Poem Details | by
Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories:
snow, stress,
Carl was tired of winter's sharp wars
Heartless and without love, even indoors
"I'm too old to shovel snow"
He bet everything.woe
Rio de Janeiro he adores
16.02.2018
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Poem Details | by
Barbara Gorelick |
Categories:
humor, travel,
On the second Punxsutawney Phil could not be found
Appears he had abandoned his hole in the ground
But they found a note
He was going by boat
Seems the stress was too much; he was Miami bound
Poem Details | by
Dustin Craig |
Categories:
confusion, dark, death, depression, goodbye, lonely, loss, stress, suicide,
There once was a man that was lackluster
Who's life was one giant cluster
Writes a suicide note
He slits his throat
Blank stares are all his family can muster
Poem Details | by
Cecilia Macfarlane |
Categories:
funny, money, stress,
I only just begun to charge
Impulsive buys are way too large
My credit card sighs
While bankbook cries
My pay cheque I need to enlarge
*So many things to buy since I bought a house, but I really am a wise shopper : )
Poem Details | by
Jide Badmus |
Categories:
hope, inspirational, philosophy,
light a candle
let it glow with hope
let its thin film of smoke
disperse the dark clouds
let it drizzle and frizzle out your stress,
let it wash off the stench of sweat
let your pregnant hope
deliver twins and triplets;
multiple tales of success.
Poem Details | by
Ashley Last |
Categories:
hope, school, stress, write,
Pen flies when out of sight,
Boy, I hope that I'm right.
No award for me,
What a shame that'd be,
At least I gave it all my might.
Poem Details | by
Albert Ahearn |
Categories:
imagination, love
If I were a sonnet poem
A lover would read my proem
she’d recite all my lines
and would stress my end rhymes
and love the syllables iamb.
Poem Details | by
Kristen Bruni |
Categories:
funny, me,
At times a hair-raising event.
As I yell at my dryer and vent.
A machine to make me hot
Takes the brunt today's stress brought.
Just do your job and make me content.
Poem Details | by
Martin Kloess |
Categories:
dance, funny, girlfriend, humor, money, work,
This Pole Dancer she was with me
All other men must pay her fee
Still I must confess
My family’s stress
But Polish dance lessons aren’t free
Poem Details | by
Paul Schneiter |
Categories:
irony, stress,
Billy Joe was a caring bartender
who tried to be a broken-heart mender.
But stories of woe
put him in a hole.
Now he's gone on a two-week bender.
Poem Details | by
Greg Stanley |
Categories:
natural disasters, nature,
When she gets mad she will rumble,
And many structures can crumble.
Perhaps this is her sign,
To stress things are not fine.
Man, why can’t she be more humble?
By: Greg Stanley
January 3, 2012
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
desire,
Wish I had wings like the birdies possess
I'd fly through the skies getting rid of all stress
Flying high up there
Winds blowing my hair
Giving thanks for all the happiness I possess
© Jack Ellison 2015
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
stress,
Where can I go to buy some real excitement
Is there a shop where I can get a new alignment
Would pay big money
In fact dollars by the tunny
To experience the joy of a little refinement
© Jack Ellison 2015
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
stress,
Some freezing rain is predicted today
Gonna stay put, the prognosticators I'll obey
Consider my life precious
Love eating lettuce
With gobs of coleslaw dressing, delicious that way
Huh???
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
stress,
A peculiar middle name, all my life I've been burdened with
Twas “Byard”, that's even worse than “Archibald” or “Biff”
What were Ma and Pa thinking
They must have been drinking
My nickname of Jack saved the day and made a big diff!
© Jack Ellison 2015
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
stress,
Hibernation is the name of the game
As we hunker down today from the rain
200 mph winds were sustained
In that Mexican hurricane
Best let it blow over as to a lamp post we're chained
© Jack Ellison 2015
Poem Details | by
Rico Leffanta |
Categories:
body, care, culture, food, health, society, stress,
McDonald's and Burger King fare
Fuel obesity fair and square
Fast food tastes so good
We eat all we could
Truth be told, we really don't care!
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
humorous,
Have a penchant for the old foot-in-mouth disease
Been afflicted since us guys came down from the trees
Never learned I guess
It causes much stress
Trying to make amends with words to appease
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
happiness,
Why are some people blessed and others in distress
Shouldn't happiness be distributed equally for everyone to access
Think I'll write to the powers that be
To pass a law to make happiness free
It sure would go a long way to eliminate the world's stress
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
stress,
Smile, damn it smile, you face won't break
It's a brand spanking new day for goodness sake
No grumpies allowed
Sing hallelujah out loud
In fact, break out in song as soon as you wake
Are you nutso???
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
stress,
Flamingos have extra long skinny legs
Why is that so, the natural question begs
Their bodies are large
To understand is hard
How they support themselves on these long skinny pegs
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
adventure,
I'm an old fashioned guy with old fashioned ways
Hard getting used to the fast pace of today
Need to take a breath
Eliminate the stress
By singing “Swanee River” as my hair turns grey!
© Jack Ellison 2016
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
forgiveness,
Have a penchant for the old foot-in-mouth disease
Been afflicted since us guys came down from the trees
Never learned I guess
It caused me much stress
Trying to make amends with words to appease
Poem Details | by
Drjim Martin |
Categories:
humor, life,
Working For Less
DrJames EMartin
©March, 2014
He’s working now for less
And under a ton of stress.
Many asked him why
He didn’t simply fly
And relinquish the casual dress.
Poem Details | by
Jaquay Atkins |
Categories:
absence, abuse, addiction, conflict, sad, stress,
There was a woman with a heart of malice,
drowning her sorrows within a chalice
Weep not, brighter days are ahead
Truth sinks in as she lies in bed
The loud cries of her name echo, "Alice"?