Once I thought let me
clear the blackboard
and write a kind of word
plea-pla - plu, plea - pla- apluck
gri - gra- grumpiness, agrak
the grandiloquence a de went damn
smilefully bread.
Categories:
grumpiness, inspirational,
Form: Limerick
Grumpy Bird could find new issues daily.
The weather, politics, religion, they were all his fodder.
He could find something to be grouchy about.
Maybe on an hourly basis.
People either gravitated toward him
Or moved to another limb when they saw him fly in.
My cousin loved to sit and listen to his grumpiness.
He is so funny! He said to me, he is a riot!
I was one of those flying to another elm when I saw him land.
Categories:
grumpiness, humor,
Form: Free verse
CHEERS FOR THE JANITOR
I suppose I may be found in cluttered closets
Or in empty rooms after hours I’m prowling
Cleaning up so many unmentionable deposits
That’s partly why they say I’m often scowling
My job is neither management nor education
Just all the manual tasks that others do reject
It’s hardly reflected in my low remuneration
So my grumpiness is not that hard to detect
But truly and in secret, I become superman
I have higher degrees coming out of my ears
A champion in jumping over a lengthy span
But I prefer modesty to all the empty cheers
Now, with no more talents nor skills to hone
I am serene and reflective, satisfied and alone
Categories:
grumpiness, identity, work,
Form: Sonnet
I woke up again too early.
So that may be why I'm so surly.
My nerves just didn't get enough rest.
And now my worst is now my best.
It's funny because I'm not tired.
I guess you'd say that I'm just wired.
But common sense knows otherwise.
My grumpiness, there's no disguise.
My fuse, it get's a little short.
And some might just think I'm that sort.
But if you ask me, I am not.
It's just I've just given all I've got.
So here I sit writing these words.
For all us deprived early birds.
And hoping we can get a nap.
So that our tired minds don't snap.
Categories:
grumpiness, sleep,
Form: Rhyme
Doing Right And Giving Thanks
Written: by Miracle man
July 5, 2021
We invite unnecessary conflict,
when avoiding things we should do.
Pain and suffering we oft inflict,
or we find ourselves in a stew.
Gratitude will always follow,
each time we do the right thing.
In the bed we make, we’ll wallow,
and avoid any grumpiness sting
1 Thessalonians 5: 18
“In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.”
Categories:
grumpiness, blessing, character, god, thanks,
Form: Rhyme
Glitzy gypsy magic, gathering gooseberries, giggling giddily,
Gallon buckets gladly gobbling up gooseberries in grandiose style
Gorgeous ghostly golden goblins, giving the greenlight,
For grandmother garden’s grabbing gooseberry gala.
Galloping green grasshoppers generating groans.
As grimy, grubby, grainy, grasshoppers gleefully land on arms.
Goblins grin at grandchildren’s grumpy, griping and grousing.
Which will stop the second they gulp Grandma’s gooseberry cobbler!
Categories:
grumpiness, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Alliteration
What is with this grumpiness
If you don't put an end to this
Your worlds gonna go crashin' down
Stop and take a look around
At the way you have been acting
Your humanity is lacking
Where is the happy go lucky
Boy I met--and not this crappy
Man I see before my eyes
A bully who's full of lies
I've been patient, kind and sweet
In the middle, tryna meet
You half way, it isn't working
Your mind games are just jerking
Me around--it's getting boring
You better listen to my warning
Stop it now or you will be
Knowing just what misery
I can cause-- it won't be nice
Rewind now or pay the price
The damage I can cause is real
Then you'll know how much I feel
Hurt and angered from your change
Please take a moment-- re-arrange
Yourself back into the boy
I fell in love with, full of joy
Categories:
grumpiness, change, feelings, heartbreak, love,
Form: Rhyme
I am a broken man without a home*,
My teeth don't feel right... and I sometimes shake.
There is a difference, now that you are gone.
Of all these, only pain keeps me awake:
Sunsets, cold breezes, heat, and pain, and time...
Of all of these, just pain keeps me awake!
I have a scurvy mood, and there's no lime...
And I am dumb and blind and full of ache.
...And yet, I dream, and Live and Love to Sing!
I go outside, am struck! I can't stay numb!
I pray like Joy's my only steadfast thing!
I bleed, and hurt, stumble... my Voice goes dumb...
But none of these can equal your sweet Smile!
And so, I'll stop, and SEE it, for a while!
*NOTE: For Honesty's sake: I am not homeless, AF
Categories:
grumpiness, depression, loneliness, longing, loss,
Form: Sonnet
I love your grumpiness
I love your mood swings
I love your stubbornness
I love your voice when you sing
I love the way your silence is killing me
I love the way your rants are giving me chills
I love how you scolded me when you're mad
I love how your face looks like when you're pissed
I love it when you're keeping up with my childishness
I love it when you're clenching your fist out of anger
I love it when you told me about your likes
I love it when you told me about your dislikes
I love it when you told me about your story
I love how you kissed me
I love how you hugged me
I love how you carried me
I love how you caressed me
I love it when you ignore me
I love how it hurts
I love it that I miss you
I love it that I love you
I love you.
Categories:
grumpiness, love,
Form: Free verse
Adjourned
I was up early had a shower and was smelling
like newly opened jar of honey.
Underwear and clean socks a must and I combed
my five strands of delicate hair.
The pacemaker did not work properly, not that
I had noticed as I`m not a marathon runner.
At the hospital, they told me the surgery was
postponed till the end of the month and to
think I had been awake all night worrying about it.
I didn`t throw a tantrum, not a good idea amongst
cardiac patients, my wife did the smiling.
There was shaking of hands with the personal
we had breakfast I glowed over my lack of grumpiness
but I didn`t tell anyone I was secretly glad I do not
like surgeons, they are secret mass murderers whose
kismet stopped them from using an axe.
Categories:
grumpiness, courage, humorous,
Form: Blank verse
Can't believe how many grumpy people
Inhabit Planet Earth today
What's wrong with society, I don't understand
Your face won't crack, what the hey
It's best to smile coz life's really short
Before you know it you're gone
So smile damn it, results will be astounding
Ignore all the crap that's going on
Start a new trend, a whole new movement
Be helpful, be loving, be kind
A peaceful revolution to eliminate grumpiness
Thousands will join you, you'll find
Most people just want a reason to laugh
Start talking like Daffy Duck
Say to hell with society, start acting goofy
You'll find life will no longer suck
Some good advice from the old philosopher
Eliminate the grumpies, olé!
Greet each morning with a great big smile
And you're sure to be happy all day
© Jack Ellison 2013
Categories:
grumpiness, happiness, planet,
Form: Quatrain
A lonely evening it was,
Busy with my own scars
Caring not to admire the stars
Daring not to put an end to my own wars
Endlessly gathering up my courage
Frightened was my frail adage
Grumpiness climbed up to a high stage
How would I ever confess?
I know not how I got in this mess
Jolly, sure, lovely, sure, but this loneliness
Kainotophobia showed up in my cosmos
Love, O Love, suffering, misery in all when you are felt
Mend me, O Time, mend me and send me a smile
Such is what happened when love struck!
Categories:
grumpiness, love,
Form: ABC
I am a farmer of the night, cause I plant the starlight!
I raise the moon from wheat of grains, and wool
the darkened clouds from herds of sheep.
I scare the sun rays down with a hound,
and with a cande light I strive to plant the night.
Yet at a time or two, I can be tired or lazy with grumpiness.
That is when the moon is half in shape and not as bright
or stars are only few without the twinkle delight.
But I am what I am. Which is the farmer of night.
Categories:
grumpiness, nature, moon,
Form: I do not know?