Humor Poems - Poems about Humor

“If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?” ~George Berkeley I wasn't there to hear the sound of trees falling in the forest ~ Schrödinger's cat may or may not have been there....

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She doesn't speak, she just observes feeling all the hidden curves every laugh and every tear holding close what's far and near in the noise, she's calm and still quiet heart, but strong will things that burn inside her chest never spoken, never stressed she's the calm beneath the storm different, soft, a secret form the loudest voice you'll never see the quiet one, who...

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How do you kiss? Tilt your head to the side Keep your lips together Or open them up wide? Do you force his head back Is that doing it right? But you might see right up his nostrils What an awful sight How long do you kiss for? A minute or an hour What happens if his mouth tastes Horrible and sour From all...

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I was delivering triple meat pizzas to the fat lady, during intermission. The death happened before I arrived; you can check the cameras. I wish I had seen something, so I could help you in your investigation. Some of the singers are whispering about people they suspect. Line sneaked in here, and was acting odd, I have heard this...

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We all have inner and outer lives. They’re messy, hopelessly intertwined, and more than mere mannequins to hang our word-art upon. I’m supported, in my unwritten life, by a structure of moods, both affine and counter-expressive. I’m, in turns, a tightly wound vagabond, an over-busy, fretful, unhappy liar (for what I will not share) and a happy, truthful mess (for what I...

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I want to write a poem today but the wood insists on ritual— Pledge and patience, lemon oil, a soft cloth circling what must be remembered. The coffee table’s judging me. The hutch has turned authoritarian. Even the banister is giving me splintery side-eye, and the bureau just rolled its drawers. My muse, naturally, has curled up in the dust bunny beneath the credenza, refusing to come...

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As happiness now, Johnson thunk, Requires that a fellow be drunk, Pursuing the happy, A literate chappy, So happy became that he stunk....

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the stones are smooth from years of wear but not the jostle to cross the square written June 16, 25 for Nette Onclaud's Crystalline Contest...

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Our story began behind bars with the broken, Displaying our armor with truths left unspoken. Through the gates each day, our counselor hats on, Where pain wore a face, and hope felt long gone. You, with your wisdom and counselor’s grace, Me, burnt out but still showing my face. We stitched up souls with words and care, In a world where few...

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Entropy Who can explain it Let it flee ...

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An old lady from North America, Owned an evergreen shrub called Ithaca, Its cones weren’t aromatic, She stored them in her attic, One night she transformed into silica. June 15, 2025. ...

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I checked my e-mail Deleted the spammer Then fixed my “I phone” With a store-bought hammer The Dr. scheduled a video visit I told him “I’d take a pass” Cuz there’s no way I’m stickin’ My own finger up my a.. My “phone” and I Seem to disagree ‘bout who’s in charge “IT” or me I asked SIRI what do you think “she” replied: I don’t I just...

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“Let’s hang this heavy picture,” I heard my wife say to me. Giving her a claw hammer I put a steel nail up high. “When I nod my head, hit it.” …That’s the last thing I recall....

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/ "Like Open-Mic Explosions from the End of Language". ~ Chat-GPT / _____ Madmen leaked a rash of sky-blue puddle; fatally cloistered the hat-flu's hubble - To wit: - the half-time half-life smile of she and the other half-wonder of me. Far far ready to say maybe to love; moved in half-dream to plumb half-baked memories. ("But weren't their novel 'dogs-of-war' and lovely...

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The warden's dog steals every snack, The inmates plot to get them back. A daring heist for honey buns, 'Til Fluffy wins, and off he runs! The gym’s a war of flexing might, Larry claims he’s built for flight. He jumps, he flaps, he hits the ground, The...

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