Best Jocularity Poems
No doubt you've heard of fire-breathing dragons,
and their obsession with hoarding treasure.
But have you ever heard of Huffle-Winks,
magical creatures that promote pleasure?
Invisible, atop their dragonflies,
they ride the winds of fate, mile after mile.
And wherever they encounter a frown,
they attempt to flip it into a smile.
They summon dragonflies to get around,
for unlike dragons, they haven't learned to fly.
Yet, if you suddenly feel like laughing,
it's a safe bet; a Huffle-Wink's nearby.
In winter, when dragonflies disappear:
Huffle-Wink's ride upon tumbling snowflakes.
And if you're lucky enough to lure one,
it's like winning the lottery sweepstakes.
I've never seen one, except in my dreams:
deep in my heart, I know that they're real.
And what makes me so sure that they exist
is the joyful way that they make me feel?
When you're feeling particularly blue,
remember, Huffle-Winks are all around.
And as spirits of jocularity,
they ensure that smiles and laughter abound.
The dance commences, I retreat a step
Shattered from archaic engulfing patterns
You cha cha your storm forward in
Swirls of ancient abandonment and as
I skip back another, gasping for sufficient safety from suffocation,
You unfurl your blitz clawing the lioness’ leash
You decipher my terror and it emboldens your raging compulsion
Which suspends our inner children in connected cocoons and yet somehow
We cant reach each other as we intermingle desperately
It makes us stoic, empty and musically atrophied but
At a closer distance, oxygen less and congruently alone
And it sits frog like, stale and poisonous between us and still
The spire flattens and petrifies our reflections powered by a
Stalemate which devours our fragile humanity with a timid jocularity
"Must you always rhyme?",said he.
"Must you be a show-off?",said she.
"Each comment a grand show of your jocularity,"she huffed.
"Ah, you are just so jealous,"he puffed
"Not really,"said she' with serenity.
"I just know you are capable of sonnetry."
"But instead,lazily you pen footies,"
Hardly sourced from the great Muses!
July 22, 2020
8:15 am PST
'Course as a grim teller of tall tales,
(albeit poetic) reasonable rhyming
quasi roundelay I readily admitted to feign
cuz, stringing words together with
pride and prejudice plus
sense and sensibility, jocularity,
and conformity I dissed deign
(spoiler alert) iamb, trochaic,
dactylic, and anapestic metrical reign
jest your ordinary garden variety
dollar short day late dime a dozen
penniless citizen banker Abel and Cain,
yet mine mean mien blithely, daringly,
fatuously, ludicrously, nauseatingly,
pretentiously playfully urbane
many (if not all readers)
will coon sitter
yours truly harmlessly insane,
whose feeble attempts
to wax and wane
oft times falls flat (splat goes Matt)
as if dropped out plane,
without a parachute
instantly recuperating while lain
supine (winded, but...
none the worse) asthma brain
suffers concussion, confusion, contusion
actually, immediately, and unexpectedly
knocked fluent German speaking ability
within germane guy verständlich?
If ye really comprehend
trademark non Turkish gobbledygook
then explain (using
language of least familiarity),
but best to commence
with eye catching hook
impossible mission
apt lit pupils (mine)
to evade even momentarily
riveting, spellbinding,
and transfixing look
courtesy ingenious way
with word ye snook
cored me and took
wind out my sails.
Nor could I breakaway courtesy automobile,
cuz 2009 Hyundai Sonata
would not start... yea for real,
thus finding me ready to yoke
neck (think gibbet) each heel
dangling as body goes limp
blessedly, finally, happily
ridding me of any/all hangups,
one less goo goo gaga born this way
poker face cards for him to deal.
UNGABLUZUM describes this schlemiel!
A little alliteration by a long shot speaks so loud.
Metaphors muddle my mind
And silly similes stymie the sentence.
