Best Uhh... Poems
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…shh
bashit
cashit
dishit
dashit
no tp
bushit
hushit
gashit
hashit
lashit
sashit
wishit
would
come
now
pushit
pushit
some
more
lushit
don’t
rushit
you
might
mashit
mushit
don't
splashit!
goshit,
too
late!
~ouch,
fishit
rashit
tushit
gushit
washit
flush
it..
II
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crashit
blushit
flashit
freshit
can't
brushit
can't
finishit
uhh
can't
crushit
this
slushit
cherishit
Ooh
ooh
o
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III
sh
woo.sh
's it
vanishit
sheepish
it!
** ok this one is still in the works...don't really want to force it
Writer’s babble: This has been in my intestines for a loong time now (years actually) but never figured out how to do it. Then *poopboom*! It all got digested and assimilated—the recent sample poem on on Cyndi’s blog, then Chris’ & Ruben’s concretes (Thank you for the inspiration :D!)
Ruben, here it is, finally. You did say, “Just do it”, glad I am able to doo it. I finally pooped out a concrete something O_o!!
I wouldn’t be surprised if somewhere out there, there’s a twin of this pooem. I suppository so, I haven’t tried searching for any, but yeah this was fun for me.
Ok this is still editable—feel free to share any –sh ending words and I might consider adding it :p
it’s just me, but eh, kinda iffy that it doesn’t tie too much—with the bushing it then flushing it. oh well.
** thank you, Cyndi & Chris for the added words :D, I would have missed them otherwise --- I doo think this will get longer & longer! please stay tootooned for more evacuations ;)
Categories:
uhh..., growth, loss,
Form:
Concrete
A mechanism of mind in the inner rune as classicism is twined a spinner rocks Just a song and a half and a doggerel Uhh! And the gong bands laugh in paean Blocks are only doctoral constitutionally when measuring the staff of a rhyme Wind chimes intrinsically with innermore then breaths of pleasure become synergistic An inborn internal fortitude with box inclosed The grave epitaph reads deeply innate inside the confines of a heart beat
Categories:
uhh..., allusion, inspirational, introspection, language,
Form:
Rhyme
I have a confession to make.
I don’t know if you’ve ever heard, or witnessed a case like this
But uhh.
I have a problem with falling for someone too hard too early
It’s otherwise known as blind love syndrome.
I don’t know why it happens but it seems to me like my heart loves too strongly too early.
And there’s nothing I can do about it.
It doesn’t happen with every girl I like,
It only happens when I meet someone special, and there’s a hidden connection that makes me feel as if we are soaring with the gods when we are together.
Or so it seems to me.
The time limit of blind love syndrome is inconsistent, but the only way to know you’ve had it is after it passes.
You’re left feeling that you could’ve done better
Said something funnier
Dressed nicer
Looked more modeler
Been more like that guy she’s now seeing-er.
You’re left lost, yet somehow seeing her happy and smiling again makes you happy.
But you’re heart feels like an empty hole.
Making it hard to breathe because when she was with you she took your breathe away,
And now all your left with are those moments with her constantly replaying in your cinematic mind,
like your watching a movie but the rewind button is constantly being pressed by you because it’s hard to move onto the next scene when earlier you thought what you had together was something so special that only the two of you understood.
But the rest of the movie shows that’s not true.
I just wish she would’ve chosen me
I just wish she would’ve chosen me.
Categories:
uhh..., anxiety, break up, depression,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
"Camptown Races sing this song, Do Dah! Do Dah!"
( sung incessantly by a certain, unique rooster.)
Henry Hawke: ( Sung to Holly Jolly Christmas:)
" I'll be there and back by sunset.
There's a chicken there for me!
Mom and Dad will be proud, you bet!
when a chicken, they'll see!"
Henry: ( Sung to Arkansas Traveler:)
" I think that there's a chicken, yes, indeed!
No need to check, that's a chicken, yes, siree!
I know that that's a chicken , yes, indeed!
Even though he has a snout for pecking at the seed!"
POW! ( cue woozy music.)
Barnyard Dog:
Hey, wait a minute, kid!
