Best Fun Stuff Poems
Well, here we are stuck at home 'cos everything's closed
So, we could do what we usually do and self-isolate
I mean, each of us could retreat into his room, shut the door,
and do what we normally do in there on the internet or whatever
Or, we could say to each other, "Hey, this is a real opportunity, guys!
Like, here we are together in the middle of the day for a change!!
Why not take advantage of this moment in time -- Who knows how
long it will actually last -- and do some fun stuff together as a family?!"
Like what?
Like what?
Like what?
Like what?
(My heart sinks a little as the question echoes through the house, but...)
Well, why don't we have a hootenanny and sing our favorite songs?
(Dead silence). Uh-huh, I see. Or, we could play charades, you know
(Eyes roll). OK. Don't all jump at once. How about a board game?...
You guys!! If you're not up for fun, let's at least have dinner together --
You say that you're vegan now...And that you've just now stuffed yourself...
Uh-huh... So, as I was saying, I just can't wait till this scare is over, and
we can all go back to our normal routines!
(Inspired by all the Adams, but with special mention to Frank,
Dr. Ram, and Christopher)
For being a lazy head, see what you reap. . .
I came from your ribcage while you were asleep!
I’m second but best, and I’m looking fly,
so get with the program. Wise up, silly guy!
Don’t get all riled now that I’m not your type.
Have you seen a mirror? Talk about hype!
Go look in the stream then and see what I mean.
I’m needing a king because I am the queen!
You can’t lay down laws, for Eve is my name.
And as the First Lady, rule-breaking’s my game!
And neither to me does size matter a bit.
I’m after a man who has style and great wit!
Around here you won’t find a 7-11.
What did you think? That we’d gone to heaven?
Inside this here garden, with plenty to eat,
I’ll cook, but you catch it. . . And bring me a treat!
If being away from my voice is your wish,
then go to that stream there and catch me a fish.
I’ve already trained all the parrots to talk
to entertain me while you’re out on a walk!
Go be by yourself whenever you please.
I’m woman, and I’ve put the creatures at ease.
The mammals already have found me so grand,
I’ve got them all eating right out of my hand.
Because of my wisdom and my patient ways
I think we’ll be living here millions of days.
So don’t bother me and I won’t bother you.
And maybe we’ll even find “fun stuff” to do!
A doctor named Ram in a garden nearby
is looking for someone who digs a smart guy.
He says that he needs the “intellect’s touch”
I might just go there if you hassle me much!
And off somewhere else I heard of another
named Adam too. Could he be your brother?
I might like to check him out, though his Eve
has told me he fancies himself with a Steve!
And don’t think I’ll leave for your telling me to.
There’s only so much you can get me to do.
That snake tried to give me an apple. The fool.
I rarely eat fruit, but a roast sure sounds cool!
So gird up your loins and catch us a lion.
Then I’ll don my leaf apron and begin fryin’.
And just you remember, in sex’s sweet war,
The one with nice “melons” is surest to score!
For Deborah Guzzi's Eve in Eden Contest
& for P.D.Slam contest (thanks Deb and P.D!)
I sit alone, invisible, on this chair
In a climate conditioned 22.
Surrounded by pin-boards, computers and boxes
At a grey corner desk in a zoo.
Detachable shelves hang, offering a space
To put all our things of import.
People whisper and gossip and mutter and moan
Complaining about public transport.
Glass walls are spotless, cleaned beyond clean,
I sit quiet and silent and wonder
Who fills these filing cabinets with heaps of piles
Of forms too many to number.
The clock, the exit sign, first aid, water bottle
There’s so much fun stuff to look at.
Nah, not really, it’s dull as all heck,
My earphones block out the chit chat.
This music blocks thoughts, blocks phone conversations,
Blocks noises of office and drawers.
Allows me to focus on the book I am writing
On how to teach maths to the scores.
Teaching gifted, and strugglers, hotshots and lazy.
How to engage every single school student.
To inspire their minds, how to make them solve problems
So their life can experience improvement.
I sit alone at this desk, this desk of deep thought,
In an office of busy and clean,
Not to be entertained or amused or treated
But to strengthen the mind of the teen.
MUST BE THE WEATHER
Must be the weather
I'm floating on air
Nothing to distress me
No worries no cares
Life's a big hoot
Fun stuff nonstop
A hot fudge sundae
With a cherry on top
Some may say
“Man, get real”
Here's what I tell 'em
It's all how you feel
About life and it's trials
They're only a test
So hang in there people
Show 'em your best
I'll sum this thing up
With this bit of advice
If you feel like chuckling
Never think twice
@Jack Ellison 2012
This is not a poem. This is a quick little rambling about myself and what I do.
I'm not particularly sure if what I write is "poetry" perse.
I suppose I'd consider it a release of my inner most thoughts.
The way I "throw it down", as I'm referring to syllables, placement, rhythm and what not, is only a reflection of how I'm feeling at that time.
Although I wouldn't say I'm a particularly fantastic writer, I do love to engage in it.
