Guffawing Poems | Examples

The Drunken Clown

On the day of your party 
Please be sure to invite
The Drunken Clown.

He offers steady humor 
At a pace everyone can measure.
His drinks, give love and laughter ,
his expressions: love and empathy. 

In a graded lawn he falls and tumbles,
His eyes red and bleeding,
Look to him to point and laugh.

Our drunken clown gets his payment 
In full, pursuing the right wingers, 
And guffawing with the left.
His sincerity bobbles in an ocean of booze.

Cheers and Slaintè to our drunken clown. 
Salud, and Prost!
To our home
And I sleep the sleep
Of a thousand filtered souls,
In ungracious betterment,
And a hope to die by my own hand.

Vicious visions of a youth undocumented, 
And a prayer I never have the balls to do it.

Barmaid

She threads through a crush of guffawing shoulders
swoops on empties.
We sense the alluring fiction of a nylon friction,
a diction of sexual parlance dipped in moist labor.
We breathe in the unsanitary flirtations of passing thighs,
ponder the lips-speak of cherry red suggestiveness.
Winks and smiles - eyes watch her sashay away
carrying a silver tray 
with the crumpled green tokens of a trivial love.

Mirth

Laughter soothes the soul
Giggling makes my day,
Chortles will improve
My mood, so they say,
Smiles are so groovy!

Silliness beams
Grin big, my friends
Chuckling at memes
Snickering trends

Guffawing
Gleefully
Mimicking

Joking
Funny

MIRTH 

THIRD PLACE WINNER
written June 7, 2022
submitted to "Diminished Hexaverse - Your Choice" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Caren Krutsinger

One Sunny Smiley

……………….OH! My, my - :)
……...…Here’s One Sunny Smiley-
…….In these times as we need to be 
….How can you be grim intense grumpy
.I mean look at any grinning monkey Oops-
In good spirit; I do not mean to be offending
In this era, humans express themselves happy
Cheers!   You’re on screen:     Spread happiness
It’s your digital responsibility: Thy social footprint
Spread Light n Joy; You just returned from dentist
Buddha smiled; at least once; Jesus was dead pan!
Sorry about Jesus, but Barabbas wears- A big smile
I checked Wiki, there is  A  portrait-      Of Barabbas
Seems as the photo was taken with      A selfie stick
Shankara-CharyA; ever placid None     saw him grin
Ok Gandhi:    Was caught guffawing;    How about-
Mozart, Plato,     Aristotle,Van Gogh;    Stoic looks
Didn’t they smile?      Do you notice    OurTagore
And that weirdo Einstein:  so unfit   so unsocial 
.These guys had no idea of upcoming future
…Silly. They just did not know how to selfie.
...There is a surprise hidden in this write;
…..In this Concrete Poetry paragraph;
…….If you notice A Sunny Smile;
….…Click the share button
…….and Smile.

My Inner Child

My inner child I oftentimes let show.
“She” likes me using spontaneity.
When my inhibitions I let go,
a litte bit audacious I can be.

In ESL, I act out words with ease.
My inner child I oftentimes let show.
In front of students, on my hands and knees
I’ve demonstrated push-ups from high to low!

At sixty-six on water slides I’ll go.
My grandkids were surprised when I did zip line.
My inner child I oftentimes let show.
The rides at carnivals I fine divine!

Giggling or guffawing, I love to laugh.
Short skirts I'll wear, and long my hair does grow.
I don’t even mind if I make a gaffe.
My inner child I oftentimes let show.

Sept. 4, 2021
For Chantelle Anne Cooke's Your Inner Child Poetry Contest

The Laugh of Your Smile

Every time i attempt 
 forget you ,
the laugh of your smile,
 guffawing and sounding
  on my walls mocks me,
as if I were 
the jester
the fool of life
and the circus clown... !

Dancing Girls

Party seemed dull 
Music was boring
Nothing was happening
I was new to this group 
I did not know what to expect
I heard someone say “wait until Carrie and Selena get here!
I asked who they were.
“you’ll see,” everyone told me.  
An attractive couple of young women came in.
“is that?” No they kept saying over and over.
Carrie and Selena finally arrived.
They are the best! just wait!
I expected dancing elephants, and a six ring circus.
They were simple every day ordinary women
Until they began telling their tales.
They had all of us laughing and guffawing.
I never get tired of their stories.  
I could barely wait until their next party.  
Two women in their nineties turned the whole party around.  
I have to go.  They are now dancing on the kitchen counters

Laugh Now, Cry Later

laugh 
                     comical, hysteric 
          guffawing, chuckling, snickering 
cheerfulness, amusement, squeal, caterwaul,
          grieving, whimpering, sniveling,
                   upset, lachrymose,
                              cry


Date created: 06/13/2021

Fuzzy Socks and Crocs: Hideous

Sand flows much too quickly in that goldarn hour glass
I'm no spring chicken, but I'll have to take a pass
If a guy thinks he rocks
Wearing fuzzy socks and crocs
That nerdy look is just too dorky for this lass

I've had lots of men flirt with me throughout the years
But one dressed like that and I'd be laughing with tears
He'd make an impression
And from my expression
He'd be very embarrassed by guffawing jeers

There's a rumor about Batman going around
When he saw Robin wearing socks and crocs in town
He swatted him with a "ZONK!"
"Why are ya dressed like a punk?"
"Take those hideous things off or you're going down!!"

I've always admired a man who has self respect
One who dresses with class and style, I'd not reject
I'd call him a silver fox
In well-shined shoes, he walks
But in fuzzy socks and crocs, he'd look train wrecked!

Guys, if you want a lady's  provocative glance
Invite her to dinner and then share a slow dance 
But remember that your shoes
Will give her the helpful clues
She requires to let your flirting lead to romance


June 10th, 2021
Fuzzy Socks and Crocs Contest
Sponsored by: Francine Roberts
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Cleaning

There was a little girl I knew
Whose smile so brightly grew

She listened to her Mom and Dad
Was always good and never bad

Once, she cleaned the oven interior
But, soon was feeling quite inferior

Her scrubbing and rubbing concluded
With her so sure she had been deluded

Nothing she did made the oven clean
Bringing its heart to such a great sheen

Finally, she asked her Mom for advice
Sure she’d take it no matter the price

Mom said, “Put some elbow grease in it”
So off she went to find the grime grit

It was only moments before she discovered
Her parents guffawing until they’d recovered











 Make Me Laugh with Some Humor - Any Form - New Poems Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin 
November 23, 2020


This story happened back in the 70’s before there was any knowledge of a product called Elbow Grease

Bunny Rabbits

Giggling chuckling and guffawing
Like a bunny start each day hopping
Watch for hunters
They'll give you ulcers
It's the only way to start your day

Goosebumps Verify Aliens Are Real

They are all laughing and guffawing.
But they do not read the books I do.
And they do not have my heartfelt messages.
The ones that are so absolute
That I know what I know without knowing how
Yet I do know.  Verification comes in goosebumps.
It is an inner knowing none of them have.
I do not tell them either
For it is something else they would laugh about.

What is going on? I ask them.
John thinks aliens are real, Tim says.
They explode into enormous carnival rides of laughter.
John gets mad and huffs off.  I follow him.
Come on back! Someone yells. I ignore this.
I think we do have aliens I tell him. He says “yeah, right.”
Don’t bother, an inner voice says, but I ignore it.
I have thought it for a long time, I say.
He says something means and shoves off.

An inner voice says “told you.” 
Yes, I knew better. 
I had been trying to get someone to listen for the past ten years.
It is an inner knowing that aliens do exist.
My neck saturates itself with goosebumps
Verifying that aliens do exist.
That is how I know.

Just High

I
long for
the days of
my teenage years.
Me, Debbie, Nancy,
and my best friend Shellie
and those slumber parties when
we did everything BUT slumber!
Laughing, snacking, playing our records,
and talking - always talking about guys!
We were not wild girls who drank or did pot,
and I don't recall who thought of it,
but one night, very late, we staggered -
arm in arm - down streets, loudly
pretending to be drunk
while slurring our speech
and guffawing!
Four friends JUST
HIGH on
YOUTH!

Feb. 7, 2017 for Frank Herrera's  LETTING YOUR HAIR DOWN Contest

Mad

??The voices in the woods are trinkling into the crevices of My heel
I hear them talking in the force of my steps
They whisper my feet to scathe the faddens of death's conquest
Wherever my sole treads 

I walk and walk and walk

And I tripped your innocence 
And I danced naked round it for the voices were mad at my feet
They giggled as i pulled towards your mess my love
guffawing like ecstatic hyenas until your spirits were emptied in a pool of bright scarlet

But I walked 
and walked 
and walked 
And walked
And walked 
and walked
And walked
And they whispered until death left a Fadden of its conquest of me

Jack and John To the Tune of Jack and Jill- a Cheeky 101

Jack and John
went up the hill
to make us all a'giggle
They won't calm down
and when they clown
Our bellies are a'jiggle

A lim-er-ick
will do the trick
to get us all a'laughing
they write so well
each rhyme...a spell
That gets us all guffawing

They write of "wind",
they write of poop,
Each one a silly ditty
but here's the deal
These two are real
Their writes are really witty

Now Jack and John
just banter on
and comment to each other
They like to please
Oh, how they tease
As "funnies" they uncover!!

~~~~~~The END!!!!~~~~~

For Casarah Nance's 101 contest
September 9, 2015
Yes....The END is part of the word count! ;)

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