Freshener Poems | Examples

A Good Sense of Humour Blunts The Sharp Blades of Reality

        Good sense of humour :
       I always admire.
       Good Humour is perfect mind - freshener
      with exact effect on Good Listener.
     
     Displaying good humour at right moment
     or an intellectual comment,
     never to lament , 
     but turns gracious, 
     glorious , gorgeous 
      to entertain ,
     simultaneous has great effect
     to soothe pain.

    Blades of reality have sharp notions
    to cut impulsive emotions.
    Precise humour to deliver 
   acts as right pain - remover..

    Good humour to express
     any time, more or less
     in compassionate style 
    will manifest exact profile 
    of the human being 
    to help in real healing.

    Good Humour is perfect mind -freshener
    with exact effect on Good Listener.

how did you get here

How did you get here, little one?
You are such a contrast to these dead leaves and sticks
They are gray, tan, and ugly
You are a misfit in the world of the unseen.

You usually fit onto a rearview mirror of a car.
I cannot see anyone wearing you as an eyepatch
I doubt you fell off someone’s backpack.
Wait a second, here is a thought.

A persnickety camper who attaches an air freshener to his backpack?
I smile at this absurd idea.
Should I leave you here for others to discover?
Or should I pick you up, risking my life, for you might be germy.
Playing it safe, I take a photo and leave her there to delight other writers.

Love Flower

Too many flowers in the garden
I admire all their beauty
But my eyes so choosy
I only pick one
The one flower I picked
I put it in my bosom
So dear that no one could see
Promptly I put it in a vase
Put it in front of my table
So every time that I could see
Secondly, this flower I choose
Suit the scent in my smell
I got air freshener all day
That pampered my mood
Every morning is a routine
To pick this flower for me
It's my love that I do this everyday.

Grandma's Vase

Grandma’s Vase

I remember the old yellow vase
that grandma kept on the kitchen table
she filled it each day with flowers she cut
from the beds in the backyard garden

in spring it held purple hyacinths
Filling the house with their sweet perfume
She called them nature’s air freshener
Their sweet scent would linger for days

Summer brought the exquisite roses
with delicate petals of velvet red
the queens of the garden grandma called them
reigning over their garden realm

Autumn supplied cheerful marigolds
in brilliant shades of yellows and orange
The clowns of the garden she would announce
Bringing cheer to the drabness of fall

The holly berry and evergreen
her favorites to fill the old vase
were reminders to her Christmas was near
The most wonderful time of the year

I have grandma's old yellow vase now
 And I fill each day with fresh flowers
It sits in the center of my kitchen table
A sweet reminder of my grandma

Multiple Kitty Care

Caring for multiple kitties,
requires a lot of air freshener Febreze,
in amounts dropped like those fire fighting flying machines.

Fiction Freshener

Fecund flight of fancy flowers my mind 
Fantasies swarm 
I forget 
Myself 
Feel
Free
In books 
Fall for fun 
True love lives on
Finest fictions of fearless men find me


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Impeach

Merry Impeachness

Justice delayed however symbolic
the orangutan finally won his award
for corruption and dereliction of duties
the constitution used to apply to all

IMPEACH
the orange leach
Lucifer has more morality
Peeing hookers to that will clarify

Concentration camps built
doctors denied free treatment of children
separated from mothers
Anne frank turns over in her grave

Title of Nobility
emoluments and fraud
foreign powers now own
the ivory tower

His followers
mow over Mexicans
ah but that's not hate
ignorance owns no book

Goebbels wrote fine prose
propaganda of the rose
sweet words hide not the smell
of bigots in their swamp of animosity

Defending the lady of liberty
is a kindness
defending the abused and weak
is a kindness

Hate wrapped in air freshener
an old German trick
calling men of justice, haters
most have seen this movie flick

Motionless

Motionless

It looked such a sorry sight
Standing in the shed
Covered in rust and dust
With just a trace of red

A vibrant red with a flash of black
Across the outside door
No sign of this embellishment
As the car sinks into the floor of the shed

A car that has lost its glory
Stands motionless and dead
This old car was my pride and joy
Many moons ago

It's going to be a wrench
To see this vehicle go
Even though the seats are worn
As are the tyres, gears and brakes

When the engine is turned on
A dreadful noise it makes
Smoke billows everywhere
The muffler has snuffed it

Mice have made their home in there
Which they must soon all exit
Broken windscreen, windows scratched
Doors all buckled and dented

Tattered stickers on the car
Air freshener that once was scented
I suppose it's true or so it's said
Everything has its day

This was my thinking
As the car was towed away
To the wreckers. a graveyard for most
One wonders if those worn-out cars
Become angels or ghosts

Mi Bano Bonita

It’s wonderful to look upon me,
exactly at the moment of my entry.
Stepping into the light to decide my fate _
Thinking of which bold move do I make.

