humor

Chase
That can't hurt me I won't cry let us run, let us pursue we're wild and free I am what I want to be dreams makes our heart renew.
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
Embarrassment
Few things so humbling As putting foot in your mouth In front of the boss
By Catsidhe2 years ago in Poets
The Two-Timer
Saw one girlfriend there On the date with the other Now she looks over She gives me a stare Walks over to my table
By Sarah Danaher2 years ago in Poets
Text Tangle with Mom
"Miss you, cuddle night," Sent to mom, not girl, pure dread, Face pale, heart in fright.
By Nimbus2 years ago in Poets
At the swimming pool
In pool one boob out Ex boyfriend shooting photos lifeguard stand up
By Darkos2 years ago in Poets
The Green Bean Casarole
The Friendsgiving feast... of just Green Bean Casseroles not one other dish
By B2 years ago in Poets
Classic Awkwardness
Hi, my name is Sam, It's a pleasure to meet you. Hi Sally, I'm Jim. A Senryu Poem Senryū (川柳) is a Japanese form of short poetry similar to haiku in construction: three lines with 17 morae (often translated as syllables, 5-7-5). Senryū tend to be about human foibles while haiku tend to be about nature, and senryū are often cynical or darkly humorous while haiku are more serious. (Wikipedia)
By Colleen Millsteed 2 years ago in Poets
A Moment of Hope
He was in my class, attended the same college, never knew my name. * Six foot tall; dark hair, girls hung onto every word.
By Teresa Renton2 years ago in Poets
Hands
I grabbed my wife's hand. Wait- this hand feels masculine. "You are not my wife."
By Rebecca Wallace2 years ago in Poets
The Calling Card of the Wild
cat scratched up his chair left tufts in corners, on books-- good he doesn’t clean!
By Mark Francis2 years ago in Poets
Extraterrestrial Faux Pas
when the aliens came at last, they didn’t stop-- but sped on faster
By Mark Francis2 years ago in Poets
That's Okay
You're a half hour late! The minister had to leave. Good....I mean, oh no! -- *I wasn't sure of syllable count for the first line, since I pronounce "hour" as two, but research indicates "hour" is one syllable with dipthong.*
By Cathy holmes2 years ago in Poets