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Poem Details | by SKAT A |
Categories: adventure, brother, fantasy, funny, funny love, giggle, girlfriend,

Monkey See

Monkey See~

There once was a monkey named Frank
Who loved to walk the plank
He said too many jokes
Pulled too many hoaxe-s 
Ha! Ha! Ha! Then he got a good spank

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Who's that monkey in front of me
I dare to hang with you on a tree
Oh! What I do? Will you do?
Together we are like glue
Is that my flea or your flea?

~ Skat ~

Contest~


Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: fun, funny love, giggle, humor, people, silly, tree,

Out Pops - a collab with Olive Eloisa Guillermo

Two poets who couldn't agree Raise their voices to their loud pleas One wasn't able to stop His zip open, out pops! Haha, it's a pea, not the size of a tree ©JAFraser and OEGuillermo 15.18pm, April 07, 2015


Poem Details | by Debbie Knapp |
Categories: imagination, inspirational, introspection, dance, beautiful, me, heart, beautiful, dance, hair, heart, joy, life, love, me, giggle,

Sometimes I Feel Beautiful

Sometimes I Feel Beautiful
Driving along thinking about what I’m about to do brings a smile to my faceWithout a doubt my hair and nails make a big difference in the way I feel about myself! When I look pretty; I feel pretty.
Today my nails will be done in pink and white, oh yes, perfect they shall beNothing short of looking delicate and refined I tell myselfI am so excited; the anticipation brings joy into my heart and laughter to my lips! 
My hair appointment is closing inHigh lights and shaping adds a playful and fun demeanorBeautiful is how it’s going to look and beautiful is how I’ll feelI almost need to pinch myself for I wonder is this really happening to me! Tears sting my eyes and giggles flow forthYes; this is my life and this is happening to me!
Thinking of my new makeup and how youthful I’m going to look brings joy into this heart of mineI can hardly wait to put it on as the excitement builds; I dance around and giggleI feel so beautiful thinking how perfect I’ll look with everything finished.
At times I tell myself, “I know he loves me, I can tell”The glowing in his eyes seems to sparkle with love and passionMy Heart beats a little faster as excitement and wonder fills my entire being! Yes, this is how it should always be, a life filled with joy and laughter.
Finding ways to look beautiful helps me feel beautifulIt’s this that causes me to giggle and dance aboutThe unbridled excitement loosened, flowing through my veins fills me with love and wantingTomorrow just maybe this joy will add new meaning and direction causing me to continue feeling beautiful..
                                                                                           Debbie Knapp


Poem Details | by Davina Browne |
Categories: best friend, cute love, funny love, giggle,

Stand by me

Stand by me in the fields of dreams,
Where the clouds part and the sunset light beams,
Hear the river as it streams,
Down to where it redeems
Stand by me where the flowers blooms,
Where the sun does not loom,
Out of sight is where the fairies zoom,
This is where the animals groom,
Stand by me under the willow tree,
Where we once fell and grazed our knees,
Here is where the grass made us sneeze
Where we lied and cuddled and squeezed 


Poem Details | by Bethany St John |
Categories: lost love, me, me, giggle,

Time to Let You Go

You could always make me laugh
You knew just what to say
Your jokes could be so freakin lame
But I'd giggle anyway

You'd take me out to eat some ribs
We'd laugh and stuff our faces
Our waitress couldn't help but smile
While we joked of life and its fazes

You were crazy and hilarious
Constant, caring and sweet
You made me feel like I could soar
I could conquer any challenge I'd meet

I got to meet your 'family'
And loved them from the start
I'd found some friends to keep forever
But you and me, we've grown apart

You weren't supposed to walk away
Now memories is all I got
I try to forget and move ahead
But my heart has saved you a spot

I promised you I'd be your friend
No matter, come what may
I'd forgive you and encourage you
I'd never walk away

Now I've done my part and said my piece
I've tried to make you care
But all I get is hurtful silence
It all seems so unfair

But now I realize I'm a fool
And this one thing I know
I've drained myself for one who won't care
And it's time to let you go


Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: giggle, love, me, sweet, , Lullaby,

