Best Grins Poems
GRINS AND BUBBLES
blooms in the verdure
flash golden smiles heavenward
the soap bubbles dance
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4:26 pm, March 10, 2015
Categories:
grins, environment, flower, happy, imagery,
Form:
Haiku
Yea, When it comes to bars and drinkin', and how! I've done my share,
It always has me thinkin', of past times, yea, when and where,
I've done my share of fightin' too, and no one ever wins,
The worst I got was a bitin' o-o-o-oh! from a big mouth dude named Grins,
Yea, we'd all been drinkin' whiskey, when we should have been drinkin' beer,
Grins girlfriend came and kissed me,Yea, the one he loved so dear,
Then Grins slammed me to the floor, I heard someone bet 10 dollars,
Most went runnin' for the door, through all the screams and hollers,
Then Grins got my fingers in his mouth, and I couldn't get them out,
I just figured he'd bite them off, so I choked him til' he coughed,
Yea, I've done my share of fightin' dude, Ya know, no one ever wins,
and I'd rather be struck by lightnin' too, than bit by big mouth Grins,
Now, when it comes to bars and drinkin', and wherever I go, anywhere,
It always has me thinkin', of what I'll be drinkin' there,
and when it comes to drinkin' whiskey, I'd rather just drink some beer,
and if the occasion gets too whiskey, hey! it's, I'm up out a here!
Yea, I've done my share of fighting too, and no one ever wins,
I'd rather be struck by lightning dude, than bit by big mouth Grins,
When it comes to drinkin' whiskey, I'd rather just drink some beer,
if the occasion gets too risky, Hey! it's, I'm up out a here!
Yea, when it comes to drinkin' whiskey, I'd rather drink some beer,
if the occasion gets too risky, Hey! it's, I'm up out a here!
If the occasion gets too risky, Hey!.....it's I'm up out of here,
Yea! It's I'm up out of here.
Categories:
grins, musicme, drink, me,
Form:
Lyric
The evil of the Jack-O-Lantern’s grins
In a world of the most hideous sight
There runs a fear of the pumpkin’s sins
The evil of the Jack-O-Lantern’s grins
The light of the candle is where it begins
Deep into the depths of the darkest night
The evil of the Jack-O-Lantern’s grins
In a world of the most hideous sight
Russell Sivey
Categories:
grins, holiday, life, world, evil,
Form:
Triolet
Help I am falling!
I was at three, now at five
recognition warms my soul
Categories:
grins, blessing, creation, encouraging, feelings,
Form:
Haiku
THE BOTTLE FLY
HARMLESS AND CUDDLY
IN IT’S LUMBERING BEAUTY
ALL METALIC
LIKE THE COOLER PLANETS MUST BE
SHINY GREEN AND BLUE
NUZZLES ME AS I LAY ON THE FLOOR
PASSING AWAY
WATCHING MY MERCURIAL FREIND
GRACEFULLY AND WITH GREAT CARE
WALK
ON MY
STILL
BRISTLY CHIN
Categories:
grins, allegory
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Thou ask misfortune to smile at thee,
Oh why, oh why indeed.
Thou reply, "For if I know why she grins at me,
I'll want to grin back at she."
Categories:
grins, funny
Form:
fingers touch
paper foil, nothing much
‘til it strokes on rich, dark, silk pleasures
lovingly hugging caramel almond treasures
such a sweet antidote, such desperate measures
anything, to capture endorphins
chocolate indulgence
blissful grins
**May 25, 2010 written for Jared's Trois Par Huit contest :)
Categories:
grins, food, happiness
Form:
Rhyme
Smile lines?and kiss filled fights;
Twinkling eyes,
You are my shooting star,
Tonight.
Tonight.
Moon grins.
Tonight.
Categories:
grins, angel, beautiful, cool, crazy,
Form:
Free verse
No matter what’s in front of you
Wanda Woman is behind you
Wanda Woman!
No matter what’s behind you
Butterflies gonna pull for you!
She’s a dancer, cancer
Can’t kill her soul
She’s a winner, and in her
Is a heart of gold
She’s a mother, lover
A grand-mom too
She’s a tougher, warrior
Than the “x” you know who.
No matter what’s in front of you
Wanda Woman is behind you
Wanda Woman!
No matter what’s behind you
Butterflies gonna pull for you!
Chemo won’t flow
like her in her stride
So cold, so broke
She feels when she cries
But then, she grins
As someone walks in
You see, she’s a queen
Stronger than an elephant.