A terrible trope takes too much of my time
g Tiberius is my tag and title
My nom de plume is a personal platitude personified
Better *****es badger me with their bared bosoms
A curious cacophony controls my cochlea
Demanding drugs and daffodils
Eventually ephemeral earth will evince my effervescence
Freakin' phantom fear will appear
Had enough, Harry?
Or do you just ejaculate jocularity?
O K - I'll specially spare you the shroud of St. Sebastien
And say Adios, amigo; ta ta to you, see ya, Zebra; good-by, sweety-pie
So long saintly Samuel, take care, Virginia Dare
And that's the way it is, my miz
Amen and au-revoire.
LANKY AND PLANKY
Lanky & Planky wanted to hanky pank.
They were two happy men without brains.
They thought about the Wizard and wanted to visit Oz.
But he was a doctor just as retarded.
Nevertheless, they set out on their journey to the land afar.
This was during the time of sexual introspection.
Lanky & Planky got lost.
However, they found their way once more.
They arrived in Oz exhilarated.
The Wizard appeared.
Lanky bowed to him.
Planky curtsied.
The Wizard smile and stated:
“This is Land of Oz. I am its Wizard. I watched you via my Crystal Ball. You two seem to adore each other. Therefore, why have you come to visit?”
Elatedly, Lanky introduced himself.
“I am Lanky Masters. I am here to discover who I am intimately. How I feel for Planky is love.”
Ecstatically, Planky provided his introduction.
“I am Planky Matters. I do love Lanky. However, I am sexually indecisive.”
The Wizard revealed their lives together.
One would become a woman.
One would remain a man.
Their brains were born.
Insofar, no choices did they form.
Through the power of Oz, each was spellbound.
Lanky and Planky were transformed and never returned to their home front.
Today there ingenious story is told by all in which their characteristics creates jocularity.
In that, everyone is allowed to be witty.
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Penned on November 02, 2014!
Form: Alliteration
A little alliteration by a long shot speaks so loud.
Metaphors muddle my mind
And silly similes stymie the sentence.
A terrible trope takes too much of my time
g Tiberius is my tag and title
My nom de plume is a personal platitude personified
Better *****es badger me with their bared bosoms
A curious cacophony controls my cochlea
Demanding drugs and daffodils
Eventually ephemeral earth will evince my effervescence
Freakin' phantom fear will appear
Had enough, Harry?
Or do you just ejaculate jocularity?
O K - I'll specially spare you the shroud of St. Sebastien
And say Adios, amigo; ta ta to you, see ya, Zebra; good-by, sweety-pie
So long saintly Samuel, take care, Virginia Dare
And that's the way it is, my miz
Amen and au-revoire.
First sky says, Toth faced the reptiles
Just go back and read the tiles
Forever written laid before your eye
The story goes on for miles
Forward to the time of the snake
This is when the story becomes fake
See eye becomes quicker than hand
Now then thee earth really did shake
Ushering the coming of a lamb
This was the time of the Ram
The establishing of the law
A dividing between you and Sam
Now jumping to the time of the fish
The next step in answering your wish
Love each other as you love yourself
Soon they will arise in dish
Heard from the cry of the guns
Entered we have the time of the one
Whosoever can hear me and see me will
Hit the game winning home run grand slam
by Michaelw1two
The bard, the muse, the low versifier,
each the times bemoan;
stressed by compassion's grasp,
ingrained word sown life disowns;
individualist rare, previews minds mood,
frigid wills he does discern;
insurrection, a thought held vast,
implied truth's, tout one’s dishonor.
Prerogative, free your chained mind,
release past stain despotic;
concomitant imbroglio once bound,
faces now this world chaotic;
temporal truth outweighs want,
life’s bliss questions idea quixotic;
perceptivity palpable eoan,
entwined societal gist, riddle semiotic.
Incessant proves life’s filature,
its touch, binds each into account;
emblements, an inedible gruel,
thought as fruit, abstruse keynote;
historicity, prime number obscured,
self’s augmentative connote;
coincibency jesting theft,
petitio principia, intones snidely cantor.