Hmmm, Shall washing my face be of my first choice;
Then brush and gargle to freshen my breath and voice.

Or need I seat upon the fair thinking chair?
Cleanse the body spray freshener into the air.
Be mindful of the plight of the toilet brush.
Periodically reaching back to courtesy flush.

I could partake of that appealing waterfall.
With the adjustable faucet for short or tall.

Yawning loudly and extending my arms, yet not touch the shower tree.
No, it can’t be climbed, it’s just something to look at, something to see.

Mi Ban~o is designed not with a standard matching set.
Only of random bits and pieces of the best, we could get.
Twirling in the opened space atop my throw rug.
Appreciatively loving life_ arms folded in a hug.

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Silver Fox Soap Box

Fly by night
Never wrong 
Long in the tooth
To whom no 1 listens

You talk through your **** 
And what is worse 
Your breath stinks

More than your words 
Breath freshener anyone 
He has begun 
Oh joy what fun
Don't but in
His sermon has started
Standing proud on Soap Box
They call him the Silver Fox

A Funny Thing Happened On the Way To the Job Interview

I hurried to a nearby town
to give an interview.
I knew this perfect job would help
me start my life anew.

I took the elevator and
pushed button number eight.
The car lurched; then it wouldn’t budge.
I cried, “Oh, I’ll be late!”

One shrieking nut, two clueless girls
who texted or played rap,
one man with body odor, and
two grouches shared the trap.

I wished I had air freshener,
handcuffs, nerve pills, earplugs,
and a repairman. Soon he came.
Relieved, I gave him hugs!

     ************* 
		
To get to my new job, I take
the stairs; this choice seems wise,
because they never fail. Also,
I need the exercise.


Date Posted: August 13, 2017


June 25, 2018, entered in Robert Haigh's contest

We All Get Bored--Especially If We

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...Actually polish with a furniture polish...
Not use it as an air freshener.
...Notice the surrounding wildlife...
Pick any room of your house.
...Finally do laundry...
And separate the colors.
...Strike up a conversation...
With that wrong number.
...Assign page numbers...
To the Internet.
...Watch a special on Hawking theories...
Then call the BBC to argue a point.
...Write a nonsensical toss-off...
Next day, it still makes sense.

You're absolutely Human...


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Easy Elimination of Stupid People Part Three

Easy Elimination of Stupid People Part Three

By Elton Camp

Warnings show how stupid folks can be
As promised, here you have part three
Hershey’s Almond Bar wants you to face:
“Warning, of nuts this may have a trace”

A can of air freshener does tell:
“For use only by trained personnel”
A rat poison is trying to be nice:
“Has caused cancer in lab mice”

In case it is bought by dumb lug:
“Don’t use Silly Putty as ear plug”
Found on a can of deodorant spray:
“Do not use intimately,” it does say

On cough medicine for a kid:
“Don’t drive a car,” it does bid
Found on a package of dice:
“Human consumption isn’t nice”

On a shipment of hammers hollowed:
“May be harmful if swallowed”
On a gun barrel so there’s no excuse:
“Injury or death may come from misuse”

A thermometer makes it exceedingly clear:
After rectal use, to mouth don’t come near”
Fruit Roll-Up warning can’t be beat:
“Remove the plastic before you eat”

On a toilet brush this is seen:
“Do not use for personal hygiene”
Although paraphrased just a bit
Producers, these warnings see fit

A Deadly Weapon

Sometimes I fart like an AK-47
People run for cover in fear
With panic on their distorted faces
They can tell my end is near

Not from a fear of death they run
It's the indescribable odour
Something must have died in there
Smells like a backend loader

No need to fret no need to worry
An air freshener should do the trick
If that doesn't work maybe try
Burning some incense sticks

Bottom line is, it's all about bottoms
And mine's the one in question
The AK-47 thing is meant to alleviate
Unwanted traffic congestion!

© Jack Ellison 2012

My Quiet Place, the Woods

prose and poem

Sitting quietly on a rock along my neighbor's forest trail, I studied countless creatures darting about.  Were they aware of my presence?   I listened to primitive sounds, clear messages I did not understand.  What interdependence among plants and animals, I marveled at purpose  evident but unseen.  I sniffed the woodsy perfume of some wildflower and walking on down the path breathed the pine needles which strangely reminded me of air-freshener.  As I returned to my home, I crossed the creek clogged with trash, a rusting tricycle, bottles, cardboard boxes ... slowing the flow of water, damming the natural course of the stream.  My eyes greeted the comforts of home although the rows of houses blocked the view of the skyline and of course, trees were all but gone. Glad for the relief of a clean, private bathroom but inspired by nature, I went back and cleared the creek.

Sitting all alone in the woods, 
pondering who God is?
Evidence of splendor confirms 
all Creation is His.

Winding my way back to shelter 
earth's praise quickly ended.
Man's disregard plainly in view -
heav'n is far more splendid.

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