Feel Me

Feel me an emotion deep inside your heart,a soft crimson rose reicarnated, a red heart full of velvet petals ,birthed from a white wild simple daisy embroided in mystique passion,a bacchus of wine in finest aroma of verses, and deepest thoughts of you.Feel me ,as I come back to you,in your night,a gentle sweet wind through your open window, caressing your face,breezing you in a sweet dream,breathin you in,lullabying you on a ride just for two,me and you,in a beautiful forest by the lake,lying down on a carpet of golden leaves.Feel me there,once again,Feel me so very close to you.taste me,taste my juicy strawberry lips as we kiss,a wet kiss.Feel me in the fresh liquid raidrops cleansing your mind,from every worry,from every trouble, as i pat your back,and listen to you,to your wants,to your needs,and to your every thought.Let me listen to your silent voice,echoing inside my own existence!Let me feel you,your wishes,your dreams,your past,your present,Let me listen to who you are and what you are,what you want,let me be here,feel me,cos I am here for you.Feel that little soft spot in my heart,that soft spot full of love and warmth ,reserved just for you.Feel me as we dream,as we hug,as we snog,under yesterday's lanterne,in the park,holding hands ,once again. Feel me as we walk and talk,smile and giggle all the way,Feel me as we lie on the rocks,gazing in each other's eyes,cheered by tamed silver waves,covered by a warm balnket of shining stars,Hugging the golden Moon,in blue black velvet skies.Feel me as i dip my brush in oils,painting this path,a garden of Eden,created just for you.A path of coloured rainbows where we can walk.where we can dream,where we can live and love,where we will never lose each other again.A path where emotions and feelings aren't hid.a path, where i will always feel loved by you,and you will always feel loved by me.Feel me a candle flame born just for you.I don't wanna go away again,I want to stay here with you.I don't want you to go away,I want you to stay here,with me.I want you to love me ,as you did in the past,I want to feel your passion,your love once again,I want to feel your hearbeat,that heart, i loved so much.I want, need to know you love me stillFeel my love,cos i always loved you ,and I always will.Feel me as your hand cups my breast.Let your palm feel the drumming of my heart,Feel me, cos I'm still so much in love with you. New Version : Feel Me .. Feel me, an emotion deep inside your heart A blushed rose reincarnated from withered petals Birthed in fervent passion and affectionate thoughts of you. Feel my colours of red- wine within the jet-black of your night Let me rest upon your pillow breathing in your lullaby. Feel me on blanket of blown leaves and a dew-lush zephyr breeze Taste me,taste my waters from fresh rain,let me wash away your pain. Let me cleanse your mind and soul from saxaphonic blues. Let my fingers run way down all over your back as I listen to desires ,wants and jazzy tunes. Let me hold on to your hand,while we walk,giggle and talk. Let us sit on our on the old bench where our hearts were scarred by stems. Feel me fall where footprints rest.Pick me up,feel my caress. Watch me paint a rainbow path with palettes of hundred hues Let your secret garden blossom where my velvet bleeds its blooms. Feel me, Feel me by your sideLet me capture sun and moon within the fire of your eyes. Feel me, can you hear my plea ? My beloved you...Come close..Come get lost in me
Least Viewed - Contest sponsored by Marugo Mo Rewritten : 19th October 2016


Poem Details | by Travis Klingler |
Categories: love, night, girl, lonely, night, smile, giggle,

My Sweet Girl

On a lonely night at 11 pm, a bored boy tried social networking again He wrote on his wall, he played some games, and he checked his online friends for some familiar names There it was all alone, a girl who was lonely too, what could come of this? Who knows? A message sent to her and one was sent back A few more messages and we were on the right track A movie date first, a sledding date after, Valentine’s Day night was filled with hugs and laughter Then under the moon light, she looked into my eyes, her giggle made me smile and a kiss sealed the night This girl is my girlfriend my perfect other half, she can fix all my problems with only a laugh Her eyes are like gems, her smile is art, and she is not just pretty she is also so smart You are the best, and that won’t change when you read this I hope you don’t think I am strange


Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: giggle, holiday, love,

- Rio de Janeiro And Carl -





Carl is still in Rio
He is hooked on the casino
Sweet love in moonlight
Cherry musk all night
His libido is like a volcano













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Poem Details | by Wendy Beaudoin |
Categories: love, mother, giggle,

My Mom

She's the sparkle on the ocean 
in the sunny summer's light
She's the diamonds on the snow 
on a moonlit winter's night

She's the calm of the morning 
before the world has come alight
She's as gentle as a breeze 
on the quiet beach at night

She's the backbone of our family 
for as far back as I recall
She's always patient, always cares 
and always loves, most of all

She's so strong in her beliefs 
as she's taught her girls to be
She's tough when there's a need 
but it's gentleness I see

She always wears a smile 
as though nothing makes her mad
She has a special giggle 
how can anyone stay sad?

