A is for Aprons, like Moms used to wear.
B is for Barrettes that adorn young girls’ hair.
C is for Coats, many colors and styles.
D is for Diamonds, best friends that brings smiles.
E is for Elbow pads skateboarders use.
F is for Flippers folks might wear on a cruise.
G is for Gowns, to wear out . . . or to bed!
H is for Helmets - Hard Hats for one’s Head.
I is for Indian saris so bright.
J is for Jewelry that dazzles at night.
K is for Kilts used by Scotts, do you know?
L is for Lingerie, a woman’ peep show!
M is for Masks to look scary or funny.
N is for Necklaces from your sweet honey.
O is for Overalls, comfy for big men.
P is for Pajamas, so easy to fit in.
Q is for a Quilted skirts and jackets too.
R is for Rags - what our worn clothes turn into!
S is for Shorts, for a day warm and glad.
T is for Ties that we all give to Dad.
U is for Underwear. I can see France!
V is for Vest. It enhances your pants.
W is for Wig, great when hair has been shorn.
X is for Xmas clothes too rarely worn.
Y is for Yamaka - only for Jews.
Z is for Zippered, the clothes over buttoned ones that I would choose!
Oh, the things we’ve been wearing since Adam and Eve
first started it off by just wearing their leaves!
For the ABC Contest of CYNDI MACMILLAN
Written by Andrea Dietrich, a big fan of poetry and PoetrySoup.
I went fishing the other day.Caught a fish that I was surprised.
The fish was a least six inches long.
I took my fish and went to the market to look for beer.
Their I told, the butcher I caught a fish.
That was 12 inches long.
On the way to my house I saw a cop friend of mine.
I told him that i had a fish that was 18 inches long.
I stopped for a few beers at the bar I saw joey the postman.
I told joey that i had a whopper of a fish that was
Two feet long
Black Jack dealers
Dealing the cards
Taking all my money!!!!
Zooming at the very end
Yelling around I find my way
Xtremely touchy and tearful
Why does it always have to be
ABCD and not WXYZ!
Messy is spilling her drinks in my car
Curious keeps asking me questions
Bossy is telling me ways to go
Because unorganized just lost our directions.
Impatient is complaining she’s tired of waiting
At the red light she’s telling me to go
Vain just took my rear view mirror
To brush her hair real slow.
Excited is jumping up and down in his seat
While discouraged keeps telling him to keep calm
Talkative is telling me a bunch of nothings
While annoying keeps tapping my arm.
I’m on this road, with a bunch of emotions
And I’m lost between my routes
I stop the car in the middle of no where
And I yell “EVERYONE GET OUT”.
“I can’t keep driving in this car full of emotions
And I don’t even know where we are”.
They all start to snicker, I turn around
Sneaky just stole the car.
A is for Acrostic, where the first letter of each line spells a word
B is for Burlesque, a poetic type bordering on absurd
C is for Clerihew, a short and humorous verse
D is for Didactic, meant to improve morals at first
E is for Epithalamium, written for a groom and his bride
F is for Free Verse, where the rules go and hide
G is for Ghazal, with a shared rhyme and refrain
H is for Haiku, getting it just right is a pain
I is for Iambic Pentameter, which is the poetic beat
J is for Jargon, where real and fake words do meet
K is for Kwansaba, another non-rhyming form
L is for Limerick, where many a giggle has been born
M is for Monorhyme, the same rhyme on each line
N is for Narrative, which tells a story every time
O is for Ode, a lengthy, lyrical poem
P is for Pastoral, describing the rural life I call home
Q is for Quatrain, rhyming verses with lines that count four
R is for Romanticism, think of the Romeo and Juliet score
S is for Sonnet, fourteen lines with a conventional scheme
T is for Tanka, first appearing on the Japanese scene
U is for Unique, which every written poem wants to be
V is for Villanelle, repeating lines one and three
W is for Worthwhile, which I think most poems are
X is for X-cellent, those poems written by stars
Y is for Youngsters, who should start writing their own
Z is for Zebra, my own black and white poem
So pick up your pen and try your hand at these styles
Included in poems makes the written word smile
There's a party going on in my subconscious
There's a siesta in my head
if it wasn't for all this excitement
i might as well be brain dead
There are fireworks in my motor area
New year in my cortex
in my cerebellum it's Christmas
who says all on my brain is sex
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A is for Arrogance, a proud unbending prince,
B is for Burden, his stony heart of flint.
C is for the Court, Arrogance's royal home,
D is for Dunce, a learned little gnome.
E is for Elegance, a beautiful princess,
F is for the Fabric, that built her lovely dress.
G is for the Gems, that glittered in her crown,
H is for her Hair, that shining shimmers down.
I is for Intelligence, Dunce's greatest gift,
J is for his Joking, for Dunce's wit was swift.
