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Is It Too Much To Ask? | | Non-caloric. Salty, but sweet. Full of nutrition. Low in carbs, high in fiber, Comfortably digested. Easily peeled wrapper. No need to refrigerate. Squelches the pangs of hunger, Lowers cholesterol; relieves stress. Satisfies like chocolate, Nourishes like oatmeal. Suppresses .......... |
Ode to a Fisherperson | | Fishin' in the ocean Fishin' in a stream All the same to me I'm Fishin' with a dream Dream of Fishin' early Dream of Fishin' late Dream of some so big They fill my dinner plate Fishin' with a fly Fishin' with a worm It just makes sense to me My loyalty is firm Standin' in .......... |
The Ghost and the Darkness | | ....... chain. the ghost was advancing toward me swaying about his stance he smiled at me and then he said may i have this dance? i could not help .......... |
When I am an Old Man- NO RED HATS FOR ME | | WHEN I AM AN OLD MAN I SHALL DO AS I PLEASE. I'LL NOT COVER MY MOUTH WHEN I COUGH OR I SNEEZE. I'LL PUT ON A SHIRT THAT SPENT A WEEK ON THE FLOOR. I'LL EAT FIVE OR SIX COOKIES AND GO BACK FOR MORE. I'LL BURP AND I'LL BELCH, PASS GAS WITH A WINK, I'LL EAT FROM A DISH THAT SPENT WEEKS IN THE .......... |
Bingo Buddies | | ....... show some pictures of your grandkids, and hope that all agree they are the cutest kids and how proud that you must be. you wish each other luck .......... |
Take Me | | ........ home in my hours of despair delve me into kind and comforting care soothe me softly to silent sleep remove me to paradise where my laughter will keep |
True Fear | | Crying of fear In the dark Hurry and run Says my heart. But I lie there Too scared to scream Praying so hard That it's just a dream. Then I see the shadow Slowly moving outside I want to get up And find a place to hide. I gather up the courage And yell, Please help me! They .......... |
Weather Report | | monday's rain made us smile. the trees flung their limbs into its bath and candy wrappers sailed along the curb, small boats making merry to the .......... |
Slowpitch | | You took me out of your glove and held me tightly in your hand. Nervous as can be, you slowly let me go, not knowing what would happen. You saw the target right over home plate, were I was supposed to go. It was the perfect pitch made by the 'perfect pitcher.' As I as flying through .......... |
The Horse | | i sometimes think, with great remorse, how sad it is to be a horse. tabby, the cat, is a cute little thing, happy at play with a tattered .......... | | << <Prev 1| 2| 3| 4| 5| 6| 7| Next> >> | | Humorous Poems: 41-50 of 69 |
As the funny
quote goes, “Never take life seriously; nobody gets out alive
anyways.” As oddly as that statement is, it also is so true.
Funny poems help us be grounded in life. With all the stressors
of life and the sometimes overwhelming lifestyles today and work
we need to take some time and allow ourselves some time to have
a good laugh. Humorous poems are found through history
especially in old English pub songs and Celtic folk songs, which
laid the foundation for Limericks
in the future. Story telling, which is one of the first ways
humans recorded history orally, grew out of the playful, self
–entertainment needs of humans. Funny stories and poetry
satisfy the needs to sometimes explain the surrounding physical
world so that we don’t allow daily mundane stressors to take
charge of our lives. Funny poems are an antidote for relief
from the world’s hardships.
These Funny Poems combine humor, wit and wisdom to make you smile and laugh. Enjoy!
Funny poems such as limericks evoke laughter, which encompasses
happiness. They provide a variety of wit to it that
conventional writing styles would not permit. Comical relief is
always good and sets one in a good mood. There is an endless
array of inspirational humorous poems to be put into writing.
One of the most common forms of funny
poetry is the limerick. The
history of the limerick is
dubious but best found its start in 14th century
England as short humorous lyrics
in pubs. Shakespeare often used them in his works to add a bit
of wit. They were popularized in the Victorian age as
nonsensical funny children poetry but also shared other major
themes, such as: love poems,
drinking songs, poems of national affair, and satires on public
figures.
Imagery in funny poems will hit the right
cord. They have a keen awareness of its separate elements and
being able to give them out in just the right measurements.
Humorous stories are able to replace the natural arc of stories
the reader is used to receiving a certain way to have a pleasant
laugh.
Feeling down, depressed, or overwhelmed? What better remedy than a good laugh? What is the risk? The only symptoms are a smile on your face and if it is a good laugh a stomach pain and tears from joy. Funny poems, such as
limericks, are a great therapeutic method of taking off some of the stresses of life. Laughter is a common language that all can identify with; it is a language that spans beyond words. With funny poems as the bait you can use the powerful and pervasive energy of laughter to bring people together. To have funny poems makes life more enjoyable and helps people of all languages speak the same language of laughter. So delve in some great funny poems and have yourself a giggly drink of laughter of some creative and funny poetry
Funny Poem of the Day
THE ANSWER
I've found a perfect, foolproof way
Of having just a perfect day
With no harsh word or unkind deed
To keep me from the peace I need
I never fear a traffic jam
Or folks who aren't kind...as I am
No rain or sleet to soil my shoes
Nor cloudy days to bring the blues
No harsh concerns can furl my brow
Because I have the answer now
To keep all worries from my head
I simply don't get out of bed
- RANDY THOMAS
Quote of the Day
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THIS POEM
This poem is not addressed to you.
You may come into it briefly,
but no one will find you here, no one.
You will have changed before the poem will.
Even while you sit there, unmovable,
you have begun to vanish. And it does no matter.
The poem will go on without you.
It has the spurious glamor of certain voids.
It is not sad, really, only empty.
Once perhaps it was sad, no one knows why.
It prefers to remember nothing.
Nostalgias were peeled from it long ago.
Your type of beauty has no place here.
Night is the sky over this poem.
It is too black for stars.
And do not look for any illumination.
You neither can nor should understand what it means.
Listen, it comes with out guitar,
neither in rags nor any purple fashion.
And there is nothing in it to comfort you.
Close your eyes, yawn. It will be over soon.
you will forge the poem, but not before
It has forgotten you. And it does not matter.
It has been most beautiful in its erasures.
O bleached mirrors! Oceans of the drowned!
Nor is one silence equal to another.
And it does not matter what you think.
This poem is not addressed to you.
- DONALD JUSTICE |
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