Best Take A Load Off Poems


Head On Bed Collision

Asleep before the head hits the pillow
Head filled with vivid colors swirling, amassing, mixing outside the lines 
Transgressions grow skyward like a bean stalk becoming a giant
Worries wander aimlessly like a cat in the night looking for a spoon
Hurts pound again, and again, first a drumstick then a sledge hammer  
The kaleidoscope of confusion rotates ever faster, bed spins counter
Places cannot be escaped
Faces stare as if clothes have been robbed

Running, Flying, Drowning, Suffocating, Garbling Words, Can’t Breath, 
Slow Motion, Falling, Insatiable Hunger, Unquenchable Thirst, Blood Stained, Shouting

Loaded Down, Frantically Searching Pockets, Hidden Underneath, Forgotten 

Fear. All fears.  Nothing but fear.  Afraid.  Regret.  Worry.  I didn’t.  I really did!

Each day we pack our pockets. Cram our purses.  Load our backpacks 

Hang needless objects and things around our necks, over our shoulders, in the crux of our elbows, on our belts

Grip suitcases. Carry stuffed plastic grocery bags on each knuckle. Waddling to the side of the bed before crashing head on

Unknowingly still pinching the key between our left thumb and pointer finger

Hitting the bed with a massive crash
every part of the day strewn around the room like a devastating mid air explosion of a 747 littering debris, miles and miles of destruction, charred remnants, unidentifiable and randomly placed objects, out of place, disfigured, often never found

Before your head hits the pillow

Drop the things you picked up today 

Take a load off

Free yourself of your burdens

Neatly set everything aside

On second thought,  just pile it and let it lay where it falls

Drop your yoke

Sit down on the foot of the bed with God 

Hand Him the things you still cling within sweating red fists

Briefly Examen your day

Fall asleep on His shoulder

He will gently lay your head on the pillow, loft your feet off the floor, and tuck you in.

Let Him carry your burdens, lighten your load, unpack, empty your pockets, wash your laundry, even sort and match the socks.

Travel to sleep lightly and peacefully dreaming of a new day

carrying nothing but what is truly needed.

Premium Member Hello Andrea Dietrich

Hello Andrea Dietrich, so we finally meet,
pull up a comfy chair and take a load off your feet.

Would you like a piece of this warm apple pie
and velvet black coffee to go with turkey on rye?

So glad you stopped in, though you cannot abide,
finish your free meal, I will walk you outside.

No need to thank me, have me over sometime,
if not for coffee, maybe for some catchy rhyme.

I enjoyed your company I hope you know,
you have a way with words, strokes like a Van Gogh. 

Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey

Sixth Place Winner ~ "First words over Coffee" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Michael J. Falotico
May 5, 2011

Premium Member House of the Crescent Moon

There is a house in my backyard
they call the 'Crescent Moon'.
I visit more than I would like
but, then no one's immune.

I've passed many an hour there,
pants below my knees.
The place is open day and night.
You can come whenever you please.

Just go in and have a seat;
You're welcome one and all.
Take a load off your feet
when nature makes that call.

So, don't be afraid to make a move.
You can even bring a friend;
Just in case, there's a double seat
and you'll be happy in the end.


Inspired by the humor of Jan Allison
Potty humor
Jan Terry
April 16, 2019
© Jan Terry  Create an image from this poem.


Thunderstruck Sunshine

The clouds shook
A thick, black, very wet blanket out
In the Southeastern quadrant 
Of the New Mexico firmament,
Complete with lightning
And growling, crackling,
Massive basso-profundo sound effects,
Inviting the sun to rest,
Take a load off, 
Reeellaaaxxx! 

Abrasively radiant,
Helios glared a brilliant, heated, passionate,
Steamy smile
Into the arid monsoon skies

And refused Storm’s invitation
To lie down and go to bed

Premium Member Comfy Cozy

Come over here, my sweetie pie.
Tell your honey what’s wrong.
I sense you're sad, but this is me.
You don’t have to act so strong.

I’ve been down here in the kitchen
Just waiting for you, honey ‘chile.
Come here and take a load off.
Stay with me, babe, for a while.

I’m having a midnight snack;
Hot cocoa with whipping cream.
Why don’t you join me, Sugar?
Please sit and chat with me.

I know you are feeling downhearted.
But I’m happy you finally came down.
Let me fix you a bit to eat,
For I so hate to see you frown.

If you’d rather, just lay your head on my lap.
Tell mama your every woe.
Go ahead, Sweetheart, let it out.
Let those demons just go.