K is for the Keel, of Elegance's fated ship,
L is for the Lighthouse, upon the fated trip.
M is for Miscalculation, by which the ship did sink,
N is for Nonsensical, for the captain didn't think.
O is for the Oddity, by which Elegance was saved,
P is for the Panic, that dragged the sailors to their grave.
Q is for the Quality, with which the princess swam,
R is for the Rock, she grabbéd with her arm.
S is for the Soldier, who spied her lying on the shore,
T is for the Time it took, to carry her to palace door.
U is for the Union, Dunce had secretly long planned,
V is for the Violence, with which Arrogance kissed her hand.
W is for the Wedding, which Arrogance then desired,
X is for the Xeniums he gave, to keep his love from being tired.
Y is for the Yes, compassionate Elegance gave the feller,
Z is for Arrogance's saving grace; his wife, the royal young Zitella...
His heart is kinder now, people have been heard to say,
And he rarely ever frowns, even to this day...
MY GOOFY SIDE
I'm just a little bit loofy
Just a tad goofy
I do many things
That will take you for a ride
But don't hide
Your about to see my true side
I talk to me
I walk with me
I say high and hello
Then my stomach is quivery like jello
I talk to people
I know how to bounce
I do what I need to
I don't give an ounce
I live a goofy life
I just love it so
I am real life like
I'm feeling like plado
Normally, I would write more normal
What's normal if you have to be so formal
Gotta be strict and serious all the time
I almost feel like being perfect is a crime
I have to be friendly with everybody
I'd rather do that if I was making money!
Everybody has a goofy side
What I just said is no lie
So your things and who cares
It doesn't matter what other's think
Heck, I joke around saying “I need a shrink”
I really don't, not that I know
It just shows that I keep on the low
People know me and I know them
I show my goofy side now and again
Up and down, bouncing around
I guess I am the number one clown
Hell Nah, huhn uhn, **** you, and nigga pleaz!
And, no you can't borrow back yo child support
and, no you can't the kids up late,
and bring'em back early.
I thought we settled that *****in court.
And, hell nah, huhn uhn, **** you, and nigga pleaz!
No, I can't be yo friend on facebook!
I don't like you in real life.
So, how's it gonna work online?
So don't submit a request,
because you'd be wasting your time.
Hell nah, huhn uhn, **** you, and nigga pleaz!
I don't give a damn,
whatchu told yo family about me.
Because as far as I'm concerned,
they're probably just like you.
So, it matters a damn, if they doubt me.
So, starting right now,let's get this straight.
I'm strapped as it is,
and you wanna add more to my plate?
So, let put it down for you,
because right about now,
I think you need it. Float you a loan?
Pay the bill on yo phone?
Blow off all the disrespect, that you've shown?
Listen to the message that you left,
where all you did, was cuss, *****, and moan?
You wouldn't be worth my time,
if you was do o yo knees,
but you can't even do that *****right,
even I wanted to be frustrated, and teasd.
So, I'll make it real quick, because,
I'm starting to wheez..
I look in the mirror and what do I see
Cellulite and stretch marks
Body perfect, that is me
I turn to the left and then to the right
My butt is way too big
But my tummy gave me a fright
I laughed out loud and nearly choked
I looked like a naked camel
Who needed to be stroked
I see my beauty and yes my flaws
If there has to be gravity
There has to be certain laws
Laugh at yourself
Hug yourself tight
Love every inch of you
Buy one and get one free
A special sale,but you can't buy me.
You had my heart and so much more
But you preferred the girl next door.
A very good price
But you know what they say
You get what you pay for
It shows everyday.
You can't send her back
you got her for free
The one that you paid for
Yes it was me!
I cost you time lost when you were with me.Your love and your laughter
was spent on me....
You get what you pay for.So now you're alone
Be careful for sales when theres no return.....
Friday night no home football game. Video games are a bore. Wrestling the same
old stuff. So what good is the weekend.
Sunday is here what a thrill needed to clean.The rotten grill.
Monday can't get here fast enough.
Then only four days to be completed. Then it's back to the weekend!
My Halloween screenplay is funny as can be
It’s funny how witchcraft is what we need to see
Brewing up trouble with all your classmates
The teacher will get angry, make no mistake
Crazy riddles from a child can be so scary
Being her classmate leaves you feeling wary
You may start a princess and end as a boar
As her riddles will leave you in an uproar
Will you return to normal after all this nonsense
Is the question that has everyone in suspense
You may not have believed in the paranormal
But you will start to see the proof is abysmal
Trick-or-treating can be more than a trick
As Jenny needs to get out of this fix
Laughter that gets you jumping off your seat
This screenplay is hilarious, that you’ll see
So if you’re looking for some trouble
To get you out of your bubble
Go to the site, quick and on the double
By: Doris Anne Beaulieu
At : http://youtu.be/XBmxebcXT0c
And nothing to do
For he’s tired too
We have Known each other for many years and decided to get married.