Its a release. It's therapeutic. It's..... me.
Now for the fun stuff. Fun? Ah, maybe.
My name is Renee Bousquet. I'm 19 years old. I live in a small little town, the whereabouts of which I will probably not tell you. ;)
I'm an artist, in every sense of word I suppose. I draw, I write.... I.... Oh geeze, I don't even know. All I know, is that in every aspect of life, I tend to see beauty. I use colors to my advantage, I find creativity in the bleakest aspects of life. Art IS my life. Without it? I would be a very sad person.
I'm also bipolar. In saying that, I am by no means looking for any sympathy. I'm more so giving you a small look into who I am. See, I don't see my "bipolar disorder" as a negative thing. I view it as a garden. If I tend to it, take care of it, make sure it doesn't get out of hand, it can be a beautiful, intriguing, and free-spirited aspect of who I am. If I don't however, I get weeds, and pests, and dead plants, and it takes a long time to take care of it.
I also tend to ramble! I'm the queen of digressing!
I love south park. I enjoy sushi. I'm very witty, and enjoy singing self-written songs on the fly. I'm a dork. Extremely comfortable. I'm a free-spirit. I'm also passionate.
I am who I am.
And that's that.
God made them just for our delight,
And painted each bright butterfly …
The flowers of the insect world …
Those wondrous lepidopterae!
Lepidoptera = the order of butterflies and moths.
One stupid thing after another
Get mad or do what you can
No point trying to control it
Not meant to be? Destiny will unfold it
Go to work,
No pantry man?
Making our own salads
Things are gonna back up bad
Desert for party of ten
Look up, tables sat in my section
I think greet, drinks, salad in first five, no way
When shift is done, no complaints,
After tip share, less money, end of shitty day
Go home to see schedule
Wow..Three days over three weeks!
Wonder why I started my own thing
Son of a gun, customer rings about product
Speakin' of the devil
One stupid thing after another
Get mad or do what you can
No point trying to control it
Not meant to be? Destiny will unfold it
Gonna setup next to flower man
Sell Valentines Day coin purses, high in demand
Week before, I start creating
Normal fun stuff not entertaining
Strapped for time, gotta work too
Night before, there's no way way
I can finish all I had to do
Forfeit, maybe the clouds are talking
Stretching myself too far
Might result in lowering the bar
I don't like selling myself short
I'll wait to sell, this mission...abort!
Vanity take us Deeper into Abyss and Far Away from the Surface
Competition is currently so huge that the influential thoughts from about seven billion smart people, so quest for the choice of our needs will be growing too and this will reduce the opportunities to success.
So if we have yet to build our name, and too picky or selective, then we going to make ourselves even more difficult to achieve something.
It’s the same if it is only with the fun stuff and things, we do not want to get our hand dirty, and our vanity plays the lead role in these.
There are plenty of ways to make money in life, but vanity is not a recommended way to do that, because it reduces our chances and some would not appreciate it.
We should always try to find the balance in our life, it means to keep us well in society with the friends / people around us.
Being critical and demanding to do something does not provide extensive opportunities for us, because a threshold will be set where some people cannot exceed that and they surely will evade themselves from us.
Flexibility is what we need in the world for peace and a better future where people accept the reality and appreciate those who can perform well with a thankful gesture.
We can talk about anything together and there will always be a solution, our entire life is based on this, with a fair way there will be an arrangement for every question or argument.
So afterwards everyone will be satisfied and cheerful with it to continue progress in good harmony, thus our effort won’t be directly in vain because of an useless display of not wanting to do things.
Therewith we preclude any interesting people from us, while if we are interested and even talk together about it well, there will always something can be arranged to persevere in unanimity.
We must all realize that if someone comes to us is that because of confidence and that we must not confound, so if we can not meet on their requirements., we are on the losing side, and that is not forward-thinking option.
So we are far away from the surface and be vanity will make us deeper into the abyss of falling down through the loss of an opportunity.
I wish you a healthy life.
Kindly Regards,
Author Jan Jansen
Happiness is when you start living life
Instead of just existing in a lot of strife
Happiness is when your head is clear
Instead of full of doubts and full of fears
Happiness is when you do what is right
Instead of wanting to fuss and wanting to fight
Happiness is when you show love to each other
Instead of thinking you’re better than another
Happiness is when you help those who are in pain
Instead of turning your nose up making them feel shame
Happiness is when you give a helping hand
Teaching those who hurt so how to stand
Happiness is when you learn to love yourself
Instead of showing disrespect to one self
Happiness is when you reach out to those
Instead of you feeling tired and feeling old
Happiness is when you continue to fight
Instead of wanting to give up on life
Happiness is when you’re mad or sad
Then do something that makes your heart glad
Happiness is when there is a need of change
Instead of wanting to remain the same old way
Happiness is when you do goofy fun stuff
Instead of making unnecessary noise and thinking that you’re so tough
Happiness is being filled with God’s peace, grace and love
That flows down from heaven up above.