She's the closest thing to perfect 
that I will ever see
If I live to be a hundred 
I will never be like "SHE"

 


Poem Details | by Robin Lane |
Categories: love, music, giggle,

Soundtrack

You manage to sneak
your way into every line of every song,
every rise and fall of the volume,
every repetition of a phrase,
and once you’re there, I play your face
along with the arpeggios.
Your smile becomes a musical phrase,
your laugh becomes a giggle of drums,
your scent the smooth, seamless transition
between tracksAnd when the album ends,
leaving me in silence, in lonely darkness,
I feel you in the bed next to me,
whispering my name


Poem Details | by Garret Warren |
Categories: confusion, depression, happiness, hope, love, me, sweet, me, sweet, giggle,

mystery girl

the sweet voice that lulls me to sleep
the tender heart I long to keep
so innocent yet so intriguing
fighting hard to resist the feeling
I’m not good enough never will be
the looks she gives me slowly kill me
the look in her eyes is clouded by sorrow
the words she says just sound so hollow
id do anything to hold her close help her through
whisper to her that ill always be there for you
she doesn’t see me never saw me
it doesn’t stop my feelings however discreet
she knows I like her and always have
so why does she keep running me around the track
so beautiful it warms the soul
so tender she was made to hold
so sweet it makes anyone smile
she makes me giggle like a child
She’s way to good I know it and hate it
but its time for me to just come and face it
my lady of mystery you make me smile
hope to see you soon or in awhile


Poem Details | by Raul Moreno |
Categories: lovelove, me, giggle,

The Way Love Goes

Fresh like the kiss of DrPepper, On my lips, I give to you. For you sanctify my everyday, And help me make it through. The smell of your hair, After taking a warm bubble bath. The sound of your tone, When you giggle and laugh. Are the littlest things in life, That draw me to your realm. Our ship of love is better steered, When you miss captain’s at its’ helm. We sail the waters of love, Destined for the shores of eternity. To walk hand-in-hand in the sand, Together you and me. I love the way you look at me, And the way our love flows. We make each other feel special, For that’s the way love goes.


Poem Details | by colin mitchell williams |
Categories: love, passionme, me, giggle,

Struggle

Struggle
 
Let me see you resist
I have tied you naked
Taut between the line of bone and soft curve
I have done this
For my eyes to devour your beauty
 
And with a rampage tearing through my soul
My passion burns
To eat you, to touch you deep within
And be blessed I, by whimpers a soft supplicant moan
Struggle
 
Let me hear you cry out, let me feel those breathing gasps
As I taste the soft tender dew on your lips
And press to muscle and hard unyielding flesh
A grip for each sensuous and compliant contour
I shall take what is mine
 
Let me hear you refuse
Demure as your body flexes on the shackle
You ignite the blaze in my eye
And the blood in my veins
Struggle
 
And if I could I would force my mind to your thoughts
Hold every part of you to me
Complete, unflinching
Between body, rapine and surrender
All we are for this moment
 
Break me
And through the torrents release me
In a brutal tenderness
Curse me, foul mouthed and belligerent
Struggle
 
Quiver my lover in breathless tones
Cry to God, oh God! Oh-wa oh……! God!
Let this famished animal bare you away
Give up to me your subjugation
So naked, so exquisite, so heat of woman tied to my wall
 
So kneel now as I
Before these tumble bricks
These barriers, these bars, these fences of life
Let me hear you giggle in an exhausted sleep
A wisp of your hair left to………………
Struggle


Poem Details | by Lycia Harding |
Categories: adventure, cat, children, friendship love, funny, giggle, silly,

Where Does My Kitty Cat Go


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Where does my kitty cat go every day?
When I'm heading to school, is he getting away?
Or forgetting he musn't let strays in to play?
Where does my kitty cat go every day?

Where does my kitty cat go when it rains?
Does he stop at the station and try to hop trains?
Does he drop by the airport to gawk at the planes?
Where does my kitty cat go when it rains?

Where does my kitty cat go after dark?
Does he meet all his friends to play ball in the park?
Do the fans in the stands tweet and neigh? Growl and bark?
Where does my kitty cat go after dark?

Where does my kitty cat go when I nap?
Does he borrow my clothes? Use my shoes? Wear my cap?
Do you think he's aware that the toes overlap?
Where does my kitty cat go when I nap?

Where does my kitty cat go when I'm sad?
Does he know what a terrible day I have had?
Does he nibble my nose to say things aren't so bad?
Where does my kitty cat go when I'm sad?

