Best High Jinks Poems

Oh let's do something crazy
Let's go moonbathing at night
and we can knock on doorbells
and then have a rainball fight

Or let's go on a rampage
of destruction...

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I wondered if a poet could be jinxed
   perhaps by switching her inks
perchance a drug to alter her thinks
   or just...

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spring high jinx

lusty sunbeams jive
 rowdy clouds do fandangos ~ 
  gusty winds kiss kites

ducklings surf the pond
 fuzzy goslings in high jinx ~
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a new riddle for the Sphinx

concerns terrorist high jinks

when our free-world countries blink

does bin Laden wink?



*For John Freeman’s Dodoitsu contest...

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The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

   (She with face inscrutable as the Sphinx.)

      Although she was nay...

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A squinting eye peers through a lens. 
Far down the aisle, a tri-pod bends around bouquets,
to snap the file of wedding guests, 
dressed sublime, in...

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YOGA  2019

A passionate follower of the mental and
physical discipline Yoga,
For the past 7 years, enjoy pose of cobra,
Whilst still jittery about Aerial lessons, and
Still...

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There once was a man, a New Yorker
Who was truly a cocky corker
He loved best his wife, and fixing bath pipes
With Bronx accent, a hearty...

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and when
bird, black skin
waves hi and grins
and then does it again?
penguin

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eye blinks
my instinct
detects distinct
baby sphincter high jinks
end stinks

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fruit tree
sin's entry
serpent sentry
promised wisdom plenty ~
empty

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sheepish
not finish
and...

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As the beams in departure
darkness, they crawl slowly
taking charge and ready to rule
that surrounded shell above all
slouching in their aging gray
fresh again after sloughing its...

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Dear Tapan.... 

I find myself hoping that you'll stay a friend
In whatever venue you happen to end
Though demons get high marks in your repertoire
The one...

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My ebbing physical prowess and strength

noticeably decreases in one direction.

I take lock, stock and barrel 
to revisit good ole days of yore
quite conscious undeclared state...

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She’s not averse to forty winks
But afterwards she wakes and blinks
And to her privy corner slinks

As enigmatic as the Sphinx
She sits atop her tray and...

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Bare skull and cross bones
     existence on the peripheral
     outskirts of poker flats
lives a slip of a...

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I take stock and revisit good ole days of yore
quite conscious undeclared state of war
prevails within body electric of troubadour
now seated at his Macbook Pro
today...

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