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Gregory R Barden
He lay there, shattered,
the shell of his former self,
scrambled beyond hope ...
Not really her fault ...
all she wanted was a quiche,
but she'd pushed too hard.
Written and submitted on January 31, 2019
For the "Pithy Pants" Poetry Contest
Maureen McGreavy, Judge & Sponsor.
death, fun, heart, life, spiritual,
When When Then Yoga
Your downward dog is barking and
Your cat pose is meowing and
Your tree pose is swaying and
Your cow pose is mooing and
Your cobra pose is striking and
Your sphinx pose is speaking and
Your child pose gets naughty and
Your warrior one gets shot and
Your warrior two goes down and
Your corpse pose stiffens.
Your yoga journey ends.
Comments: This poem is dedicated to me, the world’s stiffest yoga dude. Namaste. FEEDBACK WELCOME
Peter Lewis Holmes
fun, poetry, satire,
Oh I am a little metaphor
I love to play a word,
today I am a fortress on
Tuesday I’m a bird
On Wednesday I’m a simile
cos I’m like a train, storming
into history,to play this wordy game
On Thursday’s I push the boat out,
ploughing through the waves, then
Fridays I’m like a scimitar, slicing
through the raves
And if you catch me weekend, I
won’t hold a grudge, just take me
as you find me, wink, wink,
nudge, nudge, nudge.
cat, fun, nonsense, sympathy,
Oh ... grandfather's violin
It sounds like cat crying
Then why did I inherit you
Me in classical world
Oh ... grandfather's violin
05.08.2015 A-L Andresen :)
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abuse, addiction, adventure, age, betrayal, body, boyfriend, brother, conflict, confusion, courage, culture, death, forgiveness, fun, high school, how i feel, inspirational, life, loneliness, lonely, loss, lost, murder, mystery, paradise, psychological, racism, rights, stress, teen, teenage, time, voice, wisdom, words, world, write, youth,
Happiness in a Wrong way – Zamreen Zarook
In the notion of seeking happiness,
I thought of stepping in to nonsense,
I dream I could find success,
But I had only little access.
Every attempt that I lend,
It was an utter failure at the end,
My life was full of difficult bend,
But God is always there as a good friend.
My deeds travel in various ways,
Some times in subways,
Or in times it goes in highways,
But I had the belief, God is there always.
North and south families surrounded,
East and west friends are rounded,
Every time fear on death soughed,
I am trapped, and my merits are loaded.
Leo Larry Amadore
anxiety, art, blue, death, depression, fun,
Some Old, Short Ditties
Our sojourn on Earth
is of diminutive worth.
Our small time is spent
(and no more are we lent!)
long before we're ready.
Drunkening wine of heady
illusion obliterates thought
and causes confusion.
Fleeting is life!
'Ere any purpose
life is gone --
and we're defeated!
Colin James Platt
animal, cat, eulogy, fun, love, mother daughter, mystery,
My cat is so lovable she really makes me humble
She loves to play and cuddle and roll around and tumble
She can look into my soul with those oh so seeing eyes
What does she feel as she licks and cleans her daughter?
I can only say its love, what else?
I watch her as she sleeps, I can see that she dreams
I know she is a soul, just like you and me
Please keep in mind this simple token
That we are all part of God and the chain cannot be broken
adventure, celebrity, character, confusion, culture, death, fun,
Frog 1 And 2 – Haiku
lights, stage, action, shoot
frog sings opera, hat, cane
jumping to conclusions, sad
frog misses pad, croaks
dad, death, memory,
deep sea fishing with my dad
celebration, death, fun, funeral, humorous, light, night,
Viking, Viking burning bright,
on a pyre in the night,
though the wind howls and bites,
this funeral is out-of-sight!
Through the cold and falling snow,
on the lake your fire glows,
the ships combusts, and now I know
this here is how I want to go.
*-Obviously patterned off William Blake's famous poem 'The Tyger.'
adventure, dark, death, freedom, fun, identity, insect,
Insect Part Three
Once there was a forest of the night
Vegetation underbrush so thick
Little creatures walk around in it
Never in a straight line
One bug in particular stood out
Antennae moving north and south
It had something in its mouth
Perhaps another nasty insect trying to escape
Once there was a forest of the night
No light got in no life got out
absence, confusion, creation, eulogy, fun, funny,
This poem has yet to finish.
It's barely past the start.
It hasn't any followers
and isn't yet an art.
The subject is not written:
direction not quite clear.
