ... never
We fight for love as a tender and small sparrow
Bitter taste, there is a fly in the soup
17.01.2017
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Poem Details | by
Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories:
funny
Cuckoo clocks are quite ornate it is said
But those raucous squawks we suffer with dread
Why could not its designer
Have found a bird much finer
Like a sweet trilling canary instead
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Placed No. 5 in Brian Strand's "Five Lines Down" Contest - May 2011
Poem Details | by
Katherine Stella |
Categories:
childhood, food, children, funny, health, imagination, inspirational, life, uplifting, visionary,
< once was an cuckoo bird named Sonny
tagging along gramps as first gunny
shooting up cereal bowls
with dark puffs @@@ nice ~ and ~ slow
Oh how trix rabbit did so runny
Entry For Poets Destroyer 's
Your Favorite Cereal Limerick
GL All
Poem Details | by
Peter Lewis Holmes |
Categories:
humor,
My country is a grown up one,
do we need these kings and queens?
They own the land and interbreed
to protect their royal brand.
They kiss her feet and drink from
her mug, eat bacon from her plate
And in the past Elizabeth one, would
scrape your ashes from her grate
Now her descendant, dripping in
gold, and furs and caviar, doesn’t
Know you or me, but we the people,
pay her bills, and clean her lavatory
They’re all the same, rich parasites,
living off Britain’s honest folk,
Long live the queen and write a poem?
What a bloody joke!
Poem Details | by
Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories:
humorous,
There was once a Swiss clock-maker named Brachs
Who specialized in making cuckoo clocks
But with age he'd lost his touch
He went cuckoo inasmuch
Striving to keep ticks in sync with the tocks
Poem Details | by
Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories:
humorous,
Clock-maker Fritz lived in Bavaria
He was known as best in that area
It was cuckoo clocks he made
None were better at that trade
Cuckoo was he, prone to hysteria
Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
crazy, humorous,
~ Warning ~
'Deep Meaning' lurks just beneath
this shallow conversation...
One egg, please, no smell
Are you mad, sire, pray tell
Heavens, no. I'm off to shampoo
with egg salad gel
Yes. I see that of your normal self, sire
you are but a shell