Best Lump Poems
I remember
Your smile
When you told me
You wanted to be a writer
More than that
What you wrote
You sliced me apart
And stuffed my faults
Down my throat
You could not swallow
That I was choked
I look you up once in a while
Curious to see if you made it
You were so damn talented
To this day I still have a lump
Sunday September 30th 2018
Remembering What You Want To Forget
Poetry Contest Sponsored By Kim Rodrigues
Categories:
lump, best friend, break up,
Form:
Free verse
Tiny spiders spill forth from a crack
in the plaster wall. Crawling, spelling
out the answers I’ve sought.
Filthy wall vibrates with words.
Words, that drip and ooze down
onto the asbestos tile. Breaking
up, each letter sizzles into a small
cloud which rises into flickering fluorescence.
Words that are the answers
I’ve sought all along.
Answers to the questions
that I never asked.
If only I could remove myself
from this concave mattress,
capture the smoke.
See what I saw.
Thaw.
10 tons of icy sins
crushing my limbs.
Preventing all movement.
Save a blink here and there.
Clearing the blur of dried eyes.
Bringing into focus her approach.
Injecting dull relief into my veins.
Fighting sleep to learn
more. I can’t ...
Categories:
lump,
Form:
I remember the day she said, " I found a lump. "
I could feel my entire world just sort of slump.
I put my arms around her as we began to cry.
I tried to be strong for her, like a tough guy.
No one can ever prepare you for a blow like that.
How do you fight the likes of a vampire bat.
As we talked to all the doctors they all agreed.
Surgery then chemo and then radiation therapy.
Surgery came first and it didn't take long.
They sent her right home and said you've got to be strong.
Next came chemo and boy let me tell you.
Worst thing in the world you could ever go thru.
It gets into your blood and eats you alive.
It makes you so sick you may not survive.
Even though your lying at deaths door.
They tell you buckle up, just one more.
Last but not least comes radiation therapy.
The heat so severe it burns your skin terribly.
Leaves you lying wasted and burned.
With hopes of survival even more concerned.
Now comes the waiting with thoughts and fears.
Days and weeks seems like years and years.
Little by little, as the months trickle by
You begin to relax, think you may not die.
Then comes the day you've been waiting for.
Your hand shakes so bad can hardly open the door.
The doctor says have a seat but you just want to scream.
The room starts to spin and its like you're in a dream.
The doctor is speaking but you can't seem to hear.
Suddenly you get it, you're now in the clear.
Relief overcomes you, and you begin to cry.
This is the day you learn you're not going to die.
Categories:
lump, cancer, sad, wife,
Form:
Rhyme
You often hear those fellas who go bragging in the pub,
about women and their conquests, and how they’re the sexual hub,
they spruik about their exploits like they are a gift from God,
of course I end up listening to, the peas from in one pod.
Yeah, they’re out to beat each other with their antics in a bed,
thank God there’s not a woman here, to hear what has been said,
‘cause I’m sure they’d laugh their guts out at the drivel I have heard.
and I never speak off exploits. I say nothing… not a word.
In some ways I’m just like them; these mates who choose to brag,
I’ve had some nights out on the tear, and played the rutting stag,
but I would never tell those mates of mine about one night I had,
when I met this ‘bird’ in Melbourne, who’s looks were not too bad.
We got talking at the bar and so I brought her drinks and tea,
and after downing seven ouzo’s she was making eyes at me,
then she added some suggestions that quite openly I read
as a kind of invitation that she liked to share her bed.
Now those mates of mine with what they said is really second class,
and I know from my experience their acts would barely pass,
but let me tell you in the morning when it’s light I’m taking note,
of a photo on her dresser, that brought a lump into me throat.
I admit that I was worried with a need to understand,
so I asked her if this photo was her out of town husband,
she laughed and said “No, silly!” And snuggled up again,
but I had to clear the coast… “Is this your boyfriend then?”
She shook her head “No, not at all”, then nibbled on me ear,
“Who is it then?” I asked the lass, to minimize me fear.
She was upfront, she didn’t lie, and there was no perjury,
she kissed me gently then she said “It’s me, before the surgery.”
Categories:
lump, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
A very sexy lady once took me aside
And patted me on my enormous backside
Said, lose some pounds
And we'll go a few rounds
The large lump in my jumper I sure couldn't hide
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
lump, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Love stories are many written and directed
Usually all with ending life or with survive
It is my pleasure to extend the predefined
Love is expansible crossing all stories of time.
It is that moment when I myself realised
Sitting on the tree stump to create a delight
Considered an obstacle yet smiles alive
Trying to breathe out again a new life
Clearly describes its age nothing to hide
Showered so much love with fruits fine
Now being injured for building heights
Valued so less as no more like a gold mine.
Amazing Lump! I fell in love with a tree stump
Gives immense love while it expects none
Sacrifices whole life from the day sown till born
Even after being cut cares for human’s plight.
Heart of an innocent child sharing soul smile
Companion of all my good and bad times
My tears reflected in its caring decaying eyes
Love seamless yet strange in material kinds
Takes me to the bottom of blame game field
Where I learn for pleasure to dedicatedly write
O’ Stump for me thy are my garden’s pride
Quitting my loneliness lighting treasured times
Wish I could perform just one wonder same type
Thanks for being true without committing relation
Place to rest tired people being a soul of divine!
