humor

Bug
Butterfly flying Uglier insects fly lower Gaggle at your sight
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
We love eating chocolate
In a tiny room, side by side, Two chubby bears with joy and pride. With chocolate bars in their fluffy paws, They munch and giggle, lost in sweet applause.
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Salve
Rub it all over me Dip me in your hypocrisy Write until I bleed To heal my wounds The die is cast There is nothing more for you to do
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Animate
Giving it All he got. Bringing it From deep deep down, Deeper down Until feel... Soul. An animal out of control.
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
I Don't Have Time
The clock ticks and I'm washing up, 6 o'clock strikes, I'm cleaning the floor, 7 o'clock, The laundry won't wait, 8 o'clock,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
Spooky Acrostics
Happy Halloween! All you sweet little goblins, welcome! Let me show you my candy Let me have a good look at you! Oh, what nice teeth you have! SMILE!
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Poets
A House and a Phone
The home I want to own... Makes me search All the rooms, All the furnishings. A style, futuristic And greets. And when I reach,
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
Growing Up Dana
I needed to write something fun today, so I thought maybe I'd do a second entry for Penny Fuller's "D Word Challenge." In the end, it turned out way too long, so I'm just throwing it out there for fun. Hope you enjoy it!
By Dana Crandellabout a year ago in Poets
The Invitation
Invited over half past eight Important that he not be late. The sauces line the stencilled walls, Heads of garlic hang from doors.
By Kimberley Silverthorneabout a year ago in Poets
The brightest star in the sky
I’m available… But Lupita Nyong’o Does not seem to care
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
I disappear a lot, but…
Introduction Most of us can relate to the phrase, "I disappear a lot, but…" - whether that means stepping away from social media, canceling plans, or simply taking quiet time for ourselves. In a world that thrives on constant connectivity, the urge to "disappear" can feel both liberating and difficult to explain. Why do we feel this need to withdraw from the world, and what is it that we gain by doing so?
By Muhammad Nadeemabout a year ago in Poets
Calamity on City Streets
Careful, watch your step! 88 keys crashing down Bad luck may befall
By Ryan Burkeyabout a year ago in Poets