Proverbs 16:20
He that handleth a matter wisely shall find good
and who so ever trusted in the Lord, Happy is he.
Is your world an anomaly,
A foreign exotic dash?
What’s your story to share today,
Did you make a splash?
See, some folks love to live by proxy,
A deputy made of plastic.
Instead though do you have a life,
A life of fun fantastic?
Fantastic things like rock climbing,
Flying, or waking on the sand.
Or writing songs then playing them
In a rocking rolling band.
I guess what I’m trying to ask,
Using wordy sort of fluff,
Is do you live on the computer or
Do you actually do fun stuff?
I
The port on the Buffalo River
Joined the Indian Ocean
In southern Or South Africa
II
My matric students in 1981 and I
Became friends- I didnt do alcohol
With teacher friends (and fun stuff)
But the waves are still calling
Me and my new friends
Matric students Shane & Jaydeep
Gave me much that year (1981)
I gave little other than my teachers job ...
Thank you Jaideep Carson, Shane Muniya
And now Wendolene ( via East London)
Iii
The waves are like us humans
They forget they appear, live ... briefly
They run ahead, faster than others
But hotel Kennaway's balcony suite
Cleared one mystery in 2022:
The wave that comes ashore
Is not the one rushing toward us!
Those die or feed yet another Wave-hero
That does make a landing, but Washback
Are beautiful, mesmerizing, ephemeral
“What’s the funniest movie you’ve seen?”
Or: “What fun stuff do you get up to?”
Maybe: “How do you get rid of stress?”
Or: “What’s a scary thing you do?”
These are some random conversation starters,
Folks use when they’re out down the street.
Spoken to kick start a conversation,
With people they want to meet.
There’s also book starters, like:
“What’s the last book that you read?”
And then food starters, like:
“What’s your weirdest thing eaten on bread?”
But, importantly, remember the starters to avoid,
Like: “What things do you do with leather?”
Or the biggest killer of all conversations with:
“Let’s have a deep talk about weather.”
Now listen up all ye poets out there
Here's an adage I try to live by
It seems to work for this old duffer
So why don't you give it a try
Upon waking up every morning
Before you jump out of bed
Count all your blessings one by one
Keep them stored in your head
As each day presents its challenges
Remember your many blessings
Be thankful for all the little things
Enjoy life and it's dressings
Now it may not be totally foolproof
But at least you're on the right track
Trust me you'll be ahead of the game
And happiness you surely won't lack
So listen up all ye poets out there
Let me know how it works out
Hope it's a positively roaring success
From the rooftops go on and shout!
Gazook, hallelujah and fun stuff upbeat
Before jumping out of your bed
Count your blessings stored in your noggin
There's not a single thing to dread
We talk about the weather, about what we did today..
We talk about the kids, and the funny things they say
There are things that are never talked about, that are
screaming to be said
Some things are in my heart, and some are in my head.
You used to say I love you, I'd say I love you to
and how much you missed me, and the fun stuff we'd do
The many miles between us has frazzeled us to the core,
and feelings are strained, and not as strong as the may
have been before.
Time itself has made it's mark, it's taken a toll on us to,
That wouldn't be a bad thing, if I were still me, and you
were still you.
I want to walk with you and hold your hand, and say how
much I love you,
I want to kiss you on a crowded street, the way we used
to do.
I want to whisper in your ear, say things to you I've never
said,
cover your body in laverder, from your toes up to your head
I want to take your heart and wrap it up inside mine,
and keep them safe forever, until the end of time.
Note chaos that swirls in empty shades;
Observe and see the rowdy waves;
Infux of twirls of muddles made;
Sense faint beauty that comes dares to brave;
Empty this whirl that shouts to trade.
Charm feels a sway as passion flings;
Hope primes the path to help you grow;
Offer to play with rhymes you spring;
Invoke fun stuff that steal the show;
Cheer funds wise stray with joy that sings;
Explore enough the course of flow.
Vouch for the lines of thought and feel;
Opt to just say what heart knows well;
Ink now refines words that reveal;
Calmness portrays the cast that dwells;
Express clear signs to forge appeal.
Cheer speaks softly of pleasant ploys;
Aim to be still in mystic core;
Look now gently as peace employs;
Mind, heart and will can surge grand store.
Be a great soul with a true heart;
Abide in grace that raptures bliss;
Love frames the whole in end and start;
Meet face to face in "All That Is."
Pray not to prey upon false need;
Sense a deep greed that covets things;
Align your play with touch that seeds;
Look beyond need to hurl fond flings;
Meet divine days with ample feed.
Love is the way to meet each cause;
Incite your heart to know the way;
Value each stay in your life's course;
Extend each start in touch and sway.
Live your fond quest in mundane strands;
Offer to be your best version;
Vouch beyond tests to mark your stand;
Embrace and see your sure vision.
Love what you do and laugh with cheer;
Align your space with timely zest;
Urge wit in you to spark things clear;
Give jest sure place as pun frees quest;
Humour hurls due finesse that steers.
Leon Enriquez
13 May 2014
Singapore