Best Cheeky Poems
I am a cheeky monkey
Funny face
And long arms
To swing from tree to tree
Looking for tasty leaves
And maybe
A banana for my tea.
I live here in the jungle
With all my friends and family
But our home is getting
Smaller and smaller around us
As the giants with there machines
Cut down and burn the trees.
Granpa says soon we will have to leave our home
But there is nowhere else to go
What will happen to us
We are scared and do not know.
So much for humanity
Greed and a lack of caring
For God's creatures and our beautiful planet
Made to provide everything we need
For sharing.
It breaks my heart
And I'm sure God's too
Filling his heart with pain
He won't put up with this much longer.
And very soon the land destroyed
will flourish again..
For all eternity.
Peter Dome.copyright.2014.march.
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frontal nudity
she leapt from the highest cliff
falcon fancied top
Poetry Contest submission: Make Me Chuckle With A Haiku
Jack and John
went up the hill
to make us all a'giggle
They won't calm down
and when they clown
Our bellies are a'jiggle
A lim-er-ick
will do the trick
to get us all a'laughing
they write so well
each rhyme...a spell
That gets us all guffawing
They write of "wind",
they write of poop,
Each one a silly ditty
but here's the deal
These two are real
Their writes are really witty
Now Jack and John
just banter on
and comment to each other
They like to please
Oh, how they tease
As "funnies" they uncover!!
~~~~~~The END!!!!~~~~~
For Casarah Nance's 101 contest
September 9, 2015
Yes....The END is part of the word count! ;)
I remember the sail boat gliding
down the stream,over slippery
boulders and frothy cream.
The Kingfisher darting by, the
tangerine flash catching eye,
minnows hide, scattering fry
And ratty on the grass bank,
gnawing on a crayfish shank,
once he'd eaten the water drank
As Dippers bathed and the
Wagtail's played, in the safety
of the willows shade.
Jam butties covered in soil,
yesterdays bread curling up,
A bottle Tizer there to sup
Scratched knees and nettle rash,
Oiled legs from the bicycle chain,
The long walk home in pouring rain
Then mothers arms at the open door
A whack round the ear, asking what
for, your late, dinners on the plate.
A cheeky smile across this face
The cute cheeky boy
Has a hot magnetic smile
Yet he answers back rudely
Cute as an apple
His face displays innocence
His talks, childish and honest
Make me feel at ease
He insists for attention
And makes me see Paradise
With brown squirrel eyes
As sharp as the razor's blade
He gives us reasons to live
I spied a stranger when I went to town,
Sipping champagne whilst in his dressing gown.
He looked at me, gave a smile,
I gave one back it's true.
Thank you for the drink he said,
I've just charged this one to you.
" You're a twit-ta-woo! "
The cheeky owl criticized.
" You are one too-hoo! "
Written 15th October 2021
For the Owl Haiku Contest
Sponsor Robert James Liguori
There must be more to life than this,
I heard a hamster squeak.
All I do is sit around
With food stuffed in my cheeks.
I’m fed up with that wheel, too.
It doesn’t keep me busy.
Why do people think it’s fun
To make a hamster dizzy?
“A Cheeky Business”
Hot
Cross
Buns
You
smile when
She’s crazy mad
She’s
so
cheeky
all Her
bullets
are diamonds
She
makes you
laugh out loud
when you are
grey skies
sad
She's
a terrible
poet
kind of
cute
kind of
good
kind of
bad
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
“Look” / Sébastien Tellier
https://youtu.be/8jL0vy2YaDg
“Ours is essentially a tragic age,
so we refuse to take it tragically.
The cataclysm has happened,
we are among the ruins,
we start to build up new little habitats,
to have new little hopes.
It is rather hard work:
there is now no smooth road into the future:
but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles.
We’ve got to live,
no matter how many skies have fallen.”
D.H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover
“When we get out of the glass bottles of our ego,
and when we escape like squirrels turning in the
cages of our personality
and get into the forests again,
we shall shiver with cold and fright
but things will happen to us
so that we don't know ourselves.
Cool, unlying life will rush in,
and passion will make our bodies taut with power,
we shall stamp our feet with new power
and old things will fall down,
we shall laugh, and institutions will curl up like
burnt paper.”
D.H. Lawrence
“Life and love are life and love,
a bunch of violets is a bunch of violets,
and to drag in the idea of a point
is to ruin everything.
Live and let live,
love and let love,
flower and fade,
and follow
the natural curve,
which flows on,
pointless.”
D.H. Lawrence
LYRICS/ "Look", Sebastien Tellier
https://genius.com/Sebastien-tellier-look-lyrics
My love you are far
Much hotter than stars,
Your beauty brings light to my
life.
I really can't wait
For that wonderous date
When you finally become my
wife.
My mind has been blown
By the love that you've shown,
If only I'd known from the
start.
It's always been you,
But I never knew
That your feelings matched
those of my heart.
Now I think I need
to follow your lead
and head back to bed for a
while.
When we both wake up next
we can send loads of texts
'bout our dreams that dissolve
all those miles.
Pretty simple-minded girls are a funny breed.
They say that slippery boys take them for sport
While it’s them that chase the fleetings of greed;
They evade being hurt while it’s their goal to hurt.
The wise chap once hurt must ever stay alert
And dodge the inane schemes of such sly lasses;
He must be wary of the cheeky ladies who pervert
The very rare bonds of love they claim to seek.
It’s the cheeky hair,
It’s the cheeky dimples,
It’s the cheeky smile,
It’s the cheeky look,
As you cheekily do something cheeky,
You can tell he has been out with Daddy – he is wearing his cheeky face
I have a daughter who smiles a lot.
She always has stuff or things she got.
With silly white lies she does all day.
She likes to be notice and get her way.
With frowns she tries to make.
She thinks she can take.
My little daughter is wise.
When she knows she is in trouble she cries.
She wakes up in a cranky mood.
I scold her once and she understood.
She says things to confuse.
And she has a short fuse.
My daughter is open hearted.
But she gets me started.
I can talk all day and she would just say.
Daddy be quiet and stay.
She reaches with her arm in extension.
She wants to seek my attention.
Cheeky she is when she denies.
And now she knows her white lies.
It does not get her anywhere.
And daddy she knows care.
cheeky chipmunk
dressing
in mink fur
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
fluttering lashes soon part
cheek touching toward heaven
through their weave the stars appear
pin pricks on black batten night
Contest: Hammock in the Sky - Tanaga
Poet: Debbie Guzzi
Date: 9/5/12
*Cheeky /saucy, audacious, bold.