Best Comp Poems
There once was a poet called Jan
who took the Mick out of her fellow man
from the size of his ears
to the size of his wedding gear
she's the limerick writer from the Isle of Man.
comp entry 16082016
famous poets could have gone for a keats, kipling etc.
But Im not good enough, so went for a famous poetry soup poet
jan allison the limerick champion .
Categories:
comp, fun,
Form:
Limerick
(For Beloved Pets competition, submitted June 16th 2015)
Tell-tale marks from your last climb, those claw marks in the paper
removing the wall coverings better than a shop bought scraper
the light pull I have had to change, the curtain cords as well
shampooed the landing carpet three times now to clear the smell
each week another dead rodent and slugs, just one or two
you've turned the space behind the couch into your private zoo
The scratch posts I sent back (good job that I kept the receipts)
since for that job the table leg you find is hard to beat
sticky gunk on cushions, God knows where you'd picked that up
and leaping on the counter knocking off my favourite cup
getting me to climb, at my age, up into the tree
to rescue you but you climbed down and ran off, leaving me
the Fire department had a laugh, but no, you didn't care
but sashayed off, oblivious, long tail held in the air
piles of towels for drying you from days spent in the rain
on next door neighbour's garage roof, governing your domain
the Doctor says my blood pressure is just a little high
I felt I'd lose my dignity if I really told him why
since all it takes it just one look from two bright amber eyes
to soften up the heart of one long suffering old moaner
I love you my Celeste, my Cat, forever-
from your owner x
Categories:
comp, pets,
Form:
Rhyme
It's a ball and you kick it
Seems simple enough
But it's more than a game
'cos you have to be tough
I'm not talking a buzz-cut
Or some scars from a fight
For this resolve is internal
Overlook it, you might
You may cuss, scowl or spit
That doesn't impress
Now this game's claimed by women
Swapping shorts from a dress
And the girls that will follow
In their thousands for sure
In competitive joy
This old game has it's cure:
It is teamwork and faith
It is laughter and tears
It is training like crazy
It is banishing fears
There's never been greater
A reason or rhyme
To describe this potential..
Ladies - this is your time
For the men have inspired us
Reaching dizzying heights
But the women converting
So many wrongs into rights
Take tenacity, love
Add a wholesome respect
Work ethic unriveled
With the fans they connect
Crossing boundaries, restoring
All that seemed far apart
The game has been longing for
This feminine heart
Categories:
comp, football,
Form:
Rhyme
There once was a poet called Steve
Who was so every easily pleased
Just a thanks from pd
Always does it for me
She's the poet we all want to please.
comp entry skat always say for pd so pd it is :-)
Categories:
comp, fun,
Form:
Limerick
Through the corridors of time you travel
Just a gorgeous twinkle in a tenuous universe
So surreal to see you trip in my minds eye
Twirling into view like a dirvish of arcane times
Chanting in a Murmurous whisper incantations
then with a sonorous thunder clap she's gone
my very own tinker bell as turned to dust
she was more than any grown up's eye can see.
26052016 comp entry
Categories:
comp, fun, universe,
Form:
Free verse
My lips may move and the words I speak .
Are just reflections of the people I meet.
Some times I'm strong, some times I'm meek.
But I advise you listen,I don't use double speak
My inner voice cry's out ,never trust a sneak
comp entry 14/11/2016
Categories:
comp, fun,
Form:
Free verse
The Colour of the bird -means nothing if your going to be eaten
Categories:
comp, fun,
Form:
Monoku
Colour of the rose that I left with the note.
reddened eyes reading what I wrote.
Instructions for funeral readings I want spoke.
my motives and reasons I quote.
suicides my option the knife to my throat.
one single crimson drop lands on my coat.
nothing can stop me now, my depression had no antedote.
Very dark comp entry Its what came with Crimson 26072016
Categories:
comp, suicide,
Form:
Acrostic
For competition 'subject- Mars', sponsored by Joe Maverick
As I sit with my bucket and spade
looking at the sand castle I've made
no rain comes from the sky
no black clouds passing by
well at least it won't biodegrade.
The wife lies close by she looks cute
sun lotion rubbed on her space suit
she's started to wail
that she can't do her nails
it takes two hours to take off her boots.
Since I bought one, two minutes have passed
but my ice cream is melting so fast
I should have been wiser
it's covered my visor
no wonder I'm getting harassed
Our kids over there have just called
they've been foolishly playing football
but the gravity's low
so how far did it go?
no chance of recovering it at all.
Well, this is one hell of a summer
as holiday's go, what a bummer
the wife won't rejoice
because this was her choice
so next year we'll go somewhere less dumber.
22 June, 2015
Categories:
comp, humor, space, , cute,
Form:
Limerick
Luciano Pavarotti
sang for the posh and snotty
how his songs proved mighty popular
that old fat tum of the Opera
Categories:
comp, humor, music,
Form:
Clerihew
My curvy bouncy young mum bump
Of unjoy pump by punk guy jump
You wormy crony cuckoo cyborg of my numb womb grow
My ovum mock your wrong grown coup
Go mourn by of onyx orgy you grow
From crummy mob of gory cum you bourn
No cub run cry mummy for you my young unborn
No young curvy bouncy puppy boy by norm
Upon gun my coy gown for fun won
Now burn or bury my crow cow born
Categories:
comp, childhood, funeral, mum,
Form:
Verse
Some doc sold a dancer named Bubbles
A new set of fourty-four doubles
Men whistled and lusted
She slipped and they busted
But got Workman's Comp for her troubles
(Based on a true story)
Categories:
comp, funny,
Form:
Limerick
politians could start war in heavan
Categories:
comp, political,
Form:
Monoku
Silent one a great example of Humanity.
And so rarely uses profanity.
His competitions cause Insanity.
His judging never shows Brutality.
His challenges are never boring or show Mundanity.
His poetry comments never show Inanity.
His comments are measured and delivered without Volcanity.
His poetry has a real grasp on Reality.
With challenges that are always new and show Vitality.
He expresses a really open Mentality.
And even when you fail is comments show Urbanity.
He is not tied to the rules and Formality.
Always fair in judging with real Morality.
and if this effort gets an na it could cause a Fatality.
comp entry 22/01
Categories:
comp, fun,
Form:
Free verse
I've travelled a bit
Been to places, seen stuff
Met amazing folks
'til it seemed like enough
On my doorstep I found
Something far in excess
Of my wishes for friendship
If I truly confess
We can talk about love
Or the fanning of flame
But I'm peering much deeper
Again and again
There is something much clearer
If some time you can spare me
It is love but it's not and
I know that's contrary
It's a frequency vibe
It's the bell we can toll
With a resonance heard
By a familiar soul
I won't talk about home
For this is not a place.
Not a season or time
Or a prettier face
Like a journey within
A soul sister or brother
A connection profound;
Being lost with another
Suffice is to say
Come hail, snow or rain
Now I've found you, my friend
Lost with you I'll remain
Categories:
comp, best friend,
Form:
Rhyme