Are you feeling better now, darling?
I see you are eyeing that cake!
Insomnia got us both, but now
I’m enjoying being awake.

Now that you finally came out of your shell
And shared what was making you blue,
I could stay up all night until dawn, dear,
As long as I stayed here with you.

The Ringleader

Ladies and gentleman
Come in come all, take a seat
Relax take a load off 
And enjoy the show
Be happy, be merry for you all are
The guests, my guests
The audience to the greatest show on earth
We have a mystical show for you all tonight
Dazzling lights will send your mind in a scurry for reality
Freaks that will frighten your soul, but I dare you to look away
Exotic animals that are bred to entertain even the closest of minded
Why am I wearing this mask? You might be asking yourself
Are you feeling a little dizzy? Are your eyes a little watery?
It’s called mustard gas, used in World War 1
And you all are breathing it in, oh this truly is the greatest of all shows
Go ahead and run, you have no place to go. 
And for your final performance, I will rise to the rafters 
And watch you all die
I am your ringleader, goodnight!


Premium Member Give Us This Day Our Daily Angst

Just quit nagging ‘bout my time in the loo
Or I’ll deck you with that weird platform shoe

Yes, I like to read there, it’s the only quiet place
And the “scenery” is better than that look upon your face

Instead of complaining, make me some breakfast
Heaven knows why my heart you once possessed

Lord, what will this evening have in store
You think I’m gonna watch that chick flick once more

I’ve a better idea; the guys will be here soon
If you reveal my poker hand, I’ll send you to the moon

So warm up some treats and send the kids packin’
It’s bottle-by-bottle the booze I’ll be stackin’

Give me a break and take off that frilly dress
By the time the game’s over, the house will be a mess

And it’s all yours to clean, my ever-loving spouse
If the house isn’t tidy, you’ll hear me grouse

So take a load off now, while you still can
That load you carry needs a moving van

If you find me ill-tempered, then just take a hint
Bounce out that door with the pace of a sprint



*Written April 29, 2014

Howl

Written April 20, 2013


Here comes the night
The moon, slipping through the sun
You're not the only one
On my mind, tonight
The wolves are howling with all their might
To get me a little closer
To get me in their sights

Take a load off
Take off for me
I know we've been moving lately
But it ain't as bad as it seems
Take a load off
Take off for me
This may as well just be a dream

Illusional Beauty

ILLUSIONAL BEAUTY
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS




As she approached we met eye to eye
I was awed by her beauty as she strolled by
I tried so hard to get her attention
This stunning example of feminine perfection

Her hair was long and freely flowing
Her lips were red her eyes were sparkling
She was pure symmetry in every respect
Nature had blessed her  absent neglect

I thought  she’d make a trophy wife
To have  this beauty for the rest of my life
She dresses immaculately nothing is missing
Those juicy red lips I yearned to be kissing

Our children would be proud of her as a mom
I’ve got to meet her but need to stay calm
She paused then sat down at an outdoor café
I sat down beside her and said   if I may?

Sure pal take a load off your feet 
I saw you follow me do you want a treat
For two hundred bucks I’ll give you an hour
Includes the time needed for me to shower

I was astonished by what I had just heard
To distance myself was the action preferred
It was her beauty that blinded my senses
Her physical assets had dissolved my defenses

I had fooled myself without provocation 
I need to expunge this self imposed indignation
I’ll keep baseless assumptions under control
And not forget “all that glitters is not gold”

Welcome Home

WELCOME BACK MY SWEET
RELAX, HAVE A DRINK
TAKE A LOAD OFF YOUR FEET
IT VERY NICE TO KNOW,
THAT YOU HAD A FUN AND SAFE TRIP
YOU AND YOUR GIRLS
I WAS HERE WITH THE KIDS
SO WHAT!!!!! AIN'T NO NEED TO FLIP
INSTEAD, IN MY DOWN TIME
I CAME UP WITH THIS LITTLE PLAN
AS I LAID BACK, AND REMINISCE
ABOUT ALL OF THE THINGS 
YOU SAID THAT YOU LOVE ABOUT YOUR MAN
NOW AT FIRST, 
IT WAS THE WAY I WALK, TALKED AND DRESSED
BUT AS OF LATELY,
IT HAS BEEN THE WAY THAT I CAUGHT YOU OFF GUARD
WITH SURPRISES, OR SPECIAL WORDS
THAT MAKES YOU OFTEN WONDER AND GUESS
OR MAYBE IT'S THE WAY I SHOW OFF MY BODY TO YOU
PUTTING MY LARGE ARMS AROUND YOU AS I FLEX
AND IT COULD AS BE THE ENDLESS ORGANISM
THAT YOU EXPERIENCE DURING A PASSIONATE NIGHT OF SEX
NO!!!!!! I'M SORRY, PLEASE FORGIVE ME
I HAVE NO IDEA OF WHAT I COULD'VE BEEN THINKING OF
NEVER MEANING TO USE THE WORD SEX
BUT I SHOULD HAVE SAID WHEN WE'RE MAKING LOVE
ALL OF THIS WRITING, AND THINKING OF YOU
MY BODY IS NOW CALLING FOR SOME SEXUAL HEALING
THERE'S A MEETING IN MY BEDROOM
AND YOU’RE INVITED IF YOU'RE WILLING
BUT BE SURE TO COME ALONE
BECAUSE YOU’RE WISH IS MY COMMAND AS I WELCOME YOU HOME

