Best Jerk Poems
An outpouring of happiness,
love surges up from the heart
and splashes against the soul:
an emotion, exclusive to humans.
More than a ubiquitous word:
love is an overwhelming feeling of elation
that burns in your heart,
and merges with your soul;
defying logic and reason.
The human heart entertains a multitude
of inexplicable innate feelings,
that fuel hopes and expectations.
Love is such a feeling:
both ethereal and physical,
it defines humanity.
A heart imbued with love will forgive:
what a prideful heart will not.
For love's a knee-jerk reaction
that requires no thought.
Love can bring excruciating pain,
or a euphoric adrenaline rush:
either way, it will not be ignored
nor ever fade away.
Ugly jerk mouth tampers in others affairs black heart white Zionist
Two days without
The biggest jerk I ever knew
Two days without him
God, what am I gonna do.
I'm lost inside this house
going crazy out of my mind
I don't know what to do with myself
Exasperated for hours at a time.
I'm not spilling tears
Just awaiting his return
I'm not feeling fear
I'm just lonely for his arms.
Out the window
My eyes continue to gaze
Searching for his car
Looking for his face.
Headlights pull in
Flashing at my eyes
My heart beats harder
My spirit lights afire.
My feet moving
of their own accord
Running, leaping
Barreling into his arms.
Smile breaks
Like the light
From clouds
On a sunny day.
Eyes Glow
Fireflies of sapphire
Twinkling in the dark
Like a diamond heart.
Fingers reaching
Touching and rubbing
Pulling closer
Feeling whole at once.
Lips busying themselves
To smother with a kiss
Where does it end
Where does it begin.
Two whole days
Without the biggest Jerk I know
I don't want to do it again
I don't want my love to go.
I once had a Doc take some stitches
Apparently not without glitches
Because now when I sneeze
I jerk at the knees
And kick people in the britches
The Jerk
Dr. James E. Martin
©May, 2013
Each morning he went to work,
Not purposing to be a jerk.
But some things will be
What they are, you see.
He nearly drove everyone berserk!
I am pondering the necessity of speech,
the redundancy of spoken words, each by each,
the answers given as so many times before,
the repetitiveness becomes hard to endure.
"I'm fine, how're you?" Robotic, knee-jerk answers,
meaningless words that eat our language like cancer,
"Of course I love you" and "No you don't look fat,"
whispered workplace gossip and loud women's chitchat.
Misunderstood, convoluted sentences hurt,
best to keep quiet and a civil war avert,
hidden meanings spoken and often overheard,
silence, indeed, is louder than the spoken word.
©Danielle White
Jerk
so rude
offsensive
narcissistic
cad
(Limerick)
A rich guy who often sail run out of luck
His brand new beautiful boat got stuck
It can't go anywhere
But who's to care?
This guy is a jerk and he really suck!
Dorian Petrsen Potter
Aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2014
September,28,2014
I'm glad to be sad,
instead of mad at a cad
who's brain cells won't add
Sir Henry Jerk Off
balance fo power warning in its utmost desire
cover me Charlie Sheen with his ding a ling
pardon me midnight swing Polar King;
my mind is clear now phone will ring
ten feet tall walk through the mall...
prmote a castaway villager king
Sire Henry nerw his part
a candle light variation through a dream
we look to their sea,
pulsating cock to please enough
dawn rivers threough ther trees
watching H.I.V. donner party T.V.
places we have been
ONE DAY IN MAY
I didn’t hear the call that day
Instead I chose to fall away
I didn’t care what it had to say
Instead I chose to join the fray
It was a humid day in May that year
When a call came to make it clear
That warning fell on a deafened ear
When woefulness approached all too near
Today I recall that day too well
It’s part of the reason I’ll wretch in hell
I had a great deal of problems to quell
And so I fell under a specious spell
That call was ignored by a worrisome mind
And two blue eyes demanded blind
It hurts to look ahead as well as behind
For a meager junkie, me, the undersigned
© 2013 copyright PHREEPOETREE…..~free cee!~
Slipped in the shower
Nearly caused the death of me
Floor was too oily
With booze he plies
her; then lies as
he sighs, "Love you."
With lies he plies
her; but flies when
she sighs, "Love you."
* Couldn't decide which...
PANDORA AND THE CIRCLE JERK
She made the rounds each night at nine
and he was there all of the time
but he knew trouble was her ploy
so passed her for another toy
then threw them both away.
His life was loose, a lib'ral crime
and he beat off most of the time
she'd be disaster and he knew
if he'd touch her, he'd fall into
a place where he would stay.
He breathed the weed for his sublime
between tequila and the lime
but love was longer than the dance
and peace of soul was circumstance
so he kissed her one day.
His passion flowed out from all time
into his life that didn't rhyme
and then he jerked so hard he broke
between his lime and second toke
and cried his life away.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
He is such a jerk.
From his fake smile down to his cool shoes.
He is a jerk.
Judging everything and really trying to act like he is kind.
I wonder how many times he puts his shield up so he doesn’t get hurt.
If only he knew that being a jerk will slowly cause the pain to go through his shield
Creating holes in his heart,
But if he could only know first that he has been creating holes in others.