Categories:
grins, appreciation, beautiful, cancer, celebration,
Form:
Lyric
Death grins with Pale emotion
My now Stone corpse is floating o'er ocean
arms are stiff and the rest without color
cadaver shows no signs of a sweet rigor mortis
And overhead above the casket
The Reaper is smiling:"YOU'RE DEAD,FANTASTIC!"
It leaves a bitter after taste that will linger
Caressing the body and the unmoved finger
Why would ANY BODY or ANY THING-
cause to laugh at this poor soul
who can no longer sing
Fear?
The audacity in pure Evil?
Many try to hide
The Sickness,humor,and selfish pride
I must ask you,though..
DO NOT go along with Death's charade
Repent your Laughter before this existence fade
God will Forgive any provoking parade
Categories:
grins, death, body,
Form:
FUNNY GIFTED GRINS
Host
Post
lifted
gifted
prize
lies
beneath
buckteeth
face
base
toothless
rootless
grin
akin
smiling
styling
3/16/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©
Categories:
grins, character, funny, word play,
Form:
Footle
Riding upon my shoulders,
innocent glee,
giggling and humming nursery tunes
blissfully;
they bounce and they dance
with the purest of joy;
they shriek and they laugh, my toddler
girl and boy.
And I, like Atlas of old
mythology,
must carefully carry a fragile
destiny;
by the world on his back
he is burdened;
by these kids whom I carry,
I am gladdened.
Categories:
grins, family
Form:
Rhyme
Dear Readers: In an effort to contribute my bit to the revelry of this day which is usually dedicated to sheer nonsense, I'd like to introduce a Q and A series I call "Grins and Groaners"...rated PG for Puns Galore...which is also dedicated to sheer nonsense.
...Happy April Fool's Day, P S...
Q: What would you call a straight-laced swine copulating with a small, rotund garden rodent?
A: A square pig in a round vole.
Q: What might be an occasional "hook-up" between some homosexual vicars?
A: Reverending.
Q: What is the story of a dyslexic girl who loses a glass slipper at a palace ball?
A: Prinderella and the Cince.*
*Not entirely original. I heard it somewhere, but can't remember where.
Q: What is the weekly meeting at Starbuck's of a group of bronchially challenged ladies?
A: A coughy clatch.
Q: For theatre and film buffs, what do you call the fibbin' in December?
A: The lyin' in Winter. (The Lion in Winter)
Q: How do genealogists in Edinburgh go about constructing a family tree?
A: By connecting the Scots.
Q: What is a reference to someone with "Bette Davis eyes"?
A: An optical allusion.
Q: What is the name of an ornamental fish that lunched on a thousand chips?
A: Helen of koi.
Q: What's the difference between Jesus and Muhammad?
A: About six hundred years.
Q: What's another term for "killing with kindness"?
A: Assault and flattery.
Categories:
grins, humor, nonsense,
Form:
Q: What would Roy Rogers have been called if he had been a singing farmer?
A: King of the Plowboys.
Q: In the Beowulf saga, who was a male child of the hag Grendel?
A: A real sonofawitch.
Q: What's the slogan for an ad campaign for a certain fabric in Copenhagen?
A: "Something is cotton in the state of Denmark".
Q: What is fear of joining a fitness club?
A: Gymtimidation.
Q: When she worked onstage in a comedy, what could actress Elaine do for an audience?
A: Keep it in Stritches.
Q: What might you call the LGBT version of the glass slipper story?
A: "Transgenderella".
Q: Also for theatre and film buffs--What would you call public transportation in a ghost town?
A: A streetcar named Bizarre.
Q: Why did the man tell the 911 operator to please send help quickly when his spouse appeared to be choking?
A: It was a matter of wife or death.
Q: What is someone who hitchhikes across the country studying different dialects?
A: A roads scholar.
Q: How did the Glasgow "Evening Times" reporter headline the story of the party boat that sank after hitting an iceberg?
A: Scots on the rocks!
Categories:
grins, humor,
Form:
winds only make me stronger
as I go forward in life
not altered by the tempting gales
which hinders and causes strife
the thunder is an attempt to distract
my perseverance to stand aside
the quaking grounds I stand upon
do not change my stride
the rain that pours down
refreshes my will to go on
puddles that cool my feet
give freshness to a life reborn
the elements do oppose
but charges me with zest
thru gusty winds and pelting rain
I favor adversities the best
challenges and tribulations erupt
so don’t the reasons behind
to see the grounds for struggles
it can spice up one’s find
a bend in the road
or a hill to climb
can slow things down
but the winds will chime
Categories:
grins, inspirational,
Form:
Rhyme