Have you flipped your lid!"
Henry:
" I hit you a good one and I'm the winner!
Now come along with me! You're what's for dinner!"
Barnyard Dog:
" Eh, kid.. I'm a dog, don't you get it!
Now, scram! Before I make you regret it!"
" Camptown races, sing this song..
I say , I say.. it's not the words,
son, it's the song
It kind of.. eh, moves me along, err.."
Henry:
" Oh, the shame!
The family name!
Life for me will never be the same!"
Barnyard Dog:
" Someone's given you the bum steer!"
He looks at Henry crying.
" Kind of gets you right here..
Tell ya, what, kid!
I'll give you a real clucker with all the feathers!
Now listen to me, the sooner the better.." Pss. psst. pss..
"Camptown Races, Uhh, oh, I say, I say..
What do we have here?!
An unholy alli, alli alli, joining together.
and the word is ..Beware!"
I say, son!
What are, what are you doing here
in my little slice of paradise?!"
Henry:
"Ehh, Mister Cock-a-Doodle Doo..
I'd turn around if I were you!"
"Heh, heh heh..
Obviously, this boy believes
that I was born yesterday
if not the day before!
Let me lead him on a little more.."
"Just what am I supposed to see, there, ehh, son?
The rising moon? The setting sun? Heh, Heh, Heh.."
BAM!
"I, I, I think I've been way layed.
I, I, better look for some shade.."
PLOP!
"That boy's got more nerve than a bum tooth!
ehh, that's a joke, son!
Miss Prissy! My my time has come too soon!"
Eeee, THUD!
Henry and Barnyard Dog( together.):
"Geez, What a maroon!"
Cue the Looney Tunes end music.
(" Eer.. That's your cue, son!")
" Can't find no good cartoon help these days!" THUD!
THAT'S ALL FOLKS!
Categories:
uhh..., animals, fantasy, parodyme, me,
Form:
Light Verse
Sooo, ya think you're THE ace
In this jingle jangle place, UHH!?
And you're proud, OOH, SOO proud !
And you're talking here so loud...
That nobody ever noticed
That you're offering a contest
With a weird melody
I would call cacophony...
If an English word exists
To describe your foolish lists !
O.K. Don't you cry like this
Or I would call you Elvis
For the rest of your life...
By the way, I met your wife
And I told her, once again,
How frustrated I remain
Every time I see your pages,
I wish I'd put these images
on my own imagination:
WHATCHA goo' job you done, son !
Categories:
uhh..., family,
Form:
Cowboy Poetry
Hey it"s been awhile how ya doin like I care.
Writting little bits of misery isnt my style.
Drinking till dawn writting low brow poems is something
I do with such great flare.
John Patrick you know the rest.
Never got a degree but i got something else.
more than a few times incase you havent guessed.
Turn off the lights i'll just use my hands to see.
Yes im way worse in person.
But ya know it just aint a party without me.
Were theres gasoline so should there be fire.
Far from a saint.
But I have dated a couple girls who once sang in the choir.
You may won the contest but I really didnt lose.
cause you gotta ribbon and me I gotta bottle of booze.
Guess who never paid attention in class?
I was to busy staring at the teachers.
Uhh miss hotness could i please have the hall pass.
Wonder what slowed us down uhh probaly
when we hit that tree.
You know my friends it just isnt a party without me.
Categories:
uhh..., funny
Form:
Rhyme
There’s a lot of poems that have gone unread
They hang in limbo as if written by the dead
Awaiting for someone to hear their cry
As they do not have a mouth to question why
Open one
Just for fun
It may make you laugh, Ooh! UHH! Or just sigh
To those that will make you say Oh my Oh my
And don’t forget to leave a comment
It make those poems alive and give the poet a judgement
For example, I found one just a minute ago
It was boring and time wasting if you must know
The ending just killed me, it drove me up the wall
Till I read who wrote it, it was yours truly Sidney Hall
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Categories:
uhh..., funnymay, me, poems,
Form:
Rhyme
The window panes are brightly lit,
The rays enter my room with grit.
