humor

Love You More Than Snacks (But It’s Close)
Roses are red, violets are blue, I’d give you my heart—maybe a fry or two. Your smile is sweeter than chocolate cake, But let’s be real, that’s hard to forsake.
By Tale Weaver2 years ago in Poets
Making It in the Storm
mine, A wind-like road, Rode like a storm... Wind churning churning. Love to attach my kite, A kite in a fold. Wouldn't let me No matter learning how To hold. I wish I Wish to stop the storm Making kite out of me. A very, very, very Bold storm, and Enlightening. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smith2 years ago in Poets
The Morning Show
You wake up in the morning And the thing in your head Says, “Come on. The movie’s starting.” So you vacate your bed. ^^^^^^^^
By Marie McGrath2 years ago in Poets
Randomness Extraordinaire
I've been called... a humor whore who loves party lore and the keeper of grudges I'm bad at keeping score I'm patient poor
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Back to Caladan
I’m headed back to Caladan My personal Neverland None of this was planned But by the stroke of my hand I’m going to the land I belong
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Cupid Needs Glasses
Oh, Cupid dear, you’ve lost your sight, Your arrows land left, when they should go right. You struck my heart, but missed my brain,
By Tale Weaver2 years ago in Poets
Bride of Frankenstein
On his wedding night Her bedding he was dreading.. It’s fine - she swallows
By Andrew C McDonald2 years ago in Poets
Red Dirt
Has a grudge against white clothes -Almost impossible to wash out Kids dare each other to eat chunks of it Some do it without
By BBW2 years ago in Poets
Love Is Not For The Faint Of Heart
Talismanic melancholy Pensive thoughts Engaged in folly Battles fought From mad to jolly Wistful moods On medication Pumped up fools
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
PaDiF Is Close To The End
Last week our contest was for Haiku and Crab Canon. A few writers thought I meant that the contest winners would combine the two. I didn't mean that, but one was a winner in that category. So we had three categories and three winners with honorable mentions.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets
The fear in my heart.
I don't know the fear In my heart. But I know something is In my heart. I don't know what exactly I fear, But I fear. I fear to turn to you,
By Manthan2 years ago in Poets
Our Love is Like a Broken GPS
Our love is like a broken GPS, Lost in the streets of "More or Less." Turn left? Turn right?—who even knows? We reroute wherever the wild wind blows.
By Tale Weaver2 years ago in Poets