Best Absurd Poems

Theatre of the Absurd

Like an actor in a theatre of the absurd,
there stepped onto the stage a horrid clown,
an ego-maniac who makes his own staff clap for him
and who fast is bringing a nation down.

With just one month in office he’s done enough
that in another...

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A dog by the side of the road
Whelped out her cute little load
A copper who saw
Reeled off the law
Cited for littering I’m told...

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Overcome by a wave of curiosity
   I decided to try out seriosity
For which I'd no particular precocity
   'Twas an ill-fated breeze of impetuosity

With visions absurd of grandiosity
   I'd portray Julius Caesar with proper pomposity
Though, to be sure, my toga's...

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All of us are born ignorant and some
Of us remain that way I'm sad to say.
The knowledgeable flourish and become
The shepherds, the dumb just piddle away
Their lives like sheep in a grassy pasture.
The ignorance in our society
Exists through our own design I am sure
To guarantee...

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Absurd Walls:
By Mark Miller 03/08/2018

I sit in wait,
For melancholic relief
Consumes self-trust resistance.
Out from the clear and into the black shatter dust. 
Although, I cannot explain its purpose or meaning for there is none. 
Awareness prevents comprehension to the future posture rectitude. 
Only leftovers illuminate on...

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To me, you are purely ephemeral;
We are irrelevantly real.
And I am left with no one but myself,
With this hollowness I feel.

And still, I am hardly here,
Just a mass of scattered free radicals.
A steady-state cascade;
A time-killing fanatical.

I laugh because it is absurd,
And carry on without a...

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Godot has arrived
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
Alive and well thanks!

...said the haiku poster
Crudely pasted to the fence
Who was too busy selling stolen goods
To notice he was a notice
Announcing a brand new play
A fusion of two classics

Waiting for Godot
A play about a man who never arrives

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern...

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Limericks VII - Naughty, Bawdy, Risque, Absurd

There continue to be modern sequels of the famous "Nantucket" limericks, including this bawdy one of mine:

There was a lewd whore from Nantucket
who intended to pee in a bucket;
but being a man
she missed the damn can
and her rattled john...

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I

What if this life is a play,
and we the actors each day,
an insane play for sick and sadistic amusement.

II

Oh, then life would be nothing,
existence would mean not a thing,
all our pain and suffering just a absurd plot.

III

The dead just discarded actors,
our life determined by chapters,
a...

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There once was a man named Camu
said suicide's the thing you should do..
your brief life’s got no meaning
Sartre: "That's what it's seeming"
The universe- as I-- don’t care a whit for you!...

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THEATRE OF THE ABSURD


Puppets, all parts, perpetually working.
Tense strings, plucked, with novice fingers.
Ruby sawdust sparkles with the warm sun.
Puppets on strings, such silly things!

A play set nearby, a seesaw, those twins –
Hansel and Gretel, balancing between life and death.
The wretched sound of falling trees, pulled
from...

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Whose brain?.......
Did you put in?......
Abby Someone....
Let me think.........
The label... on the jar....
read....Abby Normal....
I think.........
A creative monster.....
living inside..........
....................her head.

Who;
Does labor?
in the
Laboratory 
of a 
Creative Life?

It is.......the......
abnormal brain.
Sewn together
under
experiments....

With ;
Thoughts streaming
under .......high....
electrical currents. 

A lightening......
fast speed........
In a moment of
..............   Ideas.
     ...

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We

..protest the right of others to protest
while defending our right to free speech
shout down the voices of others
exercising their right to speak freely.

.. pick at the feast of democracy
like children playing with their food
in cafeteria-like rebellion
dining on peace while waging war.

.. rush past a fallen...

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EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT NOBODY KNOWS

The Paleolithic Era was a long time ago. 
It consisted of a few years in a row. 
That's pretty standard as eras go.
I don't know what happened,
but there's one thing I know.
They didn't have any damned yards to mow.

But nobody really...

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(A poetic representation of this world unfolding before a child as he grows up to adolescence) 

He stood on a hill,
And saw a picture,
A silent stare at the universe,
Meaning without a description.

It hung by a branch,
Too weak to live,
The picture was of a child,
Represented by...

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