Folks Poems - Poems about Folks

Th th th thats all folks

Even now my memory evokes
"Th th th thats all folks"
Porky pig stuttered this to sign off
Popped out of a drum, not his trough

activity director at an old folks home

pepperishly lively
she brought the party
activity director
better than Vitamin B

Grumpy ones pretended not to like her
But the light in their eyes
unveiled their truth

And they were the eager ones
Watching the doorway on Tuesdays at two o’clock

Abandon All Hope, Folks!

Does anybody think the same as me?
All hope has vanished. Law means nothing now.
Not since George Washington first took the vow
to put the nation, independent, free,
exceptional, above the (here’s the key)
ambition of a single man, the bough
(less myriad off-shootings, I’ll allow),
in spite of all, has flourished on the tree.
Go count contrarians – the total’s none.
Hope’s

That's All Folks

Did you all hear about Elmer Fudd

That Wascally Wabbit drew first blood

Bugs swordplay was as thus

Advance, parry, and thrust

Now Elmer dwells six feet in the mud

colored folks

Crying
Fix the damn house
She done
Paid to me
Ain’t gonna happen
When rent come?
Please don’t drag the pope across the
Carpet irish boy

Nana
He lying

Born military
Gonna die military?
Email a senator
Rejected by electricity
Suffer disgust
While Americans die
In poverty
Free speech from there
Doesn’t eclipse
Guarantee of unapproachable
Red tape

She’s sold
In the molded
Masochists lens
Her told
Isn’t the curious benign
On the frame
Her busty leers
Can she blame
Back inside her encyclopedia

Things I think now that I'm old

The older I get, the more I forget the names of colors.
Would you call this paint amber, burnt ochre, or clay?
Would it were the same with all of my dolors.
But age hasn’t washed any of my dolors away.
I finally saw hills as old as me,
and it was a pitiful sight to see,
with many a crevice

Famous Folks

whatcha do when your mom
has on speed dial a bunch
of famous folks, find
your favorite and text ‘em
funny faces and love
from you to d’em

finding the cookie jar open
gasp, your full name exhaled,
ultimate laughter and forgiveness

Some Folks Have All the Luck

      No one ever recommends beef stew 

        ~ except the waiter serving you

Old Folks at Home

Old couple
sit on heating pads
together

Mr Cat - my first post is giving folks problems, so do not see that one

Mr. Cat sits in his chair
with all that he could need:
a pot of tea and cup nearby
and a little book to read.

But oh! He needs his spectacles.
Too small is his book’s print.
While looking for his spectacles,
he grabs himself a mint.

Ah, now the cat is comfortable.
But the tea’s no longer hot.
“My oh my,” whines Mr. Cat.
“I

WHY SOME FOLKS HATE PEACE

As millions of kind folks claim peace , wicked folks usually refuse.
As they benefit billions dollars from the bloods of millions of folks. 
Word "peace" seems  dengerous bombs to terminate their evil businesses.

Years Flow By

I watch my years flow by
from chair, from sofa, bed.
I watch my life go by.

And life sees me go by -
my folks, my friends, my pals.
How long will this go on?

What do they think of me
as they can see me pass
so swiftly, this way, that?

Little life goes by
from chair, from sofa, bed.
What now is there

Shadow Folks

The shadow folks are not mere men,
They're strangers who hide in the night,
They're men armed to fight,
Fear is their initial weapon.

The shadow folks are the twilight assailants,
They're chauffeured by the night chariots,
They're turbulence patriots,
They're the dark warriors.

My father said they dwell in the myth of the mind,
He said they're injurious to the mirror of the

Kings Fight, Common Folks Face Full Blight

They sure bear battles but no enmities,
At borders build brotherhood’s bonhomie,
Exchange smiles and burry adversity
That may arise from mutual miseries.
The wars are won by kings and their counties,
Soldiers only fight battles and lay life,
Their families suffer deep abject strife,
And forgotten once settles all the crease.

They that build bridges soon are forgotten,
Conquerors cross over, Ravan to

Tea With Some Folks

The wind came, and sat on his chair
As flowers bloomed here and there
We sat with the sun, and had some tea
The wind invited too his wife, the breeze

The trees danced, with the autumn air
As the sun sets, with a yellow glare
The smell of mud, just before the rain
From the clouds, from the skies,
We went away,

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