Best Watch Out Poems
Santa's reindeer went down with the flu
He panicked thinking what can I do
So he used all his charm
Borrowed cows from a farm
Not the answer but they'd have to do...
Folks out walking all watched him fly by
Saw no reindeer and they wondered why
But they started to cheer
Then all cowered in fear
As cow pats splattered down from the sky.
Written 23rd December 2020.
My thumbs ran off today.
I knew they were in love
And I suspected they might be compelled to be alone, together.
However….
It makes opening cans rather tough.
Turning the key in the ignition is nigh onto impossible.
I had trouble picking up my fork for my eggs.
But do they care?
Heavens no.
They are selfishly in love, those two.
Gone away on a clandestine holiday.
Thank goodness I have an I-phone instead of a rotary one.
I do not even have to use my thumbs to hold it down while I dial.
They are in the next room, moaning and stuff.
Like newlyweds do. I hate to disturb them,
So here I sit, twiddling nothing.
Written: November 27, 2023
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Listen carefully, son, and avoid despair.
When you require me, I'm just there.
And trust me if you've secrets to share.
Allow your heart to rejoice and dare.
No matter what, I will hold your hand.
Believe my behest, by your side will stand.
Find solace, and don't stop to expand.
I am your light, ergo walk in my land.
Trust God with all your worldly concern
Obscure concepts are useless to learn
Love is a gift you earn and must return.
Even if you obtain one full of wilting fern
Coming to you, I shall establish my abode.
Making heed of all the utterances I've told.
The bounty I exhibit I will never withhold.
They're beyond valuable than silver or gold.
Lean on, believe in, and heed my word.
None will bar me from breaking wall's world.
Into the appropriate route, you are hurled.
While heartbeats or fire smoke is curled,
Eva Brick a rather large Shot Put girl,
Has a mean outlook and an almighty hurl,
Don't get in her way
Cause you won't have a say,
She'll pick you up and give you a twirl.
Balance between love and limits
The relationship between power and love
No distinction between gender, ethnicity, age or religion
Cooperation between people and countries, gives strength
Let limits fall, allow the love to grow
18.04.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
There once was a gal from motor city
who drove a Prius to give her celebrity.
Her guy drove a Ford
and cursed her “Oh, Lord!”
Their divorce was a forgone necessity!
Their children, a boy and a girl,
took sides and gave each car a whirl.
The girl took the Ford
the boy took the Concorde?
Both lost control and hit a squirrel?
Mom and Dad, Madge and Lars said “Good grief!”
You two kids, “Go get jobs, BUY A Leaf!!!
ride a bike, or a tyke
row a boat, take a hike
"Give the keys over please. You’re relieved!”
*The kids names were Boris and Natasha ;)
She seems sweet and innocent,
But watch out,
Tara is a rat in reverse.
watch out ants
rain is coming
to your doorstep
If I and my poems were dissed
by those deemed elite--just dismissed,
I’d be so mature.
Their barbs I’d endure—
unless I should get REALLY p_ _ _ _ _!
My sarcastic quips might be flying,
fake moxie to keep me from crying!
I’d not stand there gaping.
“I’ll never be aping
your style”—my words might leave them sighing.
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If some ladder-climbing go-getter,
an ambitious, thriving big cheddar*
should call me a slacker,
I’d surely not smack ‘er;
I’d say, “I’ve been called worse by better!”
“Big cheese” (important, powerful person) didn’t fit here!
November 4, 2020
Poetry Contest Title: Judged by a Jury of Your Peers Placed 6th
Sponsor: Mark Koplin
My son, I love very much, so strict with me,
No name or photo of my little gem, there be,
My granddaughter, two years, January first,
My pride, my love, heart to burst,
But what I heard made me say hee, hee, hee.
Christmas day we spent with the whole family,
Our bundle of joy dressed so very creatively,
An Elf in red, dressed by her mother,
Dressed in red also was another,
Her little cousin, only a year, looked a honey.
The dogs allowed in enjoying fallen food on the floor,
No begging allowed or out the door,
Her mummy said, Dudley, don’t dare *hit
All happy, laughed at her wit,
And our two-year-old sponge, also laughed galore.
Hearing all and talking well, ready to turn the page,
Giggled and entered the conversation at this stage,
Mummy says Dudley *hits,
We all collapsed into fits
Of laughter, a hilarious outburst at two years of age.
Mother did not say, "Watch out,"
How could she have known way back then
That I was lured down to the dark
And was slayed in the lion's den?
Father would not say, "Watch out,"
He was just too upset to see
It was his brother, my uncle
Who did those bad things to me
Sister could not say, "Watch out,"
There was no reason she should learn
She was much younger than I was
As he was eager with each turn
I then stood up, spoke up, "Watch out,"
With open hands and open eyes
I had to come and save the young
That are caused by the bad guys
spider
climbing up
my bedroom wall
insects, watch out! she'll have
you all
Our home came from an old apple tree,
the storm came and we had to flee.
We still make honey for brie,
all my wonderful siblings and me.
I am the youngest yellow bee,
my family is filled with glee.
Watch out where you are walking big foot,
you will make our home go caput.
as if she knew kids were not around,
she got up the board, without a sound.
statuesque, she surfs with ease,
self-taught hun, she aims to please,
her younger self, would've won a crowd.
14 July 2022
Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Lisa YY
99779 syllable count
Take this warning I’m saying here;
Zombies from low earth will appear
Severing necks, it's time for fear...
Hidden, they’ll plunder from the rear:
No one can run from moon’s frontier
Keep holy balm, oh please adhere--
Tonight, run! They're already near!
Boo Contest sponsored by Alexis Y
10/22/2017