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Poem Details | by Paul Schneiter |
Categories: humor,

Pollution Solution

Smaltz loved limburger cheese with passion
A fact that turned co-workers’ noses ashen.
The stench made ill all near his breath
Notes on his locker hinted at death.
Smaltz now finds cheddar fragrantly in fashion.

Poem Details | by Rudolph Rinaldi |
Categories: funny, life, pollution, technology,

I Am Sitting Inside My Smart Tv Set With My Wireless Remote Control

I am sitting inside my smart TV set 
with my wireless remote control 
and I can’t seem to get my wireless remote control 
to work for me
can someone out there 
please keep on  changing the channels for me 
to something else


Poem Details | by Darlene Gifford |
Categories: baby, brother, funny, pollution,

He's Fully Loaded

Stinky-Butt crawls
like a snail and leaves a trail.
My baby brother.




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Poem Details | by Volodymyr Knyr |
Categories: animal, environment, humorous, nature, pollution,

Foul Air

It is hard to foul air
in a sleeping bear's lair.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014

Poem Details | by Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories: funny

Ozone Pollution

I suppose that I should apologize

   Cutting her off in traffic was unwise

      With finger she saluted

         Air with vile words polluted

            She clearly intended me to chastise


Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved

Placed No. 2 in BG Gorelick's "Apology Accepted" Contest - December 2010


Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: body, food, giggle, innocence, pollution, rude, senses,

My Missing Quilt

Oh my, I'm suffering from wind I just wish my body would rescind For my quilt I do probe It's on top of my wardrobe Out of reach and totally pinned . Inspired by Jan Allison's Poem 'The Real Gods of Wind'

Poem Details | by Edward Schmitz |
Categories: crazy, funny, giggle, humorous, parody, pollution, simile,

Something Smells

Something Smells Shall I compare you to a stinky fart? Your stench is more profound and daunting Clean wind could blow such clouds apart Yet your trauma remains thus haunting Perhaps a skunk's defense could seem perfume Amongst it's kind like a warrior's pride A bloated corpse could seem ideal to consume Scavengers enjoy those long after they've died But your putrid odor has no possible praise Nor would anyone happily greet you You seem forever cursed to live out your days Sickening everyone that would meet you So long as I use my nose to breathe and my eyes to see I hope you live your life far away from me

Poem Details | by Venu Annamraju |
Categories: car, corruption, humorous, pollution,

'hood'Winked

We had been bribing good,
as long as we could
Fooling everyone, 
under the sun

Rich and poor alike we treated,
didn't care who we cheated
We were robbing under the hood,
cause the money was so good

Norms we dared flout,
when we had the clout
Alas, now we are caught,
what to say we know not

For no amount of spin, 
can cover our sin
Please don't wish us dead,
just because we gave back some lead

Who we are, you may have guessed by now
for those not in the know
Folksdragon. 
Dust Auto.

Poem Details | by Charlie Knowlton |
Categories: dog, funny, good morning, morning, muse, pollution,

Breakfast With My Yellow Lab Lucy

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 Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories: humorous, pollution,

A Social Faux Pas

Pardon me sir, but did you not just break wind?
Pardon me sir, but don't you feel a bit chagrined?

Pardon me sir, but I deem your faux pas mighty gross!
Pardon me sir, but you've left me feeling a bit morose!

Pardon me sir, but on this bus we don't enjoy your sop!
Pardon me sir, may I suggest you de-bus at the next stop!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved

Entry for Poetess Darkly's "Pardon Me, Did You Just..." Contest

Poem Details | by Litan Dey |
Categories: fun, funny, girl, hate, pollution,

Boring Joke

I was trying to tell you something
For a long time
The word that will bore you
Maybe you got mad at me
Embarrassment
Sweating
Smiling lips
Your true and innocent heart stops me
The word is bothering me
I can not sleep
Today I must say this
Please! do not mind
I am saying this from my core feelings 
Today it is very cold!
Do not go outside!

