Best Thick Poems
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No sun, no moon, no stars above
appear this murky day
The fog so thick, you need a knife
to cut you on your way
Though as I drive within the mist
where I can hardly see
I still take time to make a wish
that you were here with me
For in these lower hanging clouds
I search my thoughts to find
The one who is more beautiful,
so clear within my mind
And now as I just travel on
I see the perfect view
For every morning’s loveliness
starts when I think of you
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Just another hallmark card poem
which is obvious most of you are tired of
Categories:
thick, good morning,
Form:
Rhyme
bluesy blurbs
of
brumal
blackness
its
crawling
clasps
of
silvery
gnawing
below
shriveled
shades
of
oxidized
&
deep
haze
immure
&
wait
awakening
cold winter
warm soul
&
henceforth
will hear
pearly
chants
from
Birdie
Green
with neon
embers
swirling
fractals
of
gemmed
hues
in
spirit
for
soft
knock
of
spring
on
frozen
shell
of
withered
dreams
Written: January 15, 2023
3rd place contest winner
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Brian Strand Contest No 1170 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Categories:
thick, allusion, analogy, blue,
Form:
Other
How Thick Is Your Skin?
Written: by Tom Wright
3/31/2018
In today’s society it appears to be about skin,
Many whine when things don’t go their way.
Laying at fault, is that our skin is too thin,
We’re easily offended by what others do and say.
Whiners leap to the podium with much to say,
Spewing words which aren’t from their own;
Saying clueless things swaying others their way,
Too young to realize you reap what you’ve sown.
Taking everything personal young tempers boil,
They seek to destroy any with dissenting view.
The old adage “to the victors belong the spoil”,
Seems to aptly apply to a “disadvantaged” few;
They seldom view things as just another’s opinion,
And are quick to strike back thus creating a flap;
Over verbiage alone each is granted dominion,
We need to give thought before opening our trap.
Categories:
thick, word play, words,
Form:
Lyric
Six simpering thick-skinned shifty spinster sisters stiffly sit
Stitching sticky skid-marked scivvies of sixty sick stingy sailors.
Six sick from stitching scivvies of sixty sick scrimping sailors
Stickle over nickels; those insistent six thick-skinned spinster tailors!
For Joe Sandler's Tongue Twister Challenge Poetry Contest
Categories:
thick, funny, sick,
Form:
Alliteration
Thick as a brick.
Misunderstood.
Alas a teenage daughter
Got in the family way,
Such they are the times
What more can you say.
It was getting near her time
But still she wanted out,
To the pub or just the pictures
She didn"t mind being stout.
Then one night it happened
While she was all alone,
Nature took Her course
She fumbled for the phone.
The time was nearly midnight
It was dad who was awoken
'Can you come and get me,
I think my waters broken.'
'Okay' shouts her dad
'tell me where you are,
You just say the place
I"ll go get the car."
He jumped up out of bed
Put slippers on his feet
'Where are you ringing from?'
'From my knickers to my feet.'
Categories:
thick, funnydad, dad, time,
Form:
Rhyme
The fog lies like a thick blanket over my city
It is gray, damp and heavy to breathe in
Grey and wet ..... gives me a headache
Morning turns to night, without any difference
I have to get the light and the sun back
Neither cat or dog will go out
I've heard about rain dance
Now I would like to take a sun dance
Will you join with me in my dance
09.01.2013
A-L Andresen :)
Categories:
thick, dance, january, life, me,
Form:
Free verse
One and two makes three, so four and five makes six
This guy's discovered all the mathematical tricks
The professors are all wrong
They really don't belong
Always knew theses guys were thick as a brick
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
thick, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Why do we have a thick voice?
I don’t mean girls, I mean boys
Especially when we talk out loud
Comes out an unpleasant sound
It sounds like if it was a roar
Or a throat that is sore
It’s like you’re calling for a fight
When you only mean to be polite
It’s like trying to shout and yell
But you truly mean well
The thick voice makes you look rude
Even if you’re wearing a tie and a suit
Though it sometimes makes you look brave
It most times makes you look like man of cave
Even when you try to control it and not to hurl
They make fun of you and call you: girl!
