Best Smurfs Poems
BLUE BY YOU
What’s Blue by me?
Butterfly wings,
the Blue Moth in flight,
stilettos, suede shoes,
for dancing at night.
Moonbows and rainbows,
in the spectrum of blue,
the eyes of your love,
when he’s laughing at you!
Purple Lupine, Periwinkle,
and Violets can’t be!
Forget-me-nots, Bluebells,
are true bluer to me.
Oceans, rivers,
blue lagoons in the day,
on a raft or a sailboat,
to blue Half Moon Bay.
Lapis, sapphires,
oyster shells from Cape Cod,
Bettas and Dolphins,
are deep blue in a pod.
Blue Willow, blue Fenton,
Blue Delft on their stems,
Cobalt blue glasses,
for wine with your friends.
You’re singing the Blues,
when your down in the mouth,
your blue in a mood,
if your spirits go south.
Blueberry muffins,
blue cheese, and blue crab,
and blueberry buckle,
that’ll run up your tab.
A Blue Footed Booby,
who’s feet look too cold,
a Bluebird, and Bluejay,
whose terribly bold.
Something blue for a wedding,
sing alone with this moon,
“working blue” in a gig,
when a blue moon’s not soon!
Blue bloods are said,
to be noble within,
but the silver in spoons
made them blue in their skin.
Blue dragons and Smurfs
and a painted Blue Boy,
stuffed hippos, and Eeyores,
are gifts of great joy.
We can’t forget,
those blue denim jeans,
we lay down, to zip up,
unless we are lean.
Baby and Navy,
and Cornflower blue,
Steel and Teal,
they’re vivid too.
Royal with Azure,
they share a bright blue,
Sky and Powder,
are softer in hue,
Electric and Space,
or a Midnight milieu,
these are my colors,
now what’s blue by you.
-Edlynn Nau
©April 12, 2019
Categories:
smurfs, blue, color, fun, humor,
Form:
List
Every music piece is distinctive
Most lyrics are positive
It doesn't matter if she kissed a girl or said you’re so gay
Lovely to create a teenage dream
Admirable to be an enthusiastic philanthropist
When she roars, fireworks engulf the sky
The charisma she shares unconditionally
Her perfume spreads the fragrance that meows
The Killer Queen fragrance refreshes the senses
Her breakdown in life lifts her yet again
Katheryn Elizabeth Hudson known as Katy Perry
Marches into the symphony of music
Lending her voice in Smurfs
She dazzles into the soul of her fans
Categories:
smurfs, adventure, art, celebration, celebrity,
Form:
Sonnet
With painted face and silent smiles they light the night so dim,
Oblivious to their stalker and his diabolic whim.
They'd come to sunny Florida to flee Maine's winter snow
And play their silent pantomimes on sidewalks as they go.
But the analyst has programs and experiments to run;
Methodic’ly he thus connects the silencer and gun.
Onlookers claim the analyst did murder them that night,
Then calmly pulled his pencil out, his test's results to write.
But as for wherefores and the whys, when asked of him a reason,
If these are not fair game, he cries, Why call this 'Tourist Season'?
His court appointed council does the best that he is able
To win the jury's pity for this client so unstable.
This man, his sobbing lawyer pleads, was brilliant as a child.
He never was a vicious lad, and next to most, quite mild.
Such things he pondered others wondered, if indeed they never spoke them,
As, to what hue those Smurfs, now blue, would turn, were one to choke them.
The lawyer then begins to quote behavior science stats
Of those who make their living pulling habits out of rats.
If in his heart a man resorts to rationalization
A wrong might seem a right when there's sufficient provocation.
As situations worsen and confusion grows with time;
Seems right, when with a silencer, one shoots a silent mime.
If innocent is how you find there's none 'twould you disparage,
For squelching this inquiring mind would be a grave miscarriage.
Those murders were experiments, not born of animosity;
Performed were they to satisfy a morbid curiosity.
Still the jury found him guilty and to ease his troubled brain,
Ordered soon a lethal potion be injected in his vein.
When asked before the gavel rapped for any final comment,
The killer scratched his head as if his muddled mind to foment.
