Best Affecting Poems
A man with a quiet demeanor
was cursed with a miniscule wiener.
He tried lotions and pills
But not one cured his ills.
Now he's a silent nail hole cleaner.
BY DALE GREGORY COZART
His todger though tiny still worked.
When he went for a wee it jerked.
He could still have full sex.
It was rather complex,
but when it was over he smirked.
BY JAN ALLISON
His wee-wee was indeed very wee
to the extent that no one could see.
When asked, “Are you a man?”
He replied, “Yes, I am.
You can follow up stream when I pee.”
BY DALE GREGORY COZART
Went out for a night with a hooker
Blonde but thick and no looker
When she saw his todger
Said my dog is bigger
You're taking me for a sucker
BY SEREN ROBERTS
A silent curse shrunk his wee to a teeny thing
I swear it is no bigger than a lil chicken wing
For sex a useless reject
Can't tell when its erect
We make jokes about his miniature ding a ling
BY MARTI
Wait a minute please, I won't tell a lie
isn't always small, it's big as apple pie
the winds were mighty chilly
affecting my poor old Willie
now you hurt my feelings, think I'm gonna cry
BY TIM SMITH
Big Bertha said, "It ain't the cubic inches
nope, the part for me what clinches
is strokes per minute
while they's in it
not a tool needs movin' with winches."
BY LIM'RICK FLATS
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Categories:
affecting, body, humor,
Form:
Limerick
For centuries, minorities have fought
to gain their human rights. How can it be
that even now so many folks do not
feel safe in “civilized” society?
And one can’t fathom the atrocities
this very minute somewhere going on
affecting innocents in towns and cities!
Great wickedness from day to dusk to dawn!
Laws were established to ensure that we
would have our freedoms each and every day.
I look around me. More and more I see
injustice taking human rights away!
I’m most appalled by censorship and lies
controlling us to feed elitists’ greed
as my so-called “free” government denies
the rights our constitution guaranteed!
The flagrant disregard of human rights
that’s happening today is sickening.
It’s history repeating . . . and the lights
are going out! End times are quickening.
Wake up and see what’s coming! If you don’t,
too soon it will be too late for us all.
Come stand and fight with me, for if you won’t,
we’ll be as slaves, and great shall be our fall.
Dec. 8, 2021
for the 'Human Rights' Poetry Contest of Robert James Liguori
Categories:
affecting, rights,
Form:
Rhyme
Yet another incident has happened today
When will these terrorists go away
Manchester this time at a concert
Some taken to early some really hurt
Thier war now affecting the general public
These people are just really sick
To target young children having fun
Your sick and something will be done
You will not scare us of British decent
Your cowardly acts you must repent
We will hunt you down and take you in
A six foot cell your life will begin
Prayers go to all those that were there
Great British people show that you care
For those that have lost I shed a tear
Defeat this terrorism show no fear
Stay alert and watch each others backs
We can beat these cowardly attacks
Categories:
affecting, child, conflict, together, tribute,
Form:
Free verse
MIND AND MOUNTAIN
Life
A climbing process
A gradual, grand ascent to view?
Mind can inveigle such
To go where all manner wild affecting grows
Foothills of some towering height
Mind can spirit one there
Ascent would be steep
Though earnest, determined
Path narrow
With stones of many sizes underfoot
And trees!
Such a wealth of enduring life
Resonating valley view
At intervals
See a meadow
Brook and wild life passing through
At one of these lush spreads
I would stop
Dabble toes in the crystal stream
Then push on
Seeking seeking
A view of the top
And the summit
Hazy through the mist
Well above timberline
Many stones now
Huge boulders
Make faulting my climb
The backward glance, though, faultless, clear
But rare the breath
Weakening the will
At last the top
Ah, the pain!
With blue heaven still afar
Dave Austin
Categories:
affecting, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
“There’s not a word yet for old friends who’ve just met.” - Jim Henson
Most people hopefully know that feeling
when things just happen to “click” between two people.
That has happened to me more than a few times in my life,
and often through poetry it occurs, as it did when I met
Caycay!
