Best Lam Poems

Did you ever have the feeling there's a man in your can?
Or a ball down the hall with an eye to spy?
Sometimes I'm sure I...

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Once again, the powers that must
In rise again in what we trust
An overseas conflict, another war
Just what in the hell are we fighting for

Families are...

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My beginnings were ever so humble
To this day I wear others' rags
I'm bungled, fumbled and tumbled
My owner usually brags
Diamonds all shapes and sizes
Multicolored rainbows and...

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For: Scavenger Hunt
In Honor of: ~Constance~Rambling Poet

Rambling around in a traffic jam,
Poetess naked and on the lam.
  Constance’s very neat trick,
  Behind a...

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Little piper, little piper ...
   Oh how fast you skip away,
 As the morning tide crawls in to taste the beach -
Briny swishes...

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A sheepdog who was really quite confused
not sure how to herd or just what to do
first day on the job
surrounded by a mob
of sheep who...

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Please do not take your 
pomegranates for granted,
especially if you have the
last one on the planet,
a smart person would
take some seeds out
and plant it,
but couldn't...

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''Bare''
Dead whilst alive,
Forgotten yet solidly visible,
Underestimated but still the best there is.............
The sound of disappointment!
I am searching for a boy long forgotten,
Left for the bushes,...

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(Revised with new homophone added in. Thanks for the catch, Becca!)

*Wants upon **uh thyme inn uh would, uh vary gneiss prints named Hairy
met inn the...

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One day, a convict got away, and went out on the lam.
And on the sly, he did buy, his very own kitchen cam.
Wanting to glow,...

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The Possum of Possibilities was invited by Grandpa Troll to visit our brood,
The Possum heard Carol had a dry spell and a terrible writer’s block,...

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He plied the Mississippi River on the paddle wheeler 'Dandy Dame'.
Gamblin' was his profession and three-card monte was his game.
He became very creative at palmin'...

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(Continuing the trip through Hell of Dante with poet Virgilio)

Pah-peh Sah-tan, Pah-peh Sah-tan al-ept!”,
Started Pluto with his hoarse voice toss
And that gentle wise, who any...

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It was not a dark and stormy night
The night was not sultry nor moist
The sky's color didn't please the knight.

The Knight was a gentleman since...

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I Am a Veteran
By Franklin Price
11/3/2015

I am a veteran growing old
Always went where I was told
Followed orders to the “T”
Volunteered that was just me

Basic training...

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