Humour Poems

We two were lovers, the Sea and I;
We plighted our troth ‘neath a summer sky.

And all through the riotous ardent weather
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For my poems, my friend Valsa George has a hunger.
She’s over fifty, but, compared to me, she is younger.
She suggested I write about ‘the advantages of being old’.
It’s a challenge, but, Valsa, on this idea you have sold......
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How often do I wish I were
What people call a character;
A ripe and cherubic old chappie
Who lives to make his fellows happy;
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Handsome man ponder at my masculine size.
I'm not huge or toned to appeal to the judges eyes,
but when I begin to tell them
they think I'm telling lies.
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Take up the White man's burden --
Send forth the best ye breed --
Go bind your sons to exile
To serve your captives' need;
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On that dark night when I was not able to sleep
When I wanted to escape from this earth
to a different galaxy..  I flew high and landed in this galaxy of poetry
Where I am happy and more satisfied than ever before
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My jolly fat host with your face all a-grin,
Come, open the door to us, let us come in.
A score of stout fellows who think it no sin
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The night attendant, a B.U. sophomore,
rouses from the mare's-nest of his drowsy head
propped on The Meaning of Meaning.
He catwalks down our corridor.
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I.
Wonder winged luminous in my eyes.
Elegance sheer I perceive and prize
On a flower who plays the sun of skies.
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MY STRENGTH

What is in life, so great?
Hard times arrive to hurt
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Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that brought
countless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it send
hurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogs
and vultures, for so were the counsels of Jove fulfilled from the
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NOTHING so true as what you once let fall,
"Most Women have no Characters at all."
Matter too soft a lasting mark to bear,
And best distinguish'd by black, brown, or fair.
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He that cannot choose but love,
And strives against it still,
Never shall my fancy move,
For he loves 'gainst his will;
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'Tis eight o'clock,--a clear March night,
The moon is up,--the sky is blue,
The owlet, in the moonlight air,
Shouts from nobody knows where;
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GEORGIC I

What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what star
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Some glory in their birth, some in their skill,
Some in their wealth, some in their body's force,
Some in their garments though new-fangled ill,
Some in their hawks and hounds, some in their horse;
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We laugh at the same funny things,
Our quick sense of humour just springs
From being together,
Whatever the weather,
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Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it send hurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogs and vultures, for so were the counsels of Jove fulfilled from the day on which the son of Atreus, king of men, and great Achilles, first fell out with one another.

And which of the gods was it that set them on to quarrel? It was the son of Jove and Leto; for he was angry with the king and sent a pestilence upon the host to plague the people, because the son of Atreus had dishonoured Chryses his priest. Now Chryses had come to the ships of the Achaeans to free his daughter, and had brought with him a great ransom: moreover he bore in his hand the sceptre of Apollo wreathed with a suppliant's wreath and he besought the Achaeans, but most of all the two sons of Atreus, who were their chiefs.
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Kanav Justa suggested I share my pizza with PoemHunter friends,
but I’ve found, when trying to send real pizza, my wife’s computer bends.
So you PoemHunter friends will have to settle for.... slices of my thoughts.
You’ll have to settle for “Poetic Pizza” Pieces my mind and pen have wrought.
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First impression of the past thoughts ever remain in memory for all who know that;
Even after many decades those lovely episodes of past bring joy by humour enjoyed then;
One may have grown to be an old man, but activities as child brings laughter to all;
That many recollect whenever meeting takes place on some functions long after!
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South West monsoon is causing greatest havoc in the West;
Houses are destroyed, many are buried in landslides and
Heaviest rain has flooded many places leaving people homeless;
For food and water they seek the kindness of the rulers sure!
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Living uncertain life in the unsteady world of things
Indeed is a great feat in everyone's history we know;
But by faith forgetting all odds, life of humour is lived
And that difficulties are forgotten in singing songs!
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Your gray hair, tangled by the
wind
with some gel
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Humorous talk is a skill that makes all laugh and live happy life in the world;
Laughter caused by humour makes one forget all worries and regain natural spirit;
It's a God given gift that makes society to live in joy whatever be the difficulties;
Worries, doubts and fear make all forget sense of humour and never remember laughter!
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a salvation
wave
that rocks
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The entry for the contest by Poet Jayne Louise Davis was posted on the 21st January, as PoemHunter records show. Within the deadline fixed by Kim. Though, we were able to detect it only now. So, I take it as eligible entry. I searched for it through the last night. Except for the comments by Kim and Belle, I wouldn't have found it. Thanks to all. Thus there are five entries: that of
1) Kim Barney
2) Cowboy Ron Williams
3) Bri Edwards
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Marriage without humour
is like a scentless flower
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My good sister, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you skip, walk and think,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the writing ink.
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We can know all things, change world and men but not destiny;
It is the greatest suspense all have to bite teeth and bear till end;
When and how our end will come, we don't know like next status;
Now one's status may be good or bad, but next status God knows!
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