humor

The Big Green Hill
No static baby All clarity maybe 🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃 Bopping our heads in time to Sir Duke And you are so cute to boot 🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃
By Rick Henry Christopher 3 years ago in Poets
Animals and Ideas
Empty sunflower seed shells, they make good ladybug coffins. Giraffes make great bridges, stretched over waterfalls for tight rope walking.
By Rowan Finley 3 years ago in Poets
Damaged February 14th
Roses are red, and we don't use them to stir. If you have the boots, you better have the fur. • Today makes our eyes roll or twitch.
By PollyAnne LeBlanc3 years ago in Poets
In Talking
Studies have shown that having a brain is a high risk factor for brain cancer; how comforting to know that as one of those referred to by the scarecrow above, as among those without a brain who talks or writes incessantly, I need not fear any danger of cerebral Big C.
By AponPaeng3 years ago in Poets
Lust or love
In the depths of my soul, a fire burns bright, A passion ignited, casting shadows in the night. It's the lust of love that consumes my being,
By MARIJK3 years ago in Poets
The Student Sonnet. Top Story - March 2024.
Note: I have pretty much been dead on my feet this week with the midterm exams, weather weirdness in Canada, and the usual obsessions and concerns over money and future work (thank you, stress headache...stressache?). So, this may not be my best work, but I think it explains where my head is at and what I have had to deal with...
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Poets
The Gentle Beast
From the east he roams Having never found a home of his own Always dragging his stone with him Wherever he goes it goes Where will he stop
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
The bookstore cat
Amidst the spines, a world untold, A tabby king, his gaze of gold. He stalks the shelves, a silent quest, For shadows cast, and secrets pressed.
By Buzu3 years ago in Poets
Grocery Memes
Written for the Sleepy Drafts, Eavesdropping Challenge. Details below. ^<>^<>^<>^<>^<^><^><^>^<^>^<^>^<^>^<^>^<^>^<^>^<^>^<
By Lamar Wiggins3 years ago in Poets
Bitter Greens
Bitter greens Slithering unseen Through my dreams A strenuous subcutaneous existence Complaisance in a crime of the mind
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Love Language
Listening to slow jams in other languages I don’t speak their language But they hear all that languishes in my heart They cut through the pain
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Laughter in the Digital Age
In a world of screens and memes,Where humor is just a click away,We find ourselves lost in the digital maze,Searching for a laugh to brighten our days.From cat videos to viral tweets,Our funny bones are constantly pleased,With GIFs and memes spreading like wildfire,Bringing chuckles and guffaws to inspire.But amidst all the digital noise,Do we truly appreciate the joys,Of a well-timed joke or a pun so sly,That brings tears of laughter to our eyes?Let's not forget the power of wit,And the joy of a joke that really hits,For humor is an art form worth savoring,In a world that's constantly changing.So let's raise a glass to comedy,In all its forms, online and offline,For laughter is the best medicine indeed,In this digital age of screens and memes.
By Raj’s Vocal3 years ago in Poets