humor

Incipit
ET IN ARCADIA EGO Extraordinary Discourses of Unnecessary Matter [in PASTORAL MODE] Sketch [EX URBE, the urban exodus, in the sense of to or from the city. The Industrial Revolution sends out its siren call and the rustic masses flock to its beating buzz centers: the urban exodus. Conversely a reverse movement of countryside inversion in solace-seekers sprung from urban stock find countryside perversions, some of them vacationers, others rugged mountaineers, all newly scientific in their evolving farming techniques, or revolving waves of posh burghers searching extended stretches of villa space on the campus intending to come enjoy the sweet morning dew and the fresh country air. Can you blame them even one little bit?
By Rob Angeli3 years ago in Poets
Wonderings of a 7th Grade Mind
Do I really need to be here?? iPad didn’t charge again last night… but it’s not my fault! School is basically prison. No cap.
By Seth Carter3 years ago in Poets
"The Beauty Within: A Haunting Elegy"
Amidst shadows cast and tales untold, "True Beauty" reveals a secret to behold, A reflection of the soul, where beauty resides,
By Khudair Ahmed Shaikh3 years ago in Poets
may haiku two
today is sunday to the beach we'll go we say but we're still sitting . . . [5/7/23] . . .
By kory salajka3 years ago in Poets
"A Comedy of Errors: Love's Whims in Waikiki"
In the realm of mirth and mishaps untold, "Waikiki" unfolds, a comedy to behold, A tapestry of laughter, where love takes flight,
By Khudair Ahmed Shaikh3 years ago in Poets
"The Prince's Ascension: A Journey Through Time"
Upon the stage of time's vast tapestry, "Rooftop Prince" unveils a tale for all to see, A journey through realms, where love transcends,
By Khudair Ahmed Shaikh3 years ago in Poets
"The Many Faces of Healing: A Tapestry of Souls"
Amidst the tapestry of life's intricate thread, "Kill Me Heal Me" weaves a tale, where souls are led, A journey of redemption, through fractured hearts it roams,
By Khudair Ahmed Shaikh3 years ago in Poets
Just a Shut In
Distraction. Demonic in its timing, Insufferable, that’s why I’m laughing. Sinister nostalgia from those Dirty Mary, Crazy Larry days.
By Willem Indigo3 years ago in Poets
Momma needs a new pair of shoes
Just four more to the left. Don’t drip sweat on the floor. Bill better be ready with the car, I’ve got to get the kids from soccer at 5, and still need to pick up milk.
By H. Reilly3 years ago in Poets
A Dream of Yesterday
Yesterday I had a really, really bad dream. I was being choked by an unseen force, and I couldn't breathe. I woke up gasping for air, my heart pounding in my chest. I'm still shaken up by it, and I wanted to share it with you.
By Manpreet Singh Bhinder3 years ago in Poets
I'll Get It Done Today
Day after day I try to get things done So what’s the problem? There’s always some Random event An unexpected disturbance
By Charliy Nash3 years ago in Poets
Some Girls
My mother used to say to me Some girls do but good girls don’t. Some girls will but good ones won’t. Some girls go fast
By Hyacinth Andersen3 years ago in Poets