Initiates, anew in words from blood,
long of mindfulness and mores;
misconstrue one’s meanderings,
as logical crazes, fecundity ignores;
interpretation, ideas coalesce,
worked verse provides the Id amore’;
contradictions, fuel creative trysts,
twisted thoughts, this art restores.
Orient then one’s psyche appetent,
as present wanes benignly;
dupery thrives, flexile ideas hide,
within abderian punning finery;
circumscribe in self perspicacity,
release your jocularity divinely;
sagaciousness poetic ruse,
a mendicants muse, his true babblery.
Jan 2010
The essence of wit is brevity
which interestingly evinces chivalry
delivered verdict to hex hoar size
(once and for all) president
dons mantle of deviltry
and trumps constitutional credo
defining American elementary
particular edicts denoting, enshrining,
framing, grand honorable inalienable rights
when foolhardy lobbyists prevail
evicting execrable“enemy”
i.e. forward thinking (progressively liberal)
which subsequently might help
timid citizens to invoke probate, procure, produce cojones
in opposition against rabidly power hungry,
misogynistic courting among the body politik
fostering future feverish fortuity,
toward risking life and limb sans
Uncle Sam selfless gratuity
(especially as Benjamin Button syndrome –
reverses aging process
acquired thru heredity
gets in full swing) stamping mindset
nonestablishmentarian identity
with my Kosher blessing despite any infamy
permission to go ahead with jocularity
from a superstar coach named Kennedy
thereby garnering homespun liberty
where icon bank on direct
laudable, linkedin longevity
with unrolled Scottish grandeur
(Pomp and Circumstance broadcast)
synchronized with precise
unrolled welcome mat
yule receive granted “FAKE” feted soiree
as curtain call doth close toward
final decade of mortality
yet dismiss bing hash-tagged
a scofflaw at any opportunity
especially if legislated mandate
earmarked as priority
in tandem with the key quality
apothegm stipulates decrease sing sanity
as the hands of father time
spin (Doktor Dude Little) backward
away from present day turbidity
increasing revanchism uber victory.
*Image of Human Wake Up Light by Pixabay.
The Eternals Wake
Afterlifer's believes consciousness dabbles, effecting furtherance,
gainsayers, henceforth, interjects jocularity,
knowledgeable limits mortality nonbeing ... obliviates predominating, quasistationary,
relinquishes significance tasked ultrafamiliar,
vaticinators wanderings xenial,
yearning zen.
2021 October 18
blind ...
you must be
completely ...
one person, THE person
who loves you more
than any other has or could ...
right in front of you
making a fool of himself
no care for the laughter of those
who find his adoration of you
and all you are
the height of absurdity
their echoes rattle his maudlin marrow
and crimp his hollow heart ...
just a jester
cajoled by the callous
a horrid harlequin ...
dancing a jig of jaded jocularity
stomping on your careless concern
with lost, fallow feet
your soul's barren soil, unseeded
his blood and bone and bile
the cold casualty
of two lips pressed tender in pity ...
the wretched ruin of
a kiss.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Strand Completely New (4) Any Theme, Any Form" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
Joy of the Lord
Joy refuses to hide or wear a disguise
Bouncing brightness – bliss on springs;
Dances on tiny toes of fiery flamencos
No colorless embraces –knows the steps;
No shadows of grey in its cloak
Only shades of clearest light;
Incandescent transcendence of perpetual motion
Never slumbers – never needs a nap;
Always nascent nativity
Breaths renewal Son powered battery;
Inventor of jubilation - Hallelujah ecstasy –
Gloria elation -Praise euphoria;
Benediction of merry mirth
Speaks beatitudes of delicious delight;
Glee on wheels – rocking and rolling
Merriment like twilight candle light;
Clowns around with hilarity
Pals around with happiness of the moment;
Radical hospitality not a fleeing ghost
Permanent wave – permanent eternal smile;
Never absent – resonating generosity
A little craziness of an upside down emoji;
Stares down petulant, whining faces
Welcome mat always out;
Enthusiasm invades invasion of jocularity
Happiness revolution resolution;
Pirouettes in peaceful promises
Precious plentiful pearls of shining wonder;
Taps on windowpanes with eternal enrapture
Always available to dance;
Unrestrained tail wagging exuberance
Springing up with blinking lights – can’t wait to bless;
Bright eyes tickle the deepest marrow
Strength tousles somber cores with joy:
Joy inhales moments of transparent gladness -
Exhales a sparkling galaxy of glimmering satisfaction!
