Poem Details | by
Pat Adams |
Categories:
character, crazy, depression, humor,
Once there was a moth that flew up to Doctor John
He said I'm depressed, I'm a suicidal one"
Doc John said, "I'm no shrink,"
"Why stop here do you think?"
He said, "Well, I had to, because the light was on!"
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Poem Details | by
Shane Solomon |
Categories:
funny
The " Fraidy" bat flew high away
The "Fraidy"bat said he hated night more than day
I asked him why things were so,
He told me of the time he was molested by a moth named "Bo"
My ears were so violated by what I heard, I didn't know what to say
Poem Details | by
David Mohn |
Categories:
conflict,
There once was a king who told lies,
like a moth chasing gaslight they rise,
ever drawn to the flame,
unaffected by shame,
true democracy labors and sighs.
Poem Details | by
David Drowley |
Categories:
dad, fantasy, father daughter, humor, nature,
One sunny day little Mary Miller
Picked up a mottled green caterpillar,
Which became a monster moth
One fine morn her dad grew wroth:
Her moth laid eggs in his denture filler.
5/2/2023
Poem Details | by
Frances Schiavina |
Categories:
humorous,
There was a man from Nantucket
who kept all his money in his pocket
when he got cleaned out
took his gun out
and shot the moth in his pocket.
Honorable Mention: Andrea Dietrich-Put Your best Limerick Forward-3/13/23
Poem Details | by
Rico Leffanta |
Categories:
humor,
My neighbour was out on her porch
Reciting the Bible by torch
When up flew a moth
As big as a Goth
Baptism by fire is just, "scorch"
Poem Details | by
Lisle Ryder |
Categories:
bible, gospel, heaven, jesus, religious,
“Store not up for yourselves treasures on earth
where thieves can break in and steal your purse,
where rust degrades
and moth invades.
Store it in heaven, where your heart finds its worth.”
Matthew 6.19-21
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
humor,
Psychiatrists searched for years and still at a loss
Looking into this guy's brain, nothing but moss
Sometimes detect
A strange wee spec
Turns out 'twas just dust or an ancient wee moth
Poem Details | by
James Horn |
Categories:
allegory, analogy,
Cloth Eaten By Moth
He had been known as a man of the cloth,
And was wet from liquid contained in broth;
After filled,
He had spilled;
Hole was eagerly eaten in cloth by a moth.
Jim Horn