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Poem Details | by Eric Nolan |
Categories: funny, happiness, life, satire, upliftingme, me,

My Butt Crack

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 


Eric (and sometimes not)

Poem Details | by Jan Allison |
Categories: funeral, humorous, money, satire,

Where There's a Will There's a Relative

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,

Main Street Laureate

(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,

Two Wolves

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,

The Internet: Rtrn

A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...

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 ****

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,

The New Year

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,

Model Behaviour

Crowd gawks

Wont style
Forced smile

Strike pose
Fake nose

Weird strut
Flat butt

Scant curves

Lunch skipped


Faux tan

Plucked brow
Used plough?

Long lash
Bleached 'tache

Plump lips
Veiled nips

Waxed mound


Sweet girls
Morph churls

Sly pout
Grim trout

Taut thighs
All lies

Make hot

Not hushed

Mere gaud


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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,

Little Bunny

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

' Friend To Friend ... '

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 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,

Sweatin' the Small Stuff

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 Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: funny, humanity, satire,

Thought Himself Cool

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 Beverly Stock |
Categories: giggle, hilarious, irony, poetry, satire, word play, words,

Inside 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.  


Poem Details | by Joe Dimino |
Categories: community, friendship, humor, humorous, love, poetry, satire,

I Like To Think

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 Tania Kitchin |
Categories: humor, satire,

Autumn Notes

you carry a tune
as delightful as autumn ~
raspy and bitter

Contest: Simply Senryu Contest
Sponsor: John Lawless

Poem Details | by Dr. Robert Ippaso |
Categories: confusion, environment, hope, humanity, humor, inspirational, satire,

Has Our World Gone Mad

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
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 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 Alkas Poetry |
Categories: allusion, creation, humorous, satire, wisdom,

Miranda Saying

While love is totally blind, the body behaves  as voyeur in  mind

Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: humorous, satire,

A Case of the Blues

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 Sunlite Wanter |
Categories: humorous, satire,

To Delete the Programmed Brain

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 Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories: humor, people, satire, sick,

Quit Yer Bellyachin'

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 Jslambert Mister Roboto |
Categories: funny, on writing and words, people, satire, urban,

Souper Sex Change

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

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,

Dear Michelle

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.