Premium Member Table

Table

Come to me you families
and sit for just a spell.
Take a load off your shoulders,
with your stories to tell.

Come to me you students,
sit around me after school.
You can write your thesis on my top,
because you are not a fool.

I can be the peace keeper,
and help you to unwind.
When you sit on one of my chairs
and consume your food divine.

I can be the place of therapy
where cookies and milk calm your fears.
I can be the place where midnight answers,
and your mamma wipes away your tears.

Premium Member Happy 69th Birthday Titus

Sixty-nine and you are nothing but fine.
Your happy smile radiates a country mile.
Calm and cool you are in no way affected
By others who are not as seasoned or collected
Tony, Tony, Tito, Titus, Tell the truth.
Were you ever in love with a girl named Sue or Ruth?
Do you remember things like being the bomb?
Do you recall a swamp called Viet Nam?
Sixty-nine and you are simply on fire!
If I stated anything else I would be a liar.
A poet in heart, and mind and grace.
Happy birthday I say! You have barely run your race.
Many more decades to you will come.
Relax, play, take a load off, be a seasoned beach bum.
Do whatever you have always wanted to do.
No one else is having a birthday but you!

What We All Already Know

What We All Already Know

About our world, what we all know the best
Is directions are north, south, east and west
With one which is opposite of the other;
Like this one would God actually make another?

Suppose if God with all of His great powers
Had made some other world looking like ours
What would he make that were differences?
Without worrying about added expenses.

Making people who will pray every day
To me, would be an exact, perfect way
That can take a load off a person's mind
And pass salt, please try to be so kind.

That is what our world is comprised of
Someone who is looking or a lot of love
After searching in each nook and cranny
Ending up with feeling that is uncanny. 

Maybe to other world our love left and went
Which is why God His only Son has sent
Who we are to believe in and truly treasure
Save us from sins that are beyond all measure. 

When Christ died each case was closed
On ours, other world was super-imposed
And this time on nothing did God skimmish 
Even sent His Son born without one blemish.
(Maybe skimmish should be skimpish.)

We still wonder why, how, where and what
God could have done with all of the glut
I heard a rumor mentioned by word of mouth
It all ended up somewhere in the south.

James Hideous Fastidious Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Finding Contentment

Everyday, everyone, searches for contentment,
While contentment is right within your grasp.
You worry and stress and bring on resentment,
A part of life you just can’t seem to clasp.

Contentment can come in the simplest of ways
And people just can’t seem to find.
That a drive in the country and spending the day
A walk in the woods can take a load off your mind

So many ways you can take off a load for a while
And ease your mind and relax and distress
You will finally find that forgotten smile
And enjoy some true happiness

Contentment is really not that hard to obtain
And it really will ease up your everyday strain

I'Ve Had These Feelings For a While

Baby sit down
Take a load off
Let's pour a glass of wine
And just talk

No telephones 
No big TV
Just you and I together 
And honesty

Not a single ear to hear
Except for our own
Let my words take you places
You never dreamed you'd go

With every breath I breathe I swear I think about you
When my heart beats, I can see
Your eyes and perfect smile

I brought you here, to make it clear
And erase any doubt
You know I've had these feelings for a while 

Let me go back 
To the first place
I laid eyes upon an angel
And met fate

I knew at first glance
That someday we'd be
Talking bout forever
Discussing destiny

So here we finally sit
Letting inhibitions go
Expressing all our hearts
And revealing all our souls

With every breath I breathe I swear I think about you
When my heart beats, I can see
Your eyes and perfect smile

I brought you here,  to make it clear
And erase any doubt
You know I've had these feelings for a while 

Yes you know I've had these feelings for a while

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