Categories:
lump, caregiving, love, nature, romancetree,
Form:
Free verse
LUMP IN MY THROAT
Please take the lump
Out of my throat
I’m trying so hard
Not to give up and choke
Panic and stress
Worry and grief
I’m a wreck and a mess
Troubled beyond belief
No work or money
But bills piled high
Isn’t it funny?
I break down and cry
Every few minutes
I fall into pieces
Sobbing –no way to win it’s
Adding wrinkles and creases
To my once youthful face
Now drawn down with fret
If I escape this place
I’ll never forget
But, I won’t look back
Just straight up ahead
Not counting what’s lacked
No staying in bed
Please take this lump
Out of my throat
I’m trying so hard
Not to give up and choke
Written by Leah J Chesser
12/2/2012
Categories:
lump, angst, confusion, depression, fear,
Form:
Rhyme
Come on you old devil, take your best shot!
You're kidding! That's it? Is that all you got?
I know where I'M goin', He's saved me a spot
I'll warn you once more in case you forgot
You're messing with one of God's children
I'm CHOSEN, you see and that is my role
You WILL NOT BEAT ME if that is your goal!
You may hurt my body but can't touch my soul
Go back and gnaw in your fiery red hole!
You're messing with one of God's children
I'm STRONG from the trials that I have been through
The fears and the tears and paying what's due
I've felt His wrath and His grace and love too
I've seen much tougher than the likes of you
You're messing with one of God's children
Go bug someone else you think you might scare!
Someday I'll sit back in my rocking chair
With those who I love, laughing at despair
If not that's okay, I'm in my Lord's care
You're messing with one of God's children
*Written in 2008 for my daughter just before her mastectomy which eventually turned into a double. Still with us to this day!!
Categories:
lump, cancer, daughter, faith,
Form:
Rhyme
lying in bed thinking
like a lump fish out of water
gasping for air
Categories:
lump, courage, fish, humanity, life,
Form:
Haiku
< Only one
Mastoid begun
Behind left ear
Boy did it appear
Mom freaked
Dr. she seeked
Thought it was mumps
But was a larger bump
Fead me pickle
Didn't and wasn't fickle
That's all I know
From 50 years ago
So Check newborn ears
For ungodly lumps that suddenly appears
Entry For
Catie Lindsey's
Baby Boo's Shoes Quicky Contest
G.L. All
Categories:
lump, childhood, education, family, children,
Form:
Couplet
From the dust of clay, we are born,
a naive newcomer to an earthly morn.
From small beginnings in stature we grow,
not knowing to where our life will go.
With probing footsteps, some take it slow
others will step fearlessly and boldly go,
fearing naught of what may lie ahead!
Some blessed by circumstance, lightly tread,
whilst others burdened with a heavy load
will wearily trudge their preordained road,
ever determined to enjoy life to its fullest.
However be we brilliant or a plodding dullest,
all mortals are fashioned from the same clay.
Later when comes that fateful, future day:
then we must return, from whence we came.
A small lump of clay with a transient name!
Rhymer. March 25th, 2017.
Categories:
lump, life,
Form:
Rhyme
I have a lump in my throat
I don't know if she even knows it
I have this hole in my heart
Girl,will you ever fall in my arms
I look at the textbook and it looks back at me
We both smile,b'cos we know this has to be it
This is love,Life's greatest mystery
I never felt this just read it in history
I have a lump in my throat
I am smiling but my face is hidden under the coat
The coat which is wet,wet of my tears
The thought of losing you is my only fear
Your long brown hair and those dazzling black eyes
Even though i know what to do,I take your advice
I know my jokes are stupid,even though you say they aren't
That beautiful smile is what i'm living for
I have this lump in my throat
When Ill propose you...and you wanna say no
Then give me a boat
Come with me to the river Nile,I wanna drown there
But the last thing i wanna see is your beautiful smile
Or else you can give me poison
I'll drink it like wine
'Cos I can't think of living life,If you aren't mine
I have a lump in my throat and now you know why
Please say yes or Give me a knife
I'd rather be dead than be alive
I have this lump in my throat..............
Categories:
lump, lost lovebeautiful, me, beautiful,
Form:
A very sexy lady once took me aside
Patted me on my enormous backside
Said, lose some pounds
And we'll go a few rounds
But the lump in my jumper committed suicide
Categories:
lump, allusion,
Form:
Limerick
Clippity clomp stomp romp chomp
its wabbit making racket with a hatchet
He's got a hump and a stump rump
he goes fuzzy wuzzy chinzy flimsy
when the lame rain yanks his brain chain
thats when he just goes insane *
Button the mutton with cotton Farmer John
fish for a dish Mr. Mish cuz the fish caught a wish
he will wheeze and he'll sneeze so if you please
send the bunny to ma Honey she's no dummy
she likes a lamb that won't scram passed the ham
Mister Kismet go ahead fit it, wack it, sack it
cuz dippity sippity whippity Sue
has got your number shoe
and she' went fuzzy wuzzy chinzy flimsy over you
Herooooo, Herooooo, Herooooo
you know what to do !!!
Dec. 22, 2018
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
Contest: Bunny Jump
Categories:
lump, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
The female voice without seeing the creature
Is really appealing, like a goddess with sweet features
But we're sometimes surprised
She ends up with crossed eyes
And a lump on her bumper or a tot on her teeter
Categories:
lump, fun,
Form:
Limerick