humor

I think I Still Got It (Sort Of)
I think I Still Got It (Sort Of) My knees now creak like haunted doors, I grunt just bending down for drawers. I sneeze and it’s a gamble, friend.
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Fe-Fi-Fum-Fo
Fe-Fi-Fum-Fo Challenge accepted mother combs Twiddly-twoddily-zip, zip zing Let’s make this challenge really sing * Up and down and back again
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden8 months ago in Poets
I See You
I see you Yes, I do I see you Tip-tap-too What’d ya say Huh, Kelli Do you wanna play Tip-tap-too-li You’re pretty fun
By Mother Combs8 months ago in Poets
Tea Party
I'd like to invite you for tea, You're bound to have good company. I will be there And the lively March hare In a wonderland wacky and twee.
By Rachel Deeming8 months ago in Poets
Everything Stops For Tea
Introduction I wanted to try a new poetic form, and this challenge has allowed me to do this, but the sestina is too much for this, so I will give you an ekphrastic limerick, but I will write a sestina this weekend. I have something that I can apply the form to.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 8 months ago in Poets
Drowning
It's 8:30 AM The county courthouse In a city I desperately avoid Is the last place I want to be Clearly No one else wants to be here either
By Alyssa Musso8 months ago in Poets
All Just Nonsense
All Just Nonsense It’s all just noise and chatter, Fake words that never matter. Stay away, don’t play his game, Don’t you dare say "he’s flame."
By Ali Sadeek Ahmed8 months ago in Poets
Wonderland Challenge
* I wondered as I wandered.. where I'd find wonderland these days seems my wonder for wander has all run away The tea cups and wild rabbits have been corralled and caged
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden8 months ago in Poets
The Things I Can't Say
I've got some words I'd never say, written down on a list Opinions, hopes and dreams, safely secured in bitten lips Is it fear or just experience that keeps me on lockdown?
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden8 months ago in Poets
Stop the World, I Want to Get Off
It’s a strange, strange world that we live in, Aunty Jack, We live our lives at a hectic pace, And not one day will we get back.
By Calvin London8 months ago in Poets
Anxiety
Years of sleep deprivation finally took their toll, Unrelenting allergies, dismissed as a cold, Brain fatigue, brain fog, palpitating tinitis,
By Amy Black8 months ago in Poets
My Phone Is Annoying
Today my phone locked me out, My phone forgot my PIN, I know I put in the right numbers, But it was defiant in its slumber!
By Carol Ann Townend8 months ago in Poets