But what are we to do? It’s the way we are
And we don’t mean to offend anybody nor mar
In my opinion thick suits us more than thin
I think it’s one of the things that made us men
So after all we shouldn’t worry about the noise
That is made by our thick voice
Categories:
thick, emotions, encouraging, funny, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
What causes fat disappearance?
Diets that take perserverance
But wallet's too thin
Love those clothes from a bin
At stores that sell with a clearance
Categories:
thick, funny,
Form:
Limerick
“Thick Skinned – What it Feels Like for a Girl”
When you speak
it’s as if stars cascade
out of your mouth
galaxies you produce
musical incantations
that I listen religiously to
I watch your lips
form glistening cupids’ bows
they spread wide open
like the subtle legs
of a forgotten nun
whispering vesper wishes
before priestly sermons
and John Donne
your hushed and salient
remonstrations, you now
plant me in your
sentence,
no, that this should
never have occurred at all
we are irreverent
in our choices
forming new begottens
you usher from the
pulpit of your world
eloquent reasons
to justify wrong from right
right from wrong
as if your internal fortitude
consists within a
mirror universe
deep and soulful
it promises
more than heaven
those curves
and waivers
contracts we signed
some time ago
souls sunk in a
bad marriage
and hushed assurances
of ‘til death do us part weatherin’
kissing the skin
against my throat
the very place
my comeback is primed
to be launched, yours
deliver that kind of
loose compensation
lathered in snake oil
and a clear path
to redemption
that tie my hands
make me mute
I was launched long ago
from safe harbour,
now
off sure
to lay down all my
naked vicious antigens
I have grown in
the petri dish of my
muddy life to fight your
viral love
like diamonds
your words
they sharpen and glisten
cut through
the thick tempered
glass of me,
through the epidermis
of a close-packed woman
you laser your refined tongue
eyes viscerally undressing
you address the wide open
tableau of me, knowing
you adroitly twist your points
penetrating through
to the now
all too familiar
subcutaneous
safe base chakra of me
within a short space of time
I am sold
into
your chicanery
wanting little of the
life that was before
the unfortunate
taming of me
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
"What it Feels Like for a Girl"/ Madonna , Paul Oakenfold (Remix)
https://youtu.be/tbtt0WTKqnQ
https://www.huffpost.com/entry/8-steps-that-explain-why-_b_9143360
http://www.hiddenhurt.co.uk/domestic_violence_poems_1.html#learned
https://songmeanings.com/songs/view/7940/
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/What_It_Feels_Like_for_a_Girl
Categories:
thick, abuse, dark, muse, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse
What the hell is a limerick... this is a limerick!
Don't understand, is this some kind of a trick?
I'll repeat it slower
Perhaps when you're sober
Sometimes you can be as thick as a brick!
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
thick, silly,
Form:
Limerick
Go ahead, ask me what makes me tick
Well, to answer your question really quick
I'm a simple man
No devious plans
Though sometimes I can be as thick as a brick
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
thick, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
The darkness subterraneously slowly slides in
As it covers the woeful wounds on the sanguineous skin
Thick comes the night I know it very well
Where mendacious mourners induce their own hell
The tears that fall...and build a wall of silence
With slippery slopes...and abandoned hopes of guidance
For the pouring of tears...of yester years behind us
As we slip and fall...and hit the wall that binds us
They cascade with their own charade...from within the inner soul
I slipped and fell to my own hell...on a tear drop as black as coal.
June.22.2016
For Contest... I SLIPPED ON A TEARDROP AND LANDED . . .
By Cindi Rockwell
Categories:
thick, abuse, addiction, anxiety, depression,
Form:
Free verse
Fog
Thick veil
Settles, engulfs, covers
Slowly, totally, wraps
Condensation
Categories:
thick, nature,
Form:
Cinquain
A kingdom of dark shades
tall and fat inhabitants
shelter to all kinds of beasts.
Categories:
thick, nature,
Form:
Haiku