We did not invite her family, because most of them are scary.
Oh No, the word got out ,and to our surprise,
It was a group of her family, dressed up in a descise.
They were all holding signs, and trying to protest.
Stop this wedding they screamed. They really tried their best.
We made it to the car, We drove fast away
On our windshield was paint, spelling I hate you gays.
We held each others hands. No one could stop our love.
I guess this is what happens, when you carry the Gay bug.
shattered! i am closed down. my life is slowly breaking as more pains come in. i am hurt and i am sad. i am in denial.
disappointed! i am hurting and i am crying. i cry but my tears do not matter to anybody.
life! is this all there is to it? sufferings, pains and agonies? i am done for it. fed up! i have lost the fire to see tomorrow. that fire which ignites hope. oh! did i just mention hope?
hope! just what i need. wait! i have hope. i just dont have it with me or in me. hope is that which revives and it is just what am missing... a revival. i so much want to hope. ok, now i am hoping to have hope. does that mean that i already have hope? is it that am not just believing? well, then help me believe. i so much want to believe. i feel so alone and let don.
deserted! unwanted and hated! those words are ever in my mind. they echo in my dreams and in my sleep. they haunt me. the air i breathe is that of resentment and rejection. all i know about myself is that i am filthy.
yes! filthy. but not literally. stupid is the word she used. how could i not have seen it coming? am i really dumb as the other one put it?
stuck! i dont have the answer to that. ignorant he is, am sure you are telling yourself. i am slowly letting go. the people that matter to me most, the closest and the trusted have made me become this shallow person. my self esteem is dead and none of them care for it. i am a burden to most of them and you know yourselves. some have told me off. some have shown it and some of you are just about to.
why? i ask myself. what have i really done? yes! i know. i falter alot but do you have to hate me with all that is in you? i cry when i sit to think of my life, my friends, my family, my loved ones and what they all do to me. is there anything i can do to atleast feel a bit of your love? even just for a day?
i wonder! why am i still living? why am i still alive in this world where no one even wants to hear my name? letting go. but wait! maybe there is hope. all i can do is hope. and i wish!
i wish mum was still around. she's the only person that ever genuinely loved me. i hurt her, i insulted her, i disrespected her but yet she loved me even more. she taught me how to love and i loved. what did i get in return? hatred, resentment and all that i get from most of you.. why?
God! look upon me. show me your love and mercy. make me believe and give me the fire to hope.
i have one mind.
Thump, thump, thump., thump, thump
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, Weeeeeeeeeeee, plump.
My wife wanted to learn to drive.
I found myself in fear not for my life but for my insurance rates.
My heart beat fast and all I could see was those pearly gates.
She climbs in and said let's go.
First she put the key in to start and turn it on (and grind the starter which will be
I told her to put in reverse that is what r stands for not race.
We back out of the spot nice and easy.
Then I tell her right turn so she turns left.
We go a few feet which is a feat. Then left I tell her she turns right.
i then tell her the other right , she almost hits a car that's parked.
All of sudden I see these lights a cop behind us ,great what next.
He gave us a ticket which was no surprise.
We haven't left the parking lot.
She failed the lesson with a fling.I'm just glad she doesn't want to fly!
All the noise from upstairs is outrageous.
They should lock up thier children in cages.
But it is`nt the children I blame.
I`ts thier parents who made this a game.
They run all day long.
They`re like Gold Medal strong.
Everyday`s like a day at the races.
I lay in bed one and to my ears I hear a scream, Help,Help!!
I wonder if it was a scream of distress or one for fear
I run to the window and saw there a bright light in the sky.
Oh,what could it be i ask , to me
Help, Help, I hear once more then a great roar.
I know I wasn't snoring.
I jumped in my car to see what it was.
All the lights in the night.
When I got close, I did see a roller coaster and people yelling help!
My mind has endless thoughts
I keep wrting them on paper till I guess it stops,
The flow is so easy sometimes it is not real
How is possible to keep putting down what I feel,
I believe I am good and yet there is doubts
Do people understand what my poems are all about,
Does my mind have the knowledge to keep this going
Or just maybe one day I will realize that I don't know what in the hell I am doing,
It makes me feel good to write words on paper
To express how I think and my total behavior,
I am as normal as they come
But, you see there are some whom think I am dumb.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2011
I stand here on the corner waiting for you.
I watch as the sky turns to blue.
I stand for an hour and there is no you.
Just my power building is waiting for you.
l've now waited for two hours.
As my shoes turn to glue
I'm waiting for you.
Mad as I can be I say where can you be.
Not here and not there.
So I stand waiting.
The dark does come and it's time I go
Why do I stand here waiting for you?
When I could have walked around the corner to home.