A tad younger than I and living far from me on the east coast,
Caycay lives in a house filled with kin, cats, and chaos -
bundled all together with love, for Caycay is most kind and generous.
She believes in things like Karma and being true to oneself,
not dwelling on negativity, and trusting things to the universe.
I credit her devotion to this belief system (along with other friends
of mine with similar views) to affecting my own views in these past years-
years which have been fraught with strange new circumstances for me.
In many ways, Caycay and I are quite different.
We have had very different life situations
and very different types of trials heaped on us.
Physically, she is short and petite; I am average in those regards!
She is ruled more by the heart and I by the mind.
She is not fond of writing in meter as I so often do,
but her poetry reverberates the multi-colored songs of her soul.
We both adore playing with words,
but while I often adhere to strict rules of grammar,
Caycay sometimes throws those rules to the wind,
and this wind-tossed creativity cleverly delivers
unique poetry phrasings that waft touchingly to the hearts of her readers.
Yes, Caycay was born to write, and as with all conscientious poets,
she and I share that marvelous passion.
Caycay is special because she never judges me;
she always uplifts me as she uplifts everyone who crosses her path.
We are completely ourselves with one another.
Nothing is held back, concealed, or sugar coated.
My other close friendships are all like this too:
not restricted by rigid conditions or confounded by silly misunderstandings.
How wonderful that I found a friend whose Horoscope chart
is even so compatible with mine!
Not just friends in poetry, we are soul sisters!
Sept. 24, 2019
* Caycay's birthday is coming up Oct. 3. Remember to wish her a happy birthday!
Categories:
affecting, friend,
Form:
Prose
I had three daughters and I loved them all.
And they knew I had the biggest soft spot
For Felicity, the middle one. Her grace followed
Everywhere and everyone in the village knew.
Her golden yellow tress, her fluttering eyebrows,
Her small upturned nose enhanced the small sweet lips.
And she was always laughing, affecting everyone.
She found a job in a children's paediatric hospital.
Children were her love and she would attend to them
As often as time permitted, leaving her to laugh,
Echoing in the corridors, by far a favourite of all.
One thing she never missed. The service was on Sunday.
In the end, by permission, she would sing her hymn.
Many came to hear her angelic mellifluous voice.
She always chose "Amazing Grace". Soft notes that came from the heart
And rising to a crescendo. No one was allowed to clap.
Her final words were always the same.
You come to adore God. Praise His Holy Name.
Categories:
affecting, appreciation, daughter,
Form:
Free verse
I had a quarrel with my own life
I didn’t want to divulge it to anyone I knew
It was then I met the one who in many eyes,
Had sparked feelings of sympathy or contempt
Confined to a wheel chair in a hospital room
Amid the smell of death and disease,
He looked so resigned to his fate
With a rare gleam sparkling his eyes
Convalescing after his sixth surgery,
Still having bouts of excruciating pain
What made me drawn to him, I cannot tell
Later I met him at his home several times,
Still on wheelchair, crooked and disfigured,
But with what stoic nonchalance,
He accepted his condition-
Cerebral palsy, a disease affecting all his limbs
He said it was after years of questioning
That he had learnt to take on his disability
It broadened his understanding of suffering
Giving him deltas of new insight...
He knows now, the stars would be brighter
Only with the light completely blown out!
Even when the ground falls beneath his feet
He finds a way to rise up from the ground
With every step he takes, he feels it better than yesterday
And waits for tomorrow in anticipation
Because he has made it today!
Sure he reigns as a true hero, stirring a spark
In the ash covered cinders of my heart
July. 28.2022
~Placed First~
To Honour my Hero Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Anoucheka Gangabisoon
Categories:
affecting, appreciation, endurance, motivation,
Form:
Free verse
“Throw Kindness around like confetti” (motto attributed to Kate Spade)
Throw kindness around like confetti.
Find chances wherever you go.
There's no act of kindness that’s petty
when light of your love you let show.
Confetti at parties and weddings
is celebratory and fun.
Let’s celebrate life in all settings -
from morning until the day’s done.