Poem Details | by Alkas Poetry |
Categories: allusion, funny, hilarious, metaphor, surreal,

Less Pollution

To solve the evil of pollution
     just eating less is a solution
     stone poop of indian 
     is real  serious question
     not doing every day is action



   Read in daily newspapers

Poem Details | by Ed Morris |
Categories: humorous, political, pollution, science,

Head In the Soon-To-Be Desert Sand

Climate churning, quite concerning.
   We go right on oil-burning,
Science spurning, undiscerning, 
   Old-time habits not unlearning,
Profits earning, blindly yearning
   For our carefree youth's returning.
.....Little hope for tables turning.....


(Written February 1, 2019, for Maureen McGreavy's Pithy Pants 2 contest.)

Poem Details | by Joe Dimino |
Categories: earth, environment, humorous, ocean, political, pollution, wisdom,

Wind Power

Wind Power, Progressive
flatulence -- no more whale' tales 
from shore to shore – 

Poor ocean dears
needing new steers,
bumping their heads
in our dark – 

“Old lamps for new”
your lantern for my
cute, feel-good spark...
         bumping their 
heads in our dark....
         bumping their
heads in our dark....

Poem Details | by Rudolph Rinaldi |
Categories: art, family, humor, life, political, pollution,

Bullshit

Politics can be 
bullshit
Art can be 
bullshit
Family can be 
bullshit
Life can be
bullshit

bullshit 
can be 
sometimes 
large
sometimes 
small
but never
on the endangered list

Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: betrayal, bullying, goodbye, humorous, political, pollution, satire,

Old Man Trump

Was a really grouchy grump
Who would sit  upon his rump
Like a couch-potato chump
Like a Groper poised to jump
Anything that he could hump
With a tiny little stump
He would huff and puff and pump
Till he found the City Dump
And became another lump
To be flushed straight down the sump
With a thumpety-thumpety thump
(One may NEVER dump a Trump
With a bumpety-bumpety bump)!

Poem Details | by Nick Armbrister Jimmy Boom Semtex |
Categories: art, beautiful, beauty, dog, humor, inspiration, pollution,

Pavement Turd

Pavement Turd
Brown turd in the sun. Just like the bloody song. Brown turd by the wall. The dog's done a big crap over there. Ready for the unwary. Look at the brown dog turd. It steams in the sun. Freshly laid. Almost a work of art. Don't step in it. You'll really smell bad!

Poem Details | by Tony Hargreaves |
Categories: body, destiny, earth, environment, growth, humorous, pollution, science,

Genes Are the Means

he cannot slow the pace 
of population race
he must build more and more
consuming stuff galore
man surely is clever
but now he goes too far
look at so-called progress
and see but selfishness
no wisdom do we find
within his puerile mind
among all living things 
his poison spreads and stings
the answer is quite clear
his genes we engineer
to take him down to size
and bring a compromise
so he will consume less
and thus reduce his mess
then generations on 
this problem will be gone
for when his body mass
is hundred grams or less
his predators will come
bring equilibrium

Poem Details | by Olabosoye Wemimo Olaoluwa |
Categories: art, betrayal, hilarious, pollution, silly, vanity, violence,

Rigid Ego

Wickedness can be use for rapists 
But what will one attach to plagiarists?

Poem Details | by Martin Elster |
Categories: animal, environment, humor, irony, love, nature, pollution,

Lovebugs - Plecia Nearctica

A flurry grays the April air
as clouds of speckles swirl and mate,
euphoric, blazing, unaware

of windshields on the interstate
hurtling through their fevered storm. 
These whirlwind-wings pursuing their fate,

in red and black above the warm
blacktop, link up and live three days.
Tripping on truck exhaust, they swarm,

convinced it’s flora which decays.
They catch the fumes, sweet as the spice
of rot, home in on motorways

and, as they’re turned to mush, think, “Nice!—  
manure, grass clippings—paradise!”