What will my kitty cat do when I'm old?
Will he switch on the TV before being told?
Will he sit with me too, watching stories unfold?
What will my kitty cat do when I'm old?

What will my kitty cat know, in the end?
If I show him I care with the time that I spend
and make sure I am there when he's needing a friend,
Kitty will know that I love him  .....The End!


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Poem Details | by Robert Candler |
Categories: age, angst, body, caregiving, cheer up, clothes, cute love, desire, fantasy, funny, funny love, giggle, giving, happiness, happy, humorous, husband, love, lust, marriage, mom, mother, parents, relationship, romance, sexy, smile, son, stress, together, wife,

The Happy Dress

It’s a mother-in-law’s right, her prerogative 
To ‘drop in’ on her son almost any time,
But a mother-in-law should always be prepared
For almost anything she may find.

So, Mother Cready dropped in unannounced;
But as she approached her son’s front door,
Suddenly it opened “Ta Da!  Do you like my happy dress?”
His young wife stood there in her ‘all in all’…nothing more.

“Oh, my word!” Mother Cready exclaimed with surprise.
“Why are you naked?  Are you insane?”
Just as surprised, the young wife pulled her inside.
“Please, Mother Cready…if you’ll just let me explain.

You see, when Mac has had a rough day,
When he’s been under a lot of stress,
Sometimes I meet him at the door
With a smile and a kiss in my happy dress.

It always relaxes him and makes him happy,
Then he makes me very happy too.
It works for Mac and me, Mother Cready;
Maybe it would work for you.”

“We’re too old for such.” scoffed Mother Cready.
“Perhaps if we were young like the two of you.”
But, on her way home, she decided
She was definitely going to try it too.

So, she bathed and put on some nice perfume,
Fixed her make-up and her hair.
She was thinking some very sexy thoughts,
But she had to hurry…no time to spare.

She heard her husband’s car in the driveway;
And as he approached their front door,
She threw it open “Ta Da! Do you like my happy dress?"
She stood there in her ‘all in all’…nothing more.

She saw a little grimace cross his face,
But that was not the worst.
Then he said, “I appreciate your happy dress, my dear;
But maybe you should have ironed it first.”

ALTERNATE LAST VERSE

“Well…your ‘happy dress’ could use some ironing;
But my birthday suit could use some starch.”
He kissed her“Bet you and I can work it out.”;
And off to bed they marched.


Poem Details | by Jillian Sabecky |
Categories: caregiving, family, food, for him, funny love, giggle, passion,

Banana Bread

Today my husband said ' I can really go for some banana bread' 
But this is what I made instead.

A gallon of Sweet Tea.
A bowl of Green Pea's.
Turkey Club on whole wheat followed by Smoked Meat.
Corn on the Cob along with Broccoli Raab.
Chicken WingsShoe Strings.
Pineapple upside down cakeA chocolate Shake
Baked Potato served with a Stuffed Tomato

Now my husband has a belly ache
I don't think he likes it, when I bake.


Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: dance, flower, giggle, girlfriend, love, music, passion,

More Than Dinner Was Served

Knock knock as she opens her front door It's her beau whom now stands before With a bouquet of flowers All different colors For his girl whom he loves and adores After some chatting about this and that What a scoff I'm gonna get fat With a glass of white wine I know I'll be fine I think I've also eaten the place mat Now recovered from our earlier meal The music starts this songs our appeal Well boy can she dance Her beauties my trance So delightful in glide genteel It's now close to the end of our night Knowing something is beautifully right With a kiss on her lips Her dress gracefully slips Like a flash our engines ignite Now sprawled out on her King sized bed You can guess so much has been said Two torsos have shared So naked birth bared Unification continues when wed .


Poem Details | by Robert Candler |
Categories: angel, beauty, blue, body, cute love, desire, feelings, giggle, girl, hello, hope, humorous, lust, relationship, romance, sexy, song, sweet, together, uplifting, woman,

Please Help Me, Re-lyric

Please help me, I've fallen
In Lust with You.
You're just so damn sexy,
That's why I'm hittin' on you.
You don't have to love me,
Some good sex will do.
Please help me, I've fallen
In Lust with You.

Yes, you turned me on
When I saw you walk in...
The face of an Angel,
A body just made for Sin.
Now, I may be real horny,
But one thing is true:
What would satisfy me, Girl
Would be to satisfy You.

So please help me, I've fallen
In Lust with You; 
And I hope that you're fallin'
In Lust with me too;
But if not, then please fake it,
Please don't leave me "blue"...
Please help me, I've fallen
In  Lust  with  You.


Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: beauty, funny, funny love, giggle, introspection, longing, weather,

My Telephone Version 2

Winter nights, the darkness comes quick
Key in door, to an empty house
Jacket falls fast right on the floor
I stare at the stand, at the telephone for sure

There she sits, alone, unmoving
No blinking light
No message at all
From a lovers voice or even a call from the mall

The ritual is the same, night after night
I pick up the phone, yes dial tone is there
I check the wires, all attached with great care
Its not broken, same as this morning

I confess, yes I stare at the phone over there

The phone is a functioning, I am assured
I call the weather line, yes a test but I was bored
They tell me is all sunny up over yonder
So no one calls me, of this I must ponder

I confess yes I stare, at the dark phone sitting there

Maybe the answering system parts are malfunctioning
Maybe she really did some exotic oh calling
Oh what I am saying, she’s out to the ball
While I look at telephone, alone in the hall

I confess yes I stare, I stare and stare

So another night, outside shines the bright city lights
I open the door to the darkness in fright
For oh my god, I see a blinking light
My heart beats in excitement, this is surely the night

I stare at a ringing telephone

Oh my what a delight!!!!!!!!

Click
Wrong number

Now I am distressed, depressed, redressed
I am at my wits end I must confess
Another evening I sit here alone
Just me and my silent old black phone

I stare a that contraption then the abscess of the night

Like all of the nights in 2014
I will sleep in a bed, with no hug or ice-cream
The pleasures of life, belong not to me
Me and my phone will never be set free

So now it’s New Years Eve, party hat and good cheer
I sit alone with my phone, to ring in the New Year
Oh the irony yes I did see
For the phone is as silent as the heart inside me

I stare at the past; I stare at the wall

Where I contemplate tossing the phone, cord and all
Then it rings, and shocks me out of my trance
2015 has arrived with a telephone call!!!!! so happy I dance!!!!
Cause this time she called, god bless romance

Happy New Year  


Poem Details | by Mark J. Halliday |
Categories: devotion, giggle, love, lust, sexy, song, trust,

unnamed song's sexy chorus

Snuggling and cuddling,
Caressing and fondling,
And all those other tender things
That happen in the night.
Teasing and tickling,
Sighing and giggling,
And so much profound feeling
When we hold each other tight.


Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: cute love, fun, giggle, romance,

- And Kiss Me -




A kiss lights a spark of passionate fire, a flirt with warm lips

If the snow is white.the rainbow brightness of the smiling sun in the rain

Soft as dew, three words so easily :  "I love you".I believe..









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21.12.2016
Sun :) A-L Andresen :)


Poem Details | by Danielle Wise Baxter |
Categories: adventure, desire, devotion, for him, friendship, giggle, husband, kiss, love, marriage, simple,

It' s All In A Laugh

I never knew what amazing was
until I kissed my husband's lips
or felt him laugh when we danced

I had no idea he liked to play
isn't that very sad!
but he played games with me

It is wonderful that he now makes me laugh
but I am more excited I make him feel silly
until he bunny hops with me closely

As we fell we laughed and laughed
I had no idea he was that type of man
I can see he thought the same about me too

I love the way he flirts with his eyes
or that he loves my Fedora hat
and laughs when he sees me wearing it

Driving my convertible with our pit bull in the back
 but my favorite thing ever was how he loved me
I have never known anything as perfect as that

I guess you can say our love is best
when it's all in a laugh
together building new memories

Thank you Lord for him and that!


Poem Details | by Tahira Parveen |
Categories: art, child, children, funny love, giggle, hilarious, love,

Little Bee

I've been given a fancy name for my illness
Clinically obese
It may be contagious
Never before seen in my colony
I can't work or lift a finger
Nice to see every one rally around me 
Even the queen bee is worried 
As what happened to me
Even sent the worker bees
All for one, hopefully one for all
Giving me a hand
I'm going to a special unit for unique bees.




Amen.


Poem Details | by Tasha Taylor |
Categories: cute love, feelings, giggle, smile, student, teenage,

YOUR SMILE

I see you walking down the hall.
Your gorgeous blonde hair, 
Thoughtful blue eyes, and 
Perfect smile make me flustered.

I try to disappear into myself
When I will pass you
A God like you doesn't notice
People who are like me.

Somehow, you catch my eye
And you wink at me as we pass.
When you can't see me anymore,
A smile lights up my face

The impossible actually happened!
I am left grinning like a giggly idiot,
Getting concerned glances by others.
Yet, I don't care because you smiled at me:

You with your sunshine hair,
Deep, blue ocean eyes, and 
your contagious smile.
My smile glows because of your smile.