Their target, my eyes shut tight,
I turn over; my response to the light.
The room turns into an oyster; a gem,
Sleep now hanging just by the hem.
My sleep, it is gone, all too sudden,
Welcoming the day, I start to redden.
Finally I’m off the bed; on the floor,
My arms too weak, too sore.
I stretch my body, I strengthen up
I look at my hair, Uhh! a messy lump…
My French window… God, I’m in love!
It’s my morning beauty… my dove.
The coffee still hot, wisps in the air
Reaching with grace I take it with care.
Sipping the delight into my balcony,
I see my street, somehow too melancholy.
Birds chirping on the trees, the breeze
Kissing my hair, I take it all in with ease.
Leaning on the railing I cry, I plead
Today, Lord, let me not to death, bleed
I need to count my days, my moments,
I tried but sorry, the doctor laments.
The big C has got hold of the volcano…
It will no longer gush, it’s too late, oh no.
I can see the day, feel the morning
Without a trace of regret, not weeping.
I have but mornings such as these
To wish my time would forever freeze.
Categories:
uhh..., death, fear, hope, life,
Form:
Rhyme
idea:
- huhmhh –
find recordings
of
advertisement voices?
(just listen to advertisements)
use them
to make
music poems that are based on the
uhh
pitches
and rhythm
that the people
uhh
have.
it’d be really hard;
you could use those slow-down sound programs
and listen
to
how . people ! change ! their voice!
and dih dih deh dih -
dehdihdeh!
Categories:
uhh..., people, people,
Form:
Light Verse
He, the love of my life, most expensive thing I have
Only thing in the world I can't give up
is loving him
Loneliness in the whole day long
And living a day without a word from him
Make me sick, oh yeah !!not in a humiliated way,
It drives me crazier,,
Every time when i get on to the bed wish if he
is here ,,,with me,,,
Wish i could wrap my arms around his neck and
kiss his face ,,Wish I could cuddle him
for a second ,,OMG,,even thinking of it
makes my heart bumps up!!
That would be the happiest moment of my life!!
If somebody ask "can you stop loving him?"
I'm gonna say "You better kill me!!"
The thing I'm dying to see is , not him
It's his smile
One day he smiled at me!!felt him like an angel
Who came to make me happy!!his single smile can make me
Feel the every happiness in the world !!! I'm nooot exaggerating !!!
Any person would love to be a hero
Like SUPERMAN,BATMAN or like FLASH I guess,,
But I would love to be hollow man!!!
Are you afraid???am I suppose to kill somebody???
Noo,,,If I am the hollow woman I would go to him
And nobody can see me,,neither he can!!
Then I'm gonna kiss his lips all day,,,or else
Try some bad things,,,oops!!!
Having sex with him through the phone in midnight
Actually not the midnight!!itz early morning
Oh god that's heaven!!!he,,,his voice ,,,,his dirty talks
They are soooo hot!!!
Reminding them makes me wet even I'm asleep!!though
I haven't even touched him for real
My only wish which i everyday pray for
Is to be with him in my whole life
Ohh god can you ever imagine how much happy i would be
Every morning i can see his nice smile
kissing his dimples would makes me butterflies
It's all him I want ,I love him more than ,,more than,,
Uhh,,I dooon't know there's nothing to compare !!!
More than everything I have,,more than everything I will
Categories:
uhh..., boyfriend, crazy, cute love,
Form:
ABC
We can't be lovers!
So we agreed to be friends.
Legally to find another!
Let us start to pretend.
Pretend that we don't love each other.
Only love of just a friend.
Now that I found another,
Your presence is suddenly send.
Suddenly your presence is here,
Making such an illusion.
Though you know I have a new dear.
I am now under your incantation.
Why now? Why not last year?
I can't make a decision.
Uhh, this moment is all I fear,
Please clear my confusion.
Categories:
uhh..., love,
Form:
Couplet
It’s rather odd
That I woke up pretty early this Saturday morning
It’s rather odd
That I awoke from my indescribable dream, filled with mysteries
It’s somewhat peculiar
That I enjoy being a teenager—now I could do whatever I want and when I want!
