by Arthur Vaso |
Categories:
art, beauty, inspirational, philosophy, sad,
The Park Bench
I wish I was a poet
With magical words
To make people see all of the absurd
Tears fly, paintings in pastel die
When we look into our mirrors
We sometimes miss
What love dumps upon all of us
We shed tears, for we forgot to shed fears
I have no legs, nor any crutches
So my voyage has ended
I only observe
Sadness upended
When goodness is confused
When gestures are refused
When the kiss that could have been
When a poets tear seems obscene
The one who hears is often deaf
The deaf sometimes have nothing left
If I could give a kiss away
I would give it to lovers with hearts that sway
Drawing love on paper in may
by Arthur Vaso |
Categories:
art, culture, history, poetry, sorrow, symbolism,
No words
Where there are tears
There are no words
Where there is music
There are no words
Where there is painting
There are no words
Where there is love
There are no words
Where there is passion
Words run and hide
Where there is sadness
There are no words
Where there is poetry
The poet attempts justice to the word
Where there are tears
The poet mystically appears
Where there is death
There are words
Proclaiming dominance to all before
Music art and philosophy
For not all are artists and musicians
All we have left are words and sorrows
How so very sad
And so very absurd
by James Fraser |
Categories:
fun, humor,
I so love this form called Footle
It allows the poet to doodle
With so few words
Whether right or absurd
Now read , short trip, lets tootle
< ;-) >
by George Yiorgos Stathakis |
Categories:
humorous,
I love the word 'stupid'.
I really do!
By using this word
I can denote
actions
that are illogical
lack common sense
appear absurd
or …. are just plain 'stupid'.
I do not use the word 'moron'.
(The word 'moron' is defined in the Merriam-Webster Dictionary as "a foolish or stupid person")
I also don't use 'idiot'.
(The Oxford Dictionary defines 'idiot' as "a stupid person")
No
just 'stupid'
just the action or actions
nothing else
nothing more.
(I hope this poem is not stupid)
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade,
My best feature by far, my bright azure feet.
A mating dance star, prowess cannot be beat.
South American bird, wing span of five feet.
My diving is absurd. Snow white breast is neat.
A morel mushroom head, strutting brown feathers.
Seventeen years of stead, love Pacific weathers.
Three hundred and thirty feet, of dive cannot be beat.
Do not need wet suit or any kind of scub-y.
I am the blue-footed booby.
by Yoni Dvorkis |
Categories:
depression, friendship
Nothing left to hide
Everything is crystal clear
I must sound absurd
How does one confide
In shattered mirrors held dear
Using only words
Why do I reside
In broken hearts filled with fear
Cage confines the bird
Take it all in stride
Love will resurrect good cheer
Mend my broken world
by Mary Wyndee Macaraeg |
Categories:
faith, hope, love, love,
Heartsong is how I call the beating of my heart.
Sound of feeling when I met you from the start.
Having you into my life highlighted a blissful art.
In my existence you have become the greatest part.
Heartsong is the jingle that I hear whenever you sing.
Your voice that I recognize in my heart is the one king.
In my life, you my dear Honey only mean everything.
The love and happiness our togetherness always bring.
Heartsong is the hum of silence without saying a word.
Now we have to face challenges that recently occurred
What we're going through is difficult but never absurd.
Let's keep our love forever and be free to fly like a bird.
by Karen Jones |
Categories:
animal, appreciation,
Honeysuckle hazel breeze
Blowing through my mind's trees
Despite outside with winter freeze
In my heart that's blasphemy
Sunny smiles and heated red touch
Stay a while and fall in lavender love
Jack frost lost his sex appeal
Fireplace warm with toasty teal thrill
Summer songs are our escape
The sing a longs so fun to play
Critters that creep we fascinate
Soon they sleep but we stay awake
Cicada song so wild and absurd
In our home where summer's preferred
Eyes surprised by spying song bird
Never denied inside poetic word
by Savannah Mcfarland |
Categories:
hope, inspirational, love,
Love is a four letter word,
A word that makes people act absurd,
A thing that we want,
A thing that we need,
A thing we always take with greed.
Love, that four letter word,
I cry out, but go unheard,
The thing I want most,
The word we search for, a ghost.