Poem Details | by KamirynnAnd Chance |
Categories: emo, friendship, giggle, gothic, happiness, islamic, love,

Chamirynn

Kamirynn is pretty
And Chance is very awesome
Chance loves Kamirynn


Poem Details | by Maurice Yvonne |
Categories: fun, funny, funny love, giggle, humor, humorous, silly,

a really bad love poem

 
when you're in love you write really bad love poetry when you love a woman you want to relive with her every great moment you ever had both of them. clouds look like hearts, and a few look like ducks you know, quack, quack ducks. if you love someone, you walk into the wrong house you stain your tie during lunch you walk into people (a big guy peoples, he's not happy you run...really fast) to a man in love roses look perfect even if they're tulips ...sorry honey. you build a white picket fence with the pickets wrong side up when you love someone you take out the trash from someone else's house when you love someone you quit your job as a superhero you get rid of your trusty sidekick you give away your bat mobile you give your arch nemesis the bad news. you write goofy stuff, and mickey stuff too. i'm in love so i write really bad love poetry really? really! really? really, i'm in love, so sue me!


Poem Details | by Moses Sichach |
Categories: age, dark, funny, giggle, life, love, vanity,

DAYS OF OUR LIVES

First day of our life
The mother is ecstatic
Finally her pains and burdens are over
Ululations and congratulations are on
Could even be the next president
But father is in tears
Camouflaged as honest joy
Another big mouth to feed

Second day of our life
The priest is ecstatic
Finally another person in line for tithe
Could even be the next pope
But mother is in tears
Camouflaged as the touching by the word
Village thugs and whores praying for you
Another statistic of robbery without violence

Third day of our life
The teacher is ecstatic
Finally someone to be the Aristotle to their Plato
Could even be the next Einstein
But priest is in tears
Camouflaged as tears for absolution
Lawyers and politicians consecrating you
Another greedy scholar on the rise

Fourth day of our life
The couters are ecstatic
Finally we love being in love
Could even get married bells ringing
But teacher is in tears
Camouflaged as being proud of you
Another dumb romantic who never learns



Fifth day of our life
We are very ecstatic
Finally we made a new life
Could it be the need to sustain bliss human mediocrity?
But our sweethearts are in tears
Camouflaged as being happy for you
Another one escapes dying alone

Sixth day of our life
Grandchildren are ecstatic
Finally someone else full of laughter and ambition
Could it be their I-phone is the only new thing under the sun?
But we are in tears
Camouflaged as pain in our backs
Another generation who don’t know how short life is

The last day of my life
The better angels inside my head are mourning
Finally I am someone who lived in this world
Could it be because I will be forgotten?
But grandchild is happy
Camouflaged as tears for losing you
Just another man without legacy gone





Poem Details | by jan oskar hansen |
Categories: friendship, funny love, giggle, golf, gospel,

a sonnet of love

A Sonnet 
If I knew you loved me, I would have
killed you before,   a sentence that makes no sense
keep swirling around my headWilliam Burroughs
could have said that or perhaps he has.
 I meet I woman once, not the first, and fell in love
with her, she was or could be my soulmate with her
I felt at ease not straining to be funny.
I was drawn into a black hole of love that could only 
end in hurts weighed down by my past.
So I ended it short, brutal but with sleepless nights 

I met another woman nothing about soulmates; she just 
needed a place to stay near her place of work.
That was a long time ago, and now we are two lost souls 
comforting each other in the midnight hours.


Poem Details | by Richard Breese |
Categories: allusion, cute love, funny love, giggle, girlfriend, humor, love,

Marsha Mellow

My girlfriend's name is Marsha Mellow
And I am quite a lucky fellow.
But dear reader don't be hasty
It's not because her lips are tasty,
For she's the orchestra's third cello.


Poem Details | by Julie Grenness |
Categories: blue, fantasy, friend, funny, funny love, giggle, smile,

ON FINDING NEMO

ON FINDING NEMO

Nemo is blue,  and I am a rabbit,
Comical thoughts my brain inhabit,
Thoughts invent friends imaginary,
Quite silent, tacit but delusionary,
Women's fantasies are good,
For older Red Riding Hoods alone in the woods!
Do not have a victim mentality,
Smiles are universal and free,
A concept not so imaginary.
In each person's brain, thoughts cohabit,
Nemo is blue and I am a rabbit!