humor

Picture Snooping. Runner-Up in the Snafu Senryu Challenge.
(Instagram stalking)… Oops, I clicked the like button! Status: mortified.
By Annie Edwards 3 years ago in Poets
And 'Tyrant of the Year Award' Goes To...
“Hey Snot-head, WAKE UP!” “Whaaaa…4 am—Lyle, you ASS!!! “Nope. CAT. You’re welcome.” Photo by Pixabay on Pexels Thank you for taking a peek at my entry for the Vocal Snafu Senryu Challenge! You might get a chuckle out of my other entries below:
By The Dani Writer3 years ago in Poets
Grocery Waltz
Supermarket rush. Narrow aisle. Buggies swivel. He laughs, "Shall we dance?" - This senryu was written in response to the Snafu Senryu challenge issued by Vocal: "Capture the essence of an awkward moment in a senryu poem."
By Emma Kate Gee3 years ago in Poets
He Tried
He holds pink flowers. "For you. They match your prom dress." Nope. He's colorblind. - This senryu was written in response to the Snafu Senryu challenge issued by Vocal: "Capture the essence of an awkward moment in a senryu poem."
By Emma Kate Gee3 years ago in Poets
New Phone, Who ‘Dis?
Wrong recipient, Text confessions to my boss. "New phone, who is this?"
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
Name Game
Forgotten name game, Students giggle, cheeks redden, Teacher isn't "Mom".
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
Falling for You
Tripped on first date's feet, Falling for you, quite literally. Off to a great start.
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
Lunch on the Fifth Floor
The lift doors close tight, I drop my sandwich, fate sealed. "Lunch on the fifth floor".
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
Intestinal Symphony
In library's hush, Minds awake but mouths slumber, Stomach growls loudly.
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
He'll Never Use That Cup Again
Boss hands over cup No time to pull car over Mortification.
By Kat Nove3 years ago in Poets
A Pastor's Snafu-Senryu, Take 2
Exiting the john, Ready for the church service, Microphone was on. ~~~~~~~~~~ True story, personal, faced by most pastors at some time during their ministry, unfortunately usually during times of great gastro-intestinal distress. For me, someone knocked on the bathroom door & said, "Pastor, could you please turn your microphone off."
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock3 years ago in Poets
Halloween Comes But Once A Year, My Dear
Yesterday I bumped into a Seer And did I ever want to sneer But lust took me over I could see exposure Fear stopped me, as I wanted to cheer
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Poets