Love is a four letter word,
A word that causes hurt,
A word that causes pain,
A word searched for in vain.
Love, the four letter word,
You cannot grasp or hold,
A thing that may never be,
But you'll find it in Him who is in me.
Love, not just a four letter word,
It is something we all search for.
by John Posey |
Categories:
love, rose, valentines day,
There is a Rose that never fades,
a bloom that never dies,
a blossom brighter than the sky,
yet, soft as angels' eyes.
When I tell people of this Rose
somehow they can't conceive
that such a flower can exist.
They say it's make believe.
They ask me why do I engage
in such absurd charades.
I smile, then say, "I'm loved each day
by a Rose that never fades."
Author's Note:
This was written for Valentine's Day some years ago.. It was framed with beautiful Rose graphics and now hangs over the kitchen sink where my wife can see it every day... Her name is Wanda Rose.... Jake
by Heather Condee |
Categories:
emotions, family, future, growing up, spoken word, teen, wisdom,
What a mess
I must confess
I made of my own life
Immaturity can be
A dull and painful knife
Advice was given readily
Wisdom came like tides
Warned of dangers far and near
That trap young hearts like mine
Stubborn as a mule can be
I scoffed and bucked
So foolishly
Looking back
I made a fuss
Over things now
Old like dust
If I'd listened
If I heard
Words of love
I thought absurd
by Jan Allison |
Categories:
bird, tribute, , cute,
Have you heard of the Kakapo?
A Kakapo … I guess the answer’s no!
Kakapo’s are a breed of parrot but they cannot fly
They are far too heavy and would fall from the sky!
Kakapo’s can live for a hundred years…
A hundred years – I couldn’t believe my ears
It may sound strange yes even quite absurd
But I’ve fallen in love with this cute rare bird
11~14~16
by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories:
character, dance, forgiveness, inspiration, love hurts, nonsense, silly,
Ahhhh! My heart!
She said one word,
And it shattered my soul,
Once so strong,
My diamonds are coal!
Ridicule, disdain, and disgust
Are all her testy mind can must!
I am stupid,
Indignantly so!
How ever with such insults
Shall I properly grow?
My heart! The pain!
The sting of one word!
Tis an ache one looks on
As grossly absurd!
Though as it were,
I must grow tall,
For such a mere word
Shant possibly end it all
I shall laugh—HA HA!!!
And instead I shall dance,
For life is quite great,
And I still have on pants!
Tis I, a gentleman,
Tried and true,
Whom shall never be less,
E'en when I am with you!
HMPH!
by Jack Ellison |
Categories:
nostalgia, words, old, sweet, love, old, sweet,
“Okay then, alright then, toodle-loo, bye-bye!”
Sure love to hear that again
My first wife would end each phone conversation
With this familiar old refrain
Once uttering these words of sheer finality
It was over, finis, a done deal
Even though their words are heard trailing off
Time's up, no chance to repeal
Was definitely over when this sweet lady quoted
These charming memorable words
Am I dreaming or did I actually just hear them again
Can't be true, that's totally absurd!
“Okay then, alright then, toodle-loo, bye-bye!”
Sure love to hear that again
Life has moved on but love to hear them once more
That familiar sweet old refrain
© Jack Ellison 2013
by Christy Stover |
Categories:
addiction, love hurts,
each kiss is a tear
every touch a blood drop
breeding pain and fear
from bottom to top
our brutal love
rages on and on
beneath heaven above
above sweetness come and gone
darkest night falls down
hitting with a resounding thud
in your arms I drown
in an abyss of evil crud
your abundance of addictions
and multitudes of lies
all of love's afflictions
can be seen in my eyes
but no matter how absurd
I have made the vows
that must be honored
the forevers and the nows
by Kendal Pyfrom |
Categories:
lost loveold, old, passion,
Fire rekindle as the old ashes are still burning
The flame in ones soul ignites
The soul awakens as there is a new yearning
In your own world was born a new light
Overflowing passion with ones mind interacting
All your thoughts and memories seemingly far away
The past experiences present counteracting
The love, your love wishes to keep it at bay
Remaining focused and still yet no resolve
Tighten your grip on your own reality
The mixture of your absurd fantasies dissolved
Free yourself from this passion insanity
Wherever you go, you always here their name
That spark, a small spark which was your old flame
by Robert Ball |
Categories:
black african american, love, happy, happy, love,
Happy, Happy as can be,
Together happy you and me.