While driving to work on the freeway -
let cars in your lane! At the store,
be patient as well. Make somebody’s day.
Be cheerful and smile; hold open a door!
It isn’t so hard to simply be nice,
so wherever you happen to be,
try it once, try it twice, then try it thrice.
Happier faces you’ll start to see.
So take my advice and throw kindness around,
for the more acts of kindness you show,
the more will the ripples of sweet love be found
affecting the world with confetti-like glow.
Sept. 21, 2021
For unseeking seeker's Living Light Poetry Contest
Categories:
affecting, character,
Form:
Rhyme
Good old ageing inevitably involves loss
Affecting our faculties
Varied for each individual
Different losses ,different degrees
Frustrating and difficult it is
A struggle at times to say the least
Adjusting and learning to cope with
“Life’s old age beast”
Along with losses there are personal gains
We individually accrue
The greatest blessing age has gifted me
Is absolute appreciation and gratitude!
Categories:
affecting, age, appreciation, loss,
Form:
Rhyme
Mighty Ducks win the game
Pass the ball perfect the play
There's so much riding on your fame
Men clad in armor win the day
The crowds are grumbling they've all gone wild
The stripes bad call has hardened your trial
Yard by yard your penalties mass
But you'll take the lead with a touchdown pass
86 yards with a kick return
Your rival now should show concern
We love your power your drive your speed
The beer the bets the company
Football Game day
Phones be texting
Tailgate fun scores projecting
Simple fun that's life affecting
It's more than manly testosterone
That compels us to the game
It's teamwork pride the thrill of the fight
How the underdog pushed and overcame
Sports and competition have always been a way of life
Revealing the mighty but also the contrite
Teaching lessons of brotherhood
More victory together than alone we ever could
So when we gather scream and shout
Seemingly insane over a meaningless thing
Remember this on Game Day proud
When from the rest of life we simply check out
Is it really so bad to drink too much
With Oregon's O displayed
Colored faces worshiping the Duck
When they fumble we yell O F_ _ _
Be it victory or cruel defeat
There's more to this than meets the eye
It's about families, lovers and the best of friends
Gathering to play to laugh and to cry
Game Day for the Oregon Duck
Of our team we're so damn proud
As a fan have you made the cut
Or resigned to just miss out
Categories:
affecting, football,
Form:
Quatrain
Pollution is found in our rivers and seas
Of raw chemical waste and plastic
Toxic pesticides are killing the bees.
Mother Earth is down on her knees
This man made situation is drastic
Pollution is found in our rivers and seas.
In forests they're cutting down the trees
That is affecting everything climatic
Toxic pesticides are killing the bees.
Clouds of toxic dust travels on the breeze
That causes many to become asthmatic
Pollution is found in our rivers and seas.
More pandemics are coming with disease
The experts are not being overdramatic
Toxic pesticides are killing the bees.
Mother Earth will either burn or freeze
Seeing our earth dying is quite traumatic.
Pollution is found in our rivers and seas
Toxic pesticides are killing the bees.
