humor

He Knows If You've Been Good Or Bad
His face changes, just slightly as you crawl onto his lap Tell me, "have you been naughty" as he begins to laugh And you smile up and lie
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden11 months ago in Poets
My Therapist Encouraged This Song
I spend my days, a basket case, and anxious When there's a million other things I'd rather do Being an empath, pleaser, couldn't be more thankless
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden11 months ago in Poets
Tallest Tree
they talk to me about a tree and life and about how Adam needs a wife “remember where you’re from” they say don’t need reminding, we see it every day
By Lyrical Logic11 months ago in Poets
Ridiculous Gibberish
Dancing on a razor blade Skating on thin ice Wishing that you had it made Another look, makes twice A second chance at romance
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden11 months ago in Poets
What Exactly Does A Lady Like?
the lady likes spaghetti with meatballs, grounds, beef or chicken... a huge slurp? lickins, the lady likes jerks and music, ground fiddles, vittles and kitchen fixin'. the lady likes the the worst, the works, the lady likes the lady likes. the lady likes tramps, likes a burp?... likes a burp. 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. Smith11 months ago in Poets
The Grand Encore of Silliness
In a world where socks go missing, and cats plot their reign, let’s embark on a quest for laughter, with silliness as our chain.
By Tim Carmichael11 months ago in Poets
Cellulite
Cellulite my butt! With all the junk in that trunk It’s Cell-U-Heavy
By Andrew C McDonald11 months ago in Poets
Fantasy
Have you ever been so starved for touch and affection that you wanted to just desperately throw yourself with reckless abandon at the subject
By Colleen Walters11 months ago in Poets
The Most Wonderful Time of the Year...?
The turkey dinner ready meals were microwaving away. The chestnuts...weren’t roasting. We don’t have chestnuts. My elf jumper was itchy cause of mum using that cheap washing powder.
By Christopher Hales11 months ago in Poets
The Right Shade
A frenzy to declutter living space bamboo storage in the right shade marked with l e t t e r s on sticky, not double sided
By Michele Nampalli11 months ago in Poets
Ghosts In Machines
There are ghosts in the machines, they say. Spirit that haunts the wires and circuits. Phantoms that lurks in the codes and data. Specters that whispers in binary languages.
By Solomon Walker11 months ago in Poets
MOTHER NATURE
Dear mother Your endurance is endless A few words we want to send to you Thank you and apologize to you Thank you for your tolerance and understanding
By HieuDinh11 months ago in Poets