Living in a home, together
Love will last forever.
If you Love God and yourself,
You’ll be able to Love someone else.
Your Mate is Faithful and true’
She Loves God, and she Loves you.
Bingo, like a snowball, it hits,
You’re in Love and it doesn’t hurt a bit.
Love for your enemies, those who like you not.
It’s the Father’s Command, it’s Spiritually a lot.
So be Faithful have Hope, Love will get you through.
God’s Infinite Wisdom, in the Holy Bible is for both of you.
Blessed by the Holy Spirit, Wisdom is the Word.
Anything else would be totally absurd.
by Simone Segal |
Categories:
inspirational
As luck would have it
But luck is not the word
You attracted reading this
Although it sounds absurd
I have a message for you
I would like to plant this seed
Believe this information
That you are about to read.
Love attracts love
Hate attracts hate
Peace attracts peace
Happiness attracts happiness
I could go on, its an endless list
What you are attracting will persist
So be aware of all you think
You know what I mean
Nudge nudge, wink wink.
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
emotions, feelings, imagery, introspection, loneliness,
Alone
devastated
by years of betrayal
my future feels like it's over.
Contemplating committing suicide
depression has me in its grip
weeping in solitude
suffering all
alone.
Absurd
to cry for love
and yet it feels so sad
watching desire suddenly fade
and passion's burning flame flicker out.
For what is left is nothing more
than a fantasy dream,
fueled by the
absurd.
Adrift
clinging to hope
I'm floating aimlessly
on the fringes of time and space
searching for the other half of my soul.
And the sharp edge of rejection
slices through fantasy
setting feelings
adrift.
(Linked Rictameter)
5/7/2015
by Atour Tamrazov |
Categories:
family, children, people,
'On' is extra, 'in' is sense, 'off' is the absurd away from the free herz:
To be now the new International Democratic Society - we must
Love and see our life as the future in past
by Jan Allison |
Categories:
baby, humorous, parents, sad, society, spoken word, technology,
As parents we just love to hear
our baby say their first word
But in this technological age
I’ve just read something absurd
I love to hear babies babbling
But will this news story vex ‘ya’
The baby didn’t say mama or dada
Its very first word was ALEXA!
Are the parents just seeking notoriety ...
Or is this a poor reflection on today’s society
Poem inspired by this news story
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-5803039/Mothers-shock-baby-sons-word-Alexa-Amazons-personal-assistant.html
6/5/18
by Just That Archaic Poet |
Categories:
love, romance,
Quoth I unto the Rock:
"Hast thou seen an old, black clock
With the Coo-Coo bird abruptly missing?"
Quoth the Rock:
"Sorry, I have not seen the clock
That you have sought:
I've been watching the Lover's kissing!"
*This piece is meant to be absurd; doggerel, I suppose. Just something silly and (hopefully) fun :)
by Mike Youds |
Categories:
funny, on writing and words,
I’ve an inkling to stutter and stammer
In an effort to subjugate grammar.
For although I love words
I adore the absurd
Punctuated, pauses; tend to, enamour.
by Seren Roberts |
Categories:
words, writing,
Your going to write poetry
do so with your soul.
Take a deep breadth.
Breathe out the words as a whole
Your inner self will be revealed
more than you can guess.
Write as it enters your mind
or it will be lost.
Don't strive to be a Tennyson
or Wordsworth and such.
Look around you
at the things you love to touch.
Write simply
don't force out the words.
You will soon become a poet
maybe that sounds absurd.
Let it flow, let it flow
the magic will be weaved.
May not be a masterpiece....it!s
something you alone achieved
Penned 6 June 2015
by Jody-Ann Beckford |
Categories:
love, me,
Smitten by his every move, his every breath,
Moving towards me and I'm dumb struck, lost for words,
I intend to do nothing about it, just enjoy him,
Tempting me, seducing me, how desperately absurd,
Tasting his deliciousness, with each inhale,
Excitement, wondering if he feels it too,
Nothing can stop me from being hopelessly SMITTENED by you.