Yes just one further question in this form of execution
do they disinfect the needle in a sterilized solution?
Categories:
smurfs, confusion, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Smurf you, smurf that. I can even feed smurf
to my kitty cat.
I learned to smurf at a very young age,
after I learned to smurf the page.
Vanity Smurf taught me how to stare in a mirror,
Greedy Smurf taught me to keep things nearer.
After I reached smurfhood, things became clearer.
I could smurf all day and smurf all night
I could even smurf with a knight- much to my delight!
Brainy taught me smurfing is the only way to do things right.
Papa even taught me to smurf and write.
Hefty and Clumsy might smurf things wrong
But Harmony still smurfed right along
I taught them all to smurf a smursful song.
Smurfing happily my entire life
Nanny engaged me in smurfing a fife!
Then SHE came along...and smurfing felt so wrong.
Smurfette- all blond and giggly,
Superficial and silly
Grouchy smurfed her like a lilly.
Dreamy smurfed off into space.
Even Grandpa had a smurf on his face.
Tired of her smurfing antics
She- smurfing to be a romantic...
I smurfed her just how one could be
When smurfing with my family!
Once again, we are all smurfing proud!
So smurfed she is not around-
My Smurfs' finally came to realize
Certain smurfing was no real prize.
For Paula Swanson's "Say The Word" contest.
Categories:
smurfs, funnyme, me,
Form:
Rhyme
"This World Of Colored People"
This planet Earth of ours is inhabited and overrun with so many "Colored People!"
They are everywhere one turns and try as one may, no one can escape them!
NO ONE!
Alphabetically, "Black, Brown, Red, White and Yellow" are colors most everyone knows! Everyone who can see knows these colors!
So who are these "Colored People?"
1) Black is a color! It is also a color used to describe a race of people on this planet!
Therefore the "Black" race is comprised of and full of "Colored People!"
2) Brown is a color! It is also used to describe a race of people on this planet!
Therefore the "Brown" race is comprised of and full of "Colored People!"
3) Red is a color! It is also a color used to describe a race of people on this planet!
Therefore the "Red" race is comprised of and full of "Colored People!"
4) White is a color! It is also used to describe a race of people on this planet!
Therefore the "White" race is comprised of and full of "Colored People!"
5) Yellow is a color! It is also used to describe a race of people on this planet!
Therefore the 'Yellow" race is comprised of and full of "Colored People!"
"Colored People" are everywhere!
The common thread amongst all Human Beings is that Human Beings are "Colored People!"
Now a word of warning to the "Colored People" of this planet Earth!
Beware of "those" who do not fit in amongst we "Colored People" or look like us!
They will be very easy to spot!!!
HOW SO???
1) They will be Blue people! (Beware! They may call themselves "Smurfs!")
2) They will be Purple people ! (Beware! They may be "Eaters!")
3) They may be Green people! (Beware! They WILL be full of "Envy!")
4) They may be Orange people! (Beware! They may be on the "Juice!")
So if any of these types of "Color people" are spotted, report them right away for they are NOT the real "Colored People" of the planet Earth!
In conclusion, the "Colored People" of the planet Earth are "Beautiful People" because they are "People of Color!" The Human Race!
Observe "Colorful" Nature!
Thank YOU GOD for not making the Human Race transparent and see through!
What a mess that would be if the "Colored People" of the planet Earth were
completely "colorless!"
Hmmm! For better or for worse?!?!?