Contest: Joy of the Lord
9-8-20
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
A silly sonnet on a restless night
All day long and into the evening
my heart has been pining for my true love
and I wonder, is she for me longing?
Apart from her there is no heav’n above.
Sleep doth not o’ertake me as my mind turns
to her and my body longs to be near
where she is, yet more than long, it doth burn
but not for touch, but just to have her ear.
Laugh she does at my jocularity
and my literary side she comprends,
with my mind familiarity.
To our love shall there never be an end?
Now I have heard from her by cell-phone text
To my chamber, I can now take my rest.
Aftermath Of The Storm
i was keeping watch
over the loveliness
of my flowers
three in a row
until the imposition
of falling logs
unnecessarily brawn
nature’s jocularity
unbecoming of oak
my diurnal attention
disturbed by ash
yet one ruddy plant
lipstick smeared
a sunshine smile
shoulders steady
my calla lily penetrated
by careless flotsam
Verbena deeply impacted
her flowers have passed
no medics just me
as casualty branches
pile up
and the chainsaw chopper
roars
7/2/2018
~ (~) About a teaspoon it takes me in the morning-coffee-that-is. (~) ~
~ (~) Cream more, sugar, a little-less, though truly I still do prefer my cup fresh brewed... its
superb when piping hot you know it sure is tasty. (~) ~
~ (~) Searching through those IM's e-mails trickle-trickle-hiss-bubble-pop-pop love-is-groovy
you bet man red lights hot lights an honor yes-I feel they're all an-honest testament that
hollowed ground is sacred... . Illuminating one and another their shadows dandling-along-a-
part-of-the-simple-collection-of-rain-puddles offering-their-jest, and from the beginning you-
know-I-believe they all exist as one light dancing together-until the very end. Because as
they vary; pale shades of poetic Grey, they carry for me of feeling but one of two tones
jocularity;
bitterness... . (~) ~
~ (~) Intoxicating really the harshness of Winter-fervency-of-Summer sweet rejoinder
cultivation of all our prayers... Spring... ! (~) ~
~ (~) Took a stroll amid the saffron all grown up in the Autumn laying down beside the day
lilies wisteria grace gently caressing them enchanting... . (~) ~
~ (~) Vibrant I find it all to be so very encouraging. (~) ~
~ (~) Looking now the frost once thick-crisp driveling down beading up upon the many grassy
shoots tulips lavender flower the mighty pines-now-reflecting-a-dewy-vapor, refreshing to the
touch, taste; hues of virtue mirroring this, glistening-upholding-all-things, in-their-
timelessness. (~) ~
~ (~) Life evolving hope offers this proposal questions often posed answers granted remain
open... because I believe peace and freedom this way friend are forever evolving,
while love all year 'round, it waits... pondering-this; as it deliberates... . (~) ~
~ (~) Like glistening crystal pools of alabaster sands scented-up diaper dusty-talcum baby
baby powder, funny contentment privy-so-privy I love the way newborns their eyes tend to
wander as they coo, all jovial, and-warm... surrounding all they know of God themselves in
the wake of the room... . (~) ~
~ (~) The birth of enlightenment a burst of individuality in every glance; I can't today but
maybe you, tell me now God is a farce, remaining kindle to the kind-less...
still the kinder... . (~) ~
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