Best Cliche Poems
If a cat
caught my tongue
it must have been after that
frog
in my throat
that was after those
butterflies
in my stomach
Was it vertigo
or did the earth move
I don't know
but you
are all that I need
01/13/19
For Bobby May's
Your Interpretation Of What Love Is Poetry Contest
I am a cliché
A soul walked along the water
The winds yelling cliché cliché
A dark soul was on the other side waiting
The winds yelled again cliché cliché
The two souls met inside this cliché
Of dark poetic solitude
They ordered drinks and black roses
In the cafe of clichés
From the skies appeared an Angel
Looking down upon this earth
At the clichés of life
The angel too walked in the bar of dead souls
Immediately she realized
I have walked into a cliché of dreams
The most terrible of poem and verse
Attacks my very, my very, yes oh yes, my very soul
Then it dawned on this angel of the evening
That he too is a cliché and somewhat confused
The three of them in the darkness of life’s parodies
They downed some shots and spilled some blood
Slightly inebriated one looked at the other two?
He demanded what the hell is a cliché anyways?
The darkest of souls, replied, I think is Spanish for friends!
This narrative my friend is a poetic rendition of the three amigos
Touché
Ops
I mean cliché
My Lobster means it too
It's raining cats and dogs on a dark and stormy night -
with such a stroke of genius, a poet starts to write.
Inane clichés he's banging out to beat the band,
a booby trap as big as life to bite the poet's hand.
It opens up a can of worms to catch the early birds
but with no bird in hand he'll have to eat his words.
The tropes are fresh as daisies, with infinite supplies
of broken-hearted lovers, and rainbow butterflies.
Garbage in and garbage out, it's fun and games for all,
to sell you down the river and drive you up the wall.
For if it's true a pen is more mighty than a sword,
then we're as good as dead, for to death we will be bored.
They say "money makes the world go round" I really don't understand
I thought it was a magnetic field not something made by man
They say "don't count your chickens before they begin to hatch"
but what if my eggs came........... from a totally different batch?
They say "what goes around comes around" I'm just a little bit confused
How can I use the same fire cracker when I already lit the fuse?
They say "what goes up must come down" but what if its in outer-space??
Does Newton's law of gravity come back and smack us in the face??
They say "a way to a man's heart is through his stomach"
This seems like a very hard task, and isn't it true to reach the stomach
the heart at first you must pass???
They say "beauty is only skin deep" what does that really mean?
Is it because we bathe with soap that our pores are really clean?
All these quotes and cliches and the all around play on words
got me all confused I think its just absurd
But I can't blame anyone I can only blame myself
I should of picked up the thesaurus thats been sitting on my shelf
Life as a manic-depressive's very drab,
and wearisome at times; it's bad enough
to drag me down where I don't feel so tough.
When manic, I have the rare gift of gab;
when I do, I want to take a taxi cab
to the club; get smashed; and act like a rough:
but I don’t as I fear the cops' rebuff;
so, I behave like mice trapped in a lab.
My life's so full of hopelessness, it seems;
if I could, I would end it right away;
but that'd be taking it to dire extremes
and drama; so I oscillate all day,
and at night craft poems of less suicidal themes—
God! I'm such a wretched, bipolar cliché!
Beauteous creature with iridescent...
No, no
Painted lady with colors bright...
No
Stained glass wings...
Maybe
Flitting, flying from flower to...
Definitely not.
Ugly tree-destroying caterpillar...
That's more like it
Reborn a beautiful butterfly...
Dagnabit
Scares the heck out of me when it lands
on my arm, so I crush it...
On the right track
And then I feel guilty for the rest of
my life...
Got it!
Stupid, senseless insect. What good are
you anyway?
Are cucumbers cool
As a general rule?
How fresh is a daisy?
Are loons always crazy?
How snug is a bug
When he’s not in a rug?
How gentle are lambs
If not happy as clams?
How clever’s a fox
That’s as dumb as an ox?
How fit is a fiddle
Not clean as a whistle?
Are doornails most dead,
Or are dodos instead?
Is it drier than toast
To say “deaf as a post”?
Such puzzles befuddle and much mystify
Till suddenly you see they’re as easy as pie!
When it came to dating I had a soul full of sorrow
But all of my friends told me to hang in there
When we met I felt you looking into my soul
My soul laid bare with all protection lost
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder
And I would wait with bated breath to see you again
I finally knew what it was like to fall head over heels
Everything’s coming up roses was my first thought of every day
As time went by our love reached new heights
I thought our love could stand against the sands of time
Then sand started to fall through the cracks
The self-doubts and thoughts that no one understands me surfaced
Your spending was also a cause for concern
You have champagne tastes and a beer budget
When we split there were words that were left unspoken
It felt like you tore out my heart that day which I’ll never forget
My heart withered like a raisin and my tears fell like rain
After all no man is an island we are much more than meets the eye
I know now that your beauty is only skin deep
But it doesn’t do any good to cry over spilled milk
My friends say time heals all wounds
I guess when all is said and done
I’m sitting here left with nothing but a soul full of sorrow
Cliche Heaven
Be it as it may I'll try my hand at some clichés
and address the elephant in the room soon when pigs fly.
It’s a win- win situation, put your game face on, work the crowd
as we wrap our heads around comparing apples to orange.
We are all data driven, with an ace in the hole, stick a sock in it
while stepping up to the plate and peeling back the onion
and easily hit it out of the ballpark with a world of hurt.