Categories:
smurfs, color, earth, humanity, people,
Form:
A journey running clocks in reverse
To the happiest childhood days / drawing
Crooked hearts / red crayon painted
Over every line meant you were the
One / with eraser tainted scribbled notes
Passed during class / remember those
Two boxes / checking yes meant you
Were my girl and I’d love you forever
Or maybe just till the end of school that
Day / whichever came sooner / tomorrow is
Another forever so I’ll pass you more notes /
Share my grapes with you / at morning break
You let me sip from your flask of juice
Without wiping the mouth after meant
That you really loved me / Fridays called
For two forever days and no running
On the playground meant that I’d really
Miss you / summer vacation seemed
So far away / unfathomable separation
Hearts not able to comprehend why
Talking on the phone for ten minutes
Was like heaven / cause that’s all our
Parents would allow / we’re only seven
And the definition of sexy was frilly
Socks and pigtails maybe a Shabba Ranks
Fade / part optional / us coming in the
Bedroom only meant it was a birthday
Party and your mommy helped us cut the
Cake together / and “I love Scooby Doo”
Was all the game I needed / yea the Smurfs
Too / planning our future was calling you
My little mermaid so we could live happily
Ever after / this love is a throwback to then
When real love was simple / playing but not
Games / now love is spoken with a real name
Yours…
Categories:
smurfs, lovelove, me,
Form:
I'm just an average guy,
living a ho-hum life
Everything is going good,
everything's alright
Met this girl,
and I took a hard left turn
Has my daddy confused,
got my mamma concerned
This girl is a wild thing,
she'll let you know
if the wheels are turning too slow
Kick it up another gear, she tells me
Got to conquer your fear,
so you can live free
Ride the hurricane breeze ...
said this sexy Valkyrie
Sit inside the tornado,
where it's as calm as can be
So when I shoulda went right,
I decided to go left
Was cruising with a bag of ganja,
blowing the Maryjane breath
Started seeing flashing lights,
blue smurfs breaking my mellow
Was handed a couple of tickets
to a late-night cop reality show
My girl got out of jail free,
her card said she was a paid informant
I, on the other hand,
had to deal with incarcerated torment
Spent three days in hell,
with a lost weekend to boot
And my girl has moved on as well;
said I was a plain tuba,
she was looking for a magic flute
Here's the lesson learned:
three left turns will send you the right way
Categories:
smurfs, allegory, girlfriend, humorous, identity,
Form:
Rhyme
The ripples formed ,
some cool , some warm ,
the Moon's reflection ,
glaring on the lake ...
The starry night ,
light and bright ,
the Blue Moon of the lake ,
ripples making it shake ...
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MY FIRST POEM OF 2014 !! GOT THIS TOPIC FROM SMURFS .........
Categories:
smurfs, mythology,
Form:
Light Verse
PATHETIC FAITH
...to not be overwhelmed...to have great faith...this is a testing time...
Without complete faith, it wont work 4 me...so i must obsess on the faith in things working...
I have tried visualizing {SEEING}many things...eg water pump working in car that was getting hot ..
saw Cousins aorta shrinking, was got 2 amazing :} XRAYS SAID bulging aorta was shrinking...
I was quoted 2 grand 4 repairs...i kept seeing water-pump working, drove 200 miles and return etc,
Also thermostat opening, and cracked head sealing....did 1000 kilometers with me car like ...that...
a learning thingy...
Also i visualised, saw, my petrol pump working in petrol tank...to get it working when it stuck several times...saw the pump rotating and it did...
It was easier than climbing under the car and thumping the petrol tank to unstick a corroded terminal ..{.i think corrosion stops a lot of electronic equipment...even computers ...all the vibration in em causes little plug in boards to move and not connect properly, so if it dont work reseat of just push em in a bit firmer to fix a non working corrosion probby...bit of wd40 can help}
worked on the pump...Don.... I have a sore tooth and I infect it with smurfs with needles and pick-axes doing the healing, more seeing 4 the subconciousness program...
when you are in spirit you can create things with your mind by seeing it happen, the same in human form if you have great faith...very f'ing hard though...the clearer picture is stronger...
DONT EXPECT BAD THINGS...DONT DRAW THE CRABS:} ….ole Johnson...
Categories:
smurfs, adventure,
Form:
Ballade
Blue, the color of summer skies.
Blue is the hue of my lover’s eyes.
Blue the one color that I adore.
Great Grandpa wore blue in the Civil War.
My mama dressed me in shades of blue
Then held me close as a mother will do.
Blue are the mountains and blue is the sea.
No favorite color but blue for me.
I’m fond of Elvis’s blue suede shoes.
Blue Smurfs and blue cheese I also choose.
