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A Clean Limerick

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There was a black cat on a grave

He did not want to misbehave

He was abandoned there

And it was just not fair

But then he attended the Zombie Rave

 

 

 

 

This Limerick was inspired
by "Limerick Friday"/Facebook

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Limerickcleanfunny poem

Ninety one Word Story of My Life

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I was born in Texas and raised in Arkansas. I was taught that if you worked hard and tried even harder you could accomplish anything.

In some ways this is true. At the age of 26 I joined the army.

Even though my service from 1986-1988 was a little boring. I did something that at the time was unusual for a Woman. I served along side Men and pr...

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91LifeStoryWord

Difficult Haiku

To end life support

A difficult decision

Rest in peace Daddy

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LifeSupportdeath

Happiness?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes I wish I

were a little more happy.

But I just feel

so darned sad.

 

Sometimes with myself I

get a little angry.

Sometimes I get

a little mad.

 

It's said to "Look

for the silver lining."

But all I see

is the dark cloud.

 

I try to quite

the uneasy voices.

But sometimes they are

just so...

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AngerSadunhappiness

Another Two Line Horror Story

I look into the mirror, an old Woman is staring back at me!

AHH!, oh wait, it's just me.

 

 

HA! HA!

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funnyhorrorlineScarrystorytwo

Two Line Scary Story

There are ghost to my left and to my right.

I look at my hand, oh no, I can see right through me.

 

 

 

 

This was an old writing challange.

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twoline. scarryghost story

A Lone Tree Survives

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A lone tree survives

In Man's greed to make money

Is our own downfall

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downfallHakiuman'sTree

Alliteration Poem About Anger

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Anger

Begats

Animosity

Begats

Antagonism

Begats

Annoyance

 

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Alliterationpoetry

Lune Poetry

Anger consumes me

Eats my soul like cancer

Self inflicted hell

 

Woman in mirror

Who is this old person

OMG it's me

 

A ghostly soldier

Wife and babe are alone

Price of Freedom

 

Mimes make rhymes

Sure Mimes can make rhymes

Who'd hear it

 

The many criticisms

Crash on me like thunder

Endure the storms

 

A hollow vic...

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lune poetry

Daddy edited poem

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My brother

called you back

from the edge

of death.

 

But you were

in so much

pain, and you

had suffered enough.

 

We said good bye,

My Mother, My sister,

My brother and I.

 

We held each

other and

we cried.

 

The day that

you left us.

The day

...

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emotional painlovelost father

Daddy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My brother

called you back

from the edge

of death.

 

But you were

in so much

pain, and you

had suffered enough.

 

We said good bye,

My Mother, My Sister,

My Brother and I.

 

We held each

other and we

did cry.

 

The day that

you left us.

The day

...

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lost fathersaddness

The One I Love- 15 word poem

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Look into

my eyes.

 

The sparkle

you see

in them

is my

love for you.

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lovepoemshort poem

I have the right to write

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I have the

right to write.

You may not

like what I

have to say.

 

I have the

right to write,

I'll do

it anyway.

 

I have the

right to write.

With this you

may not agree.

 

I have the

right to write.

You know where

you can kiss me!

 

 

This was written a few

...

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Writingsillyexpression

Footle Poems

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mime Rhyme

 

Mime rhyme

In time

 

Dance

 

Up down

Around

 

Breeze

 

Some fun

In sun

 

Isabella

 

A cute

Patoot

 

House

 

A mouse

In house

 

Home

 

A cat

Big rat

 

Canada

 

A moose

Is loose

 

Happy

...

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sillypoemsfootle

So Very Alone

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My name is Susan and this is my story.

When I was nine years old my parents and I moved to a run down farmhouse. This house was in the middle of nowhere. We were miles from our nearest neighbor. This made me feel so very alone.

About a month later my Ghost made his first apperance. It was a windy night. I was ...

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scarryghost storyfamily

My Mother In Law, My Mon

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I called you

Mom from day one.

You called me

Shirley, sometimes

you called me Hon.

 

But I had

to let you go,

I had to say

"Good Bye."

But in my heart

I said,

"Mom please

don't die."

 

That was more than

ten years now.

Sometimes I

still cry. That ...

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MomLawInMother

Eyes in the Darkness

 

 

 

 

 

 

Through the window

a star less night,

only gloom and stillness.

 

A shadow

moves in

the hollow.

 

Across the clearing

a pair of red

flaming eyes!