Written on 14th April 2021
A MAJOR WORLD PROBLEM Poetry Contest
Sponsored By L. Milton Hankins
Categories:
affecting, earth, pollution, river, sea,
Form:
Villanelle
Laying her back on the wall of her prison
Why was it different
It hurt more
Shocked more
Chest heavy
Grief affecting her
This terrible ache consuming every pore
Harder to swallow
It was him she's sure
She loons at me
I know the look
She's hiding behind the sofa
Saying he's been back banging on the door
I know it was the tumble dryer upstairs
Her eyes are bloodshot
A beautiful bright blue bloodshot
Wide as fish eyes
She's been pacing all night holding a knife
She's holding an umbrella
I took the knives last time she cut her wrists
She's in torn clothes as she tears at her flesh
I feel my flesh tear
That's her last nice dress
No longer nice but torn and red
I give her trousers and a belt
My own only just brought
They drown her
At least she's covered
She says he's been calling her all night on the phone
I took the phone when she smashed it on the wall
I try to think of everything
In the bathroom there's hair in the chipped shabby sink
She's been pulling it out by the roots
I feel my scalp it's sore, alien
I feel everything
I removed the scissors when she shredded her scalp cutting her hair off
Saying this is why he had her
Her long golden hair
My hair
Lithium pills
In the cabinet, too many
Too many pills
She should of taken these
She calms
I calm
Promising to take her pills, begging don't send me back to hell
But at the secure unit she's safe
I'm safe
Says she'll have a bath and
be better tomorrow
She's settled, I'm settled
So I leave
I'll come back in the morning
I sleep soundly
First night in months
The morning light gives me slight hope
I can't remember this feeling much
I hear a crash
I run
I'm taking too long
Kicking the door in
I thank God for kickboxing
She's swinging from the oak beam in the ceiling
My belt around her neck
Juddering
I look for a knife
I look for scissors
To cut her down
Cut me down
I look for a phone to call an ambulance
I feel my body juddering
My heart stop beating
The belt
The new belt
I hadn't thought about the belt
Categories:
affecting, anger, death, depression, family,
Form:
Free verse
When I confront my loneliness
And look it in the eye
My independence seems like
Such a waste of time
My joys and my sorrows
Are shared by only me
And I question the purpose
Of my struggle to be free
I'm not sure I've defined
The web that's been protecting me
There's just something about
All those fears that are affecting me
Now here I stand
The cold wind around me
Stripped to my soul
No walls to surround me
Thrown caution to the wind?
No, not really, not quite
Still gathering courage
As well I might
To risk and be vulnerable
To whatever's waiting to start
To allow hope once again
To rest gently in my heart
Categories:
affecting, hope, introspection, love,
Form:
Verse
She's broken.
She just wanted her thoughts to be spoken.
For her words to mean something,
For her words to be affecting.
But she feels worthless.
Her dream was to become an actress,
to inspire others ti achieve their dreams,
but she had fallen in the streams.
She lost all of her hope,
having no way to cope.
She wakes up every morning,
ready to start acting.
She puts on her mask,
hoping for someone to ask,
hoping for someone to realize
how long this has been going on, and apologize.
Yet no one seems to care,
she feels like she shouldn't be there.
Since no one seems to notice her,
that is what she has inferred.
But then someone spoke up,
noticed how she was lost like a pup.
So they decided to help,
she first yelped.
For she never knew how to accept,
she only knew she wept.
Later, she saw light,
and shone bright.
She finally saw that she was someone,
not a no one,
but she meant something.
She was finally acknowledging
Her true beauty,
she found her true duty,
to help others,
and make things better.
Categories:
affecting, beauty, best friend, change,
Form:
Rhyme
INSPIRED BY THE FILM
DON’T LOOK UP
Humanity has become oblivious, ignorant to an inevitable lightening quick catastrophe,
Politicians and the rich and famous are known for their eccentric outrageous audacity,
Nobody has anything nice to say to anyone, anywhere, so totally unsatisfactory,
Each human being doing their own thing like ants, on a mission no more philanthropy.
Scientists work around the clock to save our planet Earth, animals and humanity,
Drugs consumed for fun, medication abused, both lowered humans’ immunity
A pandemic revolved around our globe, thus millions suffered and died, internationally
Scientist who study our galaxy, predict a life threatening event to happen imminently affecting us globally.
Don’t human beings realize that a comet might be coming to town and our planet will be extinct, dive
Into oblivion, the rich and famous will live, it is the poor, the hungry that Humanity will deprive,
The opulent and their money think they can extend their life, and thus forever and ever stay alive,
Build a rocket with capsules for themselves, animated in time, in which they stupidly hope to survive.
Wow, presume encapsulating oneself in time, a rocket in space comes true, and nobody fries,
Arising from the dead metaphorically in 20900 returning to earth, finding things have changed, surprise,
Surprise, no humans inhabit Planet Earth anymore, what will they meet, perhaps their demise,
The Chinese saying, may your wishes come true, actually a curse, hope you have said your goodbyes.
Categories:
affecting, humanity,
Form:
Rhyme