Follies Poems - Poems about Follies

How can I mingle with the poor, I’m a millionaire, My intellect superior, And the masses inferior. I am a street sweeper, my name is Jane, Passers by think I’m insane, I am the sole earner in a family of five. I have been voted in as a president, Those idiots out there, who stand for hours, Just to wave to me in...

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What do I see when I look into the persistence of memories? Does it carry the same effect if my eyes were microwaved? Would the clocks be suddenly corrected Or shall they be straighter than the vision of Dali's Melting in the feelings of the sunlight should they be saved? Mine are are mine, though no matter how they're erected Give...

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There was an instant silence A blanket of shush floated over the court Scottish cats are here! This whisper surrounded us I looked toward the door A jaunty cat with attitude sauntered through it Before he was announced As if he owned Spain, England and Scottland He gave me a nod as he approached the king The king looked displeased I wondered what it was...

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12/2/2023 Oh, the excruciating job of finding a comfortable pair of shoes! And why do we fall asleep so darn early at night? Driving after sundown is a fright! Hey, gravity, stop pulling on my face! There's a younger man I wish to date! Desiring to dance like a sexy Sambista, but...

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Used to act this one out in grade school.would run my hands down face as flowing tears as I recited.Always well received ok here it goes.... Birdie ,Birdie, in the sky Why you poo poo in my eye ...

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My chicken has been flickin' Her feathers in the hay The cattle waged a battle In their field the other day A turkey feeling perky Jumped up and ran away Feeling daft, I laughed and laughed, That's all I've got to say....

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Small little Halle, Molly, and Dolly full of mischief, puppy collies; climbing over each other in their folly. Snarling and growling, around in the yard, while Reilly the Saint Bernard stands guard. Reilly rolls onto its back, as they come hard climbing all over, nipping and licking volley. 4/9/2021...

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Porky Pig plastic bank, streaked with tears Offered at my parent's bedside as they quarrel over money scarce like the scent of angels Bickering exhaustion that steals the dark's stillness. ______________________________ 7am Saturday morning...

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Bugs whispered to Marvin in the pale moonlight we can overtake this election with a strategic Martian fight Marvin’s helmet fluttered as he muttered, Bugs, we could be the common denominator Bugs Bunny uttered his plan to Marvin the Martian with Porky Pig as the new moderator We could rattle their brains after Porky is trained and leaved them...

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It's Saturday morning and still dark as night My pursuit continues in the pale moonlight I’ve baited my hook and I’ve cast just right I eagerly await in the glow of dawn's light I've been noticed by a few but not seen by all A few ducks arrive, giving their migratory call A sneaky little muskrat comes swimming right in He's...

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The mask as a disguise, to amuse to terrify to dodge From the beginning of time in rituals and ceremonies Intimidating, punishing, shaming, exorcising, protecting From disease with pointed beak in an aromatic camouflage Time does not alter man’s rituals of compulsive assimilation The fascination angst and agitation of the unsolved mystery Relentless since time began knowledge...

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Soup Mail Follies Never use it to destroy a poet. Because it's the sender who gets joy from pain in doing so. Our world has enough problems in it, no? Why crush a poet's soul? There's something aberrant in it. Pray for the sender.  Delete the email. Above all, do forgive! Pick up your shining pen. And I say, in God's name.. Begin a new poem right then. Love~...

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1) compassion a walk a phase past a parapet to trust a bridge to serve in an evening of gladness gliding ...

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Beware of Satan, for He's a cunning trickster, well-versed in tactics of deceit. But alas, these words fall upon deaf ears; sin's addiction isn't easy to defeat. Blind to the truth, some cannot see its light, and thus, are lost to the dark forever. Impressed by their image in the mirror, they consider themselves learned and clever. The games continue; meanwhile, Satan smiles with...

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natures jollies we see human follies donkey raced down to the lea happy, happy, like a bee racing for his flower a mare feeling his sour he was the collector of her nectar he wanted some now now, now,now of her, to sow sow, sow, sow he had needs he had greed he had neglect for her respect wielding his hoofs as she stood aloof she wasn't game for his shame she fought...

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