Be my team player, run with this, my agent of change
but don’t throw me under the bus as you think outside the box.
We can touch base later seeing where the rubber meets the road
and put boots on the ground, a perfect storm, deal with it.
Here’s my two cents, if it works I'll go off the beaten path
driving route 66 on the road not taken when it’s up for grabs,
and taking a walk in the sun, learning the new math.
That said, don’t put me out to pasture, wait for it,
there’s no sign of my slowing down, its going viral.
These are the signs of the times, take the bull by its horns,
It’s a brave new tomorrow and all bets are off.
Don’t force my hand to be up close and personal
I’m a rebel without a cause and to die for.
Don’t get bent out of shape raising the bar in the winds of change
There’s something for everyone, just another babe in the woods.
Stay tuned, like, duh, as a matter of fact, at the end of the day,
it’s a last ditch effort as you live and learn the luck of the draw.
Pay it forward, that’s the ticket, give and take, get a wake up call,
same song and dance, say what you will, you’re as sharp as a tack.
It’s all smoke and mirrors, just splitting hairs to reinvent the wheel
and walk the red carpet for a quick buck to pay as you go
Heaven help us,
I believe there's an app for that.
Six straight bottle of beers
Pick yourself up, walk in the clear
My last text was a revelation
Your response was a mere reaction
Of what comes for us tomorrow.
You built a barrier of cashmeres
A deafening silence calling for tears
But a smirk is all I can give
I don’t breathe agony. It’s not how I live
Truth sets me free, the cliché disabled you from me
You are now blinded by my reality
It’s still me, the weird girl you once fancy
I can only plead in silence
My words to bend the stereotype of my decadence
But this won’t keep me still, I need to pay the bill.
Our short memories will be my reference
A proof of being felt above the city of iridescence
Thousand miles apart
All I have is a pen and paper to deliver my heart
To a definite, saddening, heartbreaking end
Cheers!
This expires the vague collage of our happy trend.
The crocodiles teeth,
They n'awed into me
And tore me up limb by limb,
But I am not dead, nor alive
I'm a vision, a spiritual surprise!
A woman who bleeds from the eyes
For justice, and not to be criticized!
Do you understand that
even ghosts have to be remembered?
To be Recognised!
Once in a blue moon I have been told
The cliché’s clan gets together with the Catch Phrase posy
If I have told you once I have told you a thousand times this story or are you the last one to know?
Well, it all started for no rhyme or reason but you could see the writing on the wall.
Rat Race and horsing around would be in charge of the children’s activities for the day.
While crazy as a loon and Wacky Tobacky would take care of the entertainment.
Ice Queen would be the bartender for the night and Wall Flower would play the music.
Requests were already pouring in from the peanut gallery.
Young whipper Snapper like to hear a country song called one step forward and two steps back
And Jonny come lately wanted to hear a rock song called Chip off the old block.
Class clown always wanting to be the center of attention got drunk and started dancing
On the picnic tables.
Simon Says and Mother May I where there to tell everyone what to do and where to sit.
This would be a catered event so One sandwich short of a picnic was hired to feed this Motley crew.
On the menu was Fish out of Water served with two peas in a pod and for dessert The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree Al- a- mode.
Everybody was having a great time until the trouble makers showed up.
One for the road and Three sheets to the wind where known for starting drunken brawls.
The worst thing was they brought their 3 grown sons Hammered, sloshed and pickled.
If I only knew then what I know now left early. She had a feeling there would be trouble.
Penny for your thoughts would be collecting the raffle ticket money and No time like the present would be handing out the prizes.
Liar Liar Pants on fire and Cry me a river were sore losers and always made a scene if they lost.
It will be a cold day in hell didn’t want to go so he sent his wife Heaven to Betsy.
Too much of a good thing got sick and ended up taking the bus# Catch22 home.
Well, nothing lasts forever was the last song of the night and Turn out the lights the party’s over security guard company showed everyone the door.
The end.
I long to drive an impractical car
a convertible
with seats for two
and wear impractical clothes
Chanel suits that say
“Dry Clean Only”
I want to live in an impractical house
downtown
three stories high
with white carpets,
and closets I can lock
with a key.
But I'll drive my practical van
with seats for seven
and wear denim and sweats
I'll buy that split level in suburbia
with carpeting the color of body fluids
and chocolate milk
Because the soft sweet cheeks of a newborn,
the smile of a gleeful toddler, and
the straight arrow logic of a preschooler
and the antagonism of a teen
are worth far more to me.
True, it's a cliché, but only
truth breeds cliché. And my love
is true.
concrete heart crumbles within Eden's flower garden ~ evergreen love
Cliche used: opposites attract
Example for Monoku 5 cliche contest.
Silent One
4 January 2017
I want to drive an impractical car
a convertible
with seats for two
and I'd treasure some impractical clothes
Chanel suits that say
“Dry Clean Only”
I long to live in an impractical house
downtown, three stories high
with white carpets
I covet a phone that rings only for me
a password the kids don't know
and shoes only I can wear
but I'll drive my practical van
with seats for seven
and wear denim and sweats
I'll buy that split level in suburbia
with carpeting the color of body fluids
and chocolate milk
Because the pillowy cheeks of a newborn,
the smile of a gleeful toddler, and
the straight arrow logic of a preschooler
are worth their weight far more to me.
True, it's a cliché, but only
truth breeds cliché. And my love
is true.