My reason for it's being
is only what is here.
The length is getting longer
with nothing more to say.
Without a proper ending
it just might run astray.
I'll say my final thoughts
in hopes they'll bring an end.
But really; who'm I kidding,
a sequels 'round the bend.
absence, adventure, death, education, fun, silly, wisdom,
Not Doing The Dishes
When you die you become less active
Can't play in traffic any more
Doing chores is so impossible
Forget about dating, bathing, taking out the trash
Fear of disease when deceased has passed
Talking to strangers no longer matters in oblivion
Living is less strenuous when dead
Please close the cover on the casket
I can't do it; that's for sure
If you do death, do it once
There is no fun in repetition
You can't catch fish with a loaded gun
Some one else will have to do the dishes
Emily the band geek
death, death of a friend, depression, emo, goodbye, gothic, suicide,
The car door slamming shut
I knew what was about to occur
memories flew into my head
scattered like a scrapbook
I start to tear up
running fast towards the
hospital room, she was
My face tear stained
as the world around me
stops. Silence is all I hear
as I say goodbye.
There once was an old man from York
Who choked on a large chunk of pork
He croaked for his wife
Who ended his life
By digging it out with a fork
computer, fun, poetry,
THE WHITE SCREEN OF DEATH
'Tis the white screen of death
When Poetry Soup won't load.
Is it now my laptop that has crashed
Or Poetry Soup on overload?
It strikes terror in our poets' hearts
Right around the globe.
What do we do when we can't share?
We pull out our hair, we think we might explode.
Where are our friends with whom we link
The daily thoughts and prose we pen?
They are our life line in this haven,
On whose comments we depend.
'Tis a sad and sorry sight
To see decline in poets' health
When Poetry Soup won't load -
'Tis the end we fear, the white screen of death.
© ELR 2013
Jessica Amanda Salmonson
death, depression, fun, humor, sad, silly, suicide,
fun, funeral, funny, hilarious,
My relatives came in droves to stare at my dead body.
And it ticked me off.
I flitted and fluttered and tried to signal them with a cough.
The only one who saw me was my little granddaughter Ashley.
A baby who lived far away,
Who when I was alive I barely knew.
I thought it was strange they could come to my house now.
When I could no longer cuddle them or laugh or be seen
Just a dead body.
To stare at
I truly think this was pretty dhrammned mean.
eulogy, fun, funeral, funny,
A sinkhole swallowed my friend.
Thankfully, my house was still around the bend.
At least to remember, I need not travel far.
I hope my insurance covers this brand new car.
age, family, fun, funeral, funny, wedding,
YOU ARE NEXT!
Wedding coat finery
covering my wretched dismay.
After pinching cheeks
aunties would always say,
“You are next!”
as if saying made it so.
Countless times it happened
no matter how often I said no.
Until I discovered how to stop it
using this little ironic gem;
now when I see them at family funerals
I started saying it to them!
friend, friendship, fun, funeral,
Last time I saw Mary
There she was sitting ‘neath a big shady tree
Sunlight was sparkling through the branches that day
Then Mary squinted and she looked up at me
She said Michael won’t you sing me just one more song
Won’t you sing me a song at my grave
Said I to Mary I won’t just sing you one
I’ll probably sing you fourteen
No more tears and Gloryland
Cousin Mary and He
This is kind of a parody but not really. It's very old, but I could only remember the first two lines. The second was applicable nor appropriate so I left it out. The rest is original.
RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY
If ye be a poet
Smile through my teeth"
An inscription on a tombstone in memory of Peter Elsewhere who was a poet.
Written on 5th Nov, 2014
dance, eulogy, fun, lust, sensual, sexy, woman,
Here lies (but I must tell the truth)
A Stag Party Dancer named Ruth
A natural wonder
Who caused priests to blunder
Inside the confessional booth
anxiety, bereavement, children, conflict, destiny, fun, senses,
I stepped out on the sidewalk.
Each slab a solid stone.
My feet went pitter patting
as I went on alone.
Ahead the path seemed narrow.
The pressure on my legs.
I struggled with my footing.
My eyes greased back like eggs.
The journey now a day-dream.
A moment for my time.
The wind upon my ear-drums.
My mind nowhere to climb.
With runners on the surface,
my instinct not to talk.
A grime upon my soles.
A sticker for the walk.
death, fun, funny, humor, truth,
I will lie on a bed breathing shallowly, then suddenly depart.
In an instant all of my possessions will be yours.
Only then will you see what a slob I was.