 

They seem to

float through the

air.  The

fear, the horror!

 

I close my

eyes afraid to

look.  Afraid of

what I might see!

 

I...

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scarryparanoiaeyes

My Poetry

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In writing poetry

I am a hack.

But I enjoy

writing so give

me some slack.

 

With the

comments don't

be mean, or

overly critical.

 

Please be

correct,

and please

be political.

 

 

This poem was not written

about anyone on writeoutloud.net

This is jus...

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poetryhackcriticism

Birds on High

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I saw birds

flying high

in the sky.

 

I wanted to

join them but

I can't fly.

 

Sometimes I feel

low, and I

just want to cry.

 

My smile, for

you see it

is fake.

 

Cause my soul

it surely

does ache.

 

I look for

a glimpse of

peace, ...

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birdssoulpeace

Haiku about Dad

His whistle echo's

The memories of my mind

Really miss my dad

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emotionsfatherhaiku

So Why do I Write

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So why do I write?

I am not a poet,

but I write a

lot of poetry.

 

So why do I write?

I write to

show my

point of view.

 

So why do I write?

Sometimes it's to

feel like I have

a small amount

of control.

 

So why do I write?

I write what

I feel.

 

...

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writepoetrywhyI

Christ Love in lamp shape

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Heart beats young

heart beats old,

with a love of Christ

Your heart beats bold.

Be ye rich, be ye poor, with

a love of Christ you'll have so

much more.

The rain falls

on just and unjust.

But remember Christ

rain settles the dust.

Don't float listlessly

on a s...

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Christlampshape

Lanterne Poem

 

 

 

 

 

 

Heart

beats young

or beats old,

make yours his home

Chirst

 

 

 

 

This is my first attempt

at writing a Lanterne poem.

 

 

 

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poemLanterneChrist

Heals The Soul

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It's said

"laughter is

the best

medicine."

But poetry

heals the

soul.

 

 

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Laughterpoetrysoul

Jimmy Rockford

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jimmy, Jimmy

you are the one.

You make being

a detective

look like

so much fun.

 

Angel may involve

you in an escapade.

You'll get him

out of the mess,

but you'll never

get paid.

 

We know being

a real detective

can be

 quite boring.

But when we

watch "Rockford"

yo...

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FilesGarnerJamesRockford

Ghostly Quiet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was ghostly

quiet, not a

living soul around.

No one to

hear my cries.

If I should

die not to

be found.

 

There was only

silence, I felt

so scared and alone.

To pass away

and it not

to be known.

 

I clasped my

cross tight in

my hand.

I praye...

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realdreamnightmare

I'm Not Perfect

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm Not perfect.

 

Some say I'm

too ugly.

Some say I'm

too old.

Some say I'm

too reserved.

Some say I'm

to bold.

 

I am who

I am.

I'm not

fancy or glam.

 

I'm not perfect.

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uglyperfectnot

A Letter to Myself

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You promised yourself

to begin acting sensibly.

Up until now your

choices have been

less than satisfactory.

 

Make the right move.

It is still within reasonable

time. Acknowledge

you need help.

 

Your history has

been spotted, but

you have a

nimble wit.  Of the

art...

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your letter

The One I Love

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If ever you

doubt my

love,

look into

my eyes.

 

The sparkle

you see

in them

is my

love for you.

 

If ever the

sparkle diminishes,

do not fear.

 

My love

is not

gone.

Only that

my health

has diminished.

 

 

A little late for valentines,

b...

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lovehappiness

The Emergency Room Visit

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

     I find an empty chair in a crowded emergency waiting area. I have a bad case of the flu and feel like I am going to die.

     Seated across from me are three young girls and their mother. I assume their ages to be around 5, 7 and 9 years of age. The youngest and most vocal of the three, Denise says, "Let's pl...

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DreamEmergency room spooky

The Ole Fishin Hole (Haiku)

The ole fishin hole

Toss a stone it make ripples

Water has turned green.

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haikufishingEnvironment

Deep Down Inside

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Deep down

inside,

I have

no pride.

 

Deep down

inside,

I've taken

the slide.

 

Deep down

inside,

my soul

the demons

 have fried.

 

Deep down

inside.

 

Shirley Smothers

 

 

I wrote this poem a few years ago. I wrote it to be bad on purpose.

Someone rec...

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Bad poetrySillyhumor

Sweet Isabella

Baby girl is home

Mom and dad so very proud

Sweet little baby

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haikubabyhome

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