A man who is poor or a man of means
Looks much the same, dressed in blue jeans.
Categories:
smurfs, blue, life, me,
Form:
Rhyme
As most people do, I guess I collect things,
Like comics and news papers, also pretty as they be.
But my favorite things to keep are my old coloring books,
Now and then I take them out and ponder a look.
I thought yellow eyes would make Batman look cool,
Yellow and blue tights would make all the girls drool.
How roughly my name is written on each page,
Over and over right hand, left hand, I couldn't decide at this stage.
Theres Bugs Bunny and Barbie I had just started school,
Strawberry Shortcake and Smurfs sure was cool.
From staying in the lines to ways long summers days,
Memories are what they are made of in the hot summers rays.
Categories:
smurfs, art, childhood, children, growing
Form:
Free verse
We watch Masked singer.
Each Wednesday night.
Haven's seen those Smurfs.
Yet won't be surprised.
Categories:
smurfs, cheer up,
Form:
Quatrain
“you know, it takes a fictional character
to know one,”
“jesus” said to “muhammad,”
whilst sitting at the picnic table,
passing the sweet sun tea,
simultaneously &
non-verbally, “telepathically”
motioning to mr. claus
that though the mashed lacked
the thorough whipping that he
himself desired,
they sure were buttery &
with that,
a tip of the “crown of thorns was
made,”
so as to give approval, without
interrupting the engrossing conversation
which had developed between
a couple of the smurfs down at the
end &
vishnu---
seems that violence had become
all the rage, rumbling the surface of
the earth & though the teletubbies who had
attended, did not possess the wide spoken
vocabulary which bugs bunny
did, between munching on the carrot,
they all nodded in agreement when he
threw up his non-carrot-holding hand,
spewing forth his catch phrase,
with regards to the current geopolitical
state of things.
“so…eh, what’s up doc?” he said.
all the characters at he table agreed
that to run rampant upon the world
with an angry eye, a gun in hand &
a belt full of bombs, for the sake of
any of the tales found in books, the scripts
of their cartoons or the animated beauty
with which any of them danced,
was simply insane &
they figured then that the most recent
explosive nature of people all over the
world who were striking vengeance on
the US embassies, might…they just
might (possible coinkydink) have less
to do with “muhammad” (who was now
stuffing his face with KFC, which
garfield had brough & stashed under the
table for later---but the man got it
quick) & a tad more with the fact that
people are getting sick of the world’s
policeman beating them over the heads
with its club.
Categories:
smurfs, life,
Form:
Free verse
i awoken from a nightmare just as it was gettin outta hand
the pope was in the kitchen and he was settin up a band
nuns on lead vocals a bishop on the bass, just as soon as they started
they all ascended up into space
now i knew im in trouble the DTs are settin in
why didnt i stay with the guinness and leave that bottle of gin
i made it too the bathroom, quite a feat if may say so
but liquidating assests like this in the mornin isnt the way to go
now im seen bill clinton and my wife run out the back
never again will you ever get me on that crack
poor old head is been jackhammered by a dozen little smurfs
but theres roaches in sunglasses and leather jackets gettin ready for a surf
my stomach is makin noises like a rusty creaky ship
feels like the bottom could go again and drown the poor smurfs in s~@t
now the joke is over im goin back to bed one more night like last nite
and ill surely wake up dead
Categories:
smurfs, humor,
Form:
Free verse
I got to dance with Cinderella
And boogie with Snow White
Under the stardust of Capella
And the fairies of night
All those pixies beckon me to play
Hide and seek with elves nice
The smartest smurfs would like me to stay
In their small paradise
Barbie tells me my prince is waiting
At the end of rainbow
And Belle wants me participating
With the Beast in her show
Tinker Bell sprinkles some pixie dust
And I float in the sky
All it takes is some magic and trust
To pass Peter Pan by
Ariel welcomes me to party
With little mermaid friends
I join them for a dinner hearty
That's how my fun fete ends
12.07.2020
116 words
For Caren Krutsinger's "Fun with Fictional beings" contest
Categories:
smurfs, fantasy, fun,
Form:
Rhyme