But that’s selfish of me, huh? Ha-ha like I care…psh!
It’s rather alarming
That I awoke from a motivating dream without the alarm going off
But that was only a coincidence…I think!
It’s rather startling
That I aced a test in my Algebra 1 class and…
Yet I failed the class miserably…so I have to take Algebra over again! GREEAT!
It’s rather startling
That I faced my past fears and…
Now I don’t appear to look like a fool anymore…or do I?
My startling moment was
When I noticed that I had an acting talent!
My startling moment was
When I noticed I had a writing ability too…
My startling moment was
When I composed my own song—now that’s awesome!
My startling moment was
When I heard that my brother was going to be kicked out of the house!
My startling moment was
When I did my piano practice on my own—now that’s tricky!
My startling moment was
When I noticed that I had suicidal thoughts…
I had horrible experiences while facing this problem…DX
My last startling moment was…
Uhh, I totally forgot…
What was my last startling moment if you know?
Oh!! I know! I know!
When I first created my main characters in my future trilogy! ?
Categories:
uhh..., angst, brother, childhood, growing
Form:
Free verse
Uhh Yeah people look.....
Its Poet thought rhyme time...My words fly so high
in the sky they so freaking bright
in the days darkness until the night shine
Words of courage here poeple there aint no frightline
Dying to Live you see the last of my lifeline
Plop....drop there it go Flatline
Death come slowly rigormortis ohhh life goes on thats fine
Life til death these my words people I dare you to jack mine
I was concrete locked up until I got locked down steel bars Im no stranger to crime
words of thought.... words of truth people line after muther ****ing line.......I know You feel my words.....I know you know you feel my write......All real speak talk no lying.......Im doing the poetic thing now people Im no longer trying.....
life is hard in the American third world is hard among a poeple and culture slowly dying
I know many of us live wrong trying to get *****in life right
Trapped in the storm blizzard street drug addicted plights
Walking amongst people trying to act as if they blind with no sight
But we still breathing here people so I know everthing is going to be alright......Yeah people I think its poetic thought ryhme time......
Categories:
uhh..., life, life, words, people,
Form:
Rhyme Royal
"The Road Not Taken," Frost slow ball to my curb," ... by The Poet.
If you instant your past past your eyes! (Uhh!)
And the pause it had caused tis now gone, (Poof,)
made of years, good, and tears, lost in sighs, (Sheesh,)
brevity ... gravity, hint's implies. (ahh.)
Well, that's that, who's at-bat, fate card's drawn. (hmm.)
It can't be. Excuse me, sir your tea, (Oh--um,)
Set it down. Half-a-crown? Sir! ... please go (Wooo!)
Day's wages? (Whoa) Outrages! Gent there, see, (Ohh!)
Looky there! (Wha?) Nighs me' chair! Good Golly? (Ohh?)
I'll fill in (hehe) ... Good evenin', ready--No! (Ne'va!)
Your manners, dear Rober--scene, public? (ahh)
Pardon young man my tongue, close to mouth ... (marvy)
brain, not close (coughs-clears throat) (ahem) teapot throes (UUU)... Republic? (eh-eh)
The other, (ahh) not smarter -- nonpublic! (hehe)
Manners Rob-bie. (Uh-uh) Nay, snob, he paws South! (Ah-ha)
Flo (tell her the day she died)... Wall Street--(cuts him off--whips) Collapsed, Wheat -- never failed (smack thrown)
They need food--place--what good ..., choice I made (sniffles-handkerchief drawn)
Cold winter (gurgling-hands her teacup). Dear sister--You, I've trailed (long sigh).
We both chose, God ... He shows (gasping) ... He unveiled (long drawn-out breath)
Rob, he made (quick inhale) ... Ed conveyed, (quick-held breath) Rob, well-made. (long exhale draws a silent table of one)
Categories:
uhh..., analogy,
Form:
Rhyme
I can't think
Can't write
The irony of this poem
Is so great dispite
This black block
Weighing heavily on my mind.
So small yet so there
It's hard to define.
Uhh
Dang!!!
Categories:
uhh..., teen,
Form: