Idioms Poems - Poems about Idioms

“A No Brainer” If balancing a checkbook is a no brainer, why can’t I do it “Hit below the belt” As a guy I don’t even want to go there “I’m all ears” No wonder I can’t smell or see “Play it by ear” No wonder I cant play banjo, I’ve been using my fingers “Think outside the box” I tried that once and...

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More Texas Idioms Miracle Man November 9, 2023 Often my neighbor needs a little reproving, “He’s always lying if his lips are moving”. When he gives me news I consider the source, this guy is “windier than a corn fed horse” He doesn’t always like what I have to say and quickly replies ”every dog has his day.” Sometimes what I say induces his...

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The Real Truth With Texas Idioms Miracle Man October 22, 2023 Saturday nights in Haskell was always a battle, some thought Ruff might be “all hat and no Cattle”. He oft searched for Jack to settle some long ago spat, Ruff was bigger “than a boarding house cat”. Tom you ask, once more, how big was the other? “so big he looked like he...

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Texas Idioms Miracle Man 8/9/2023 I once had a friend who saw opportunities dwindling, he was always, “burning his green wood for kindling.” My polite way of saying that he wasted his time, he couldn’t “buy a flea a coat if it just cost a dime.” He was “dumber than dirt with a head like a log,” When sober he was “handier than...

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I would love to speak all languages except the one of the vipers...!...

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We looked at the world through rose-colored glasses, sped through the night under blue moons, parked in cars and gave boys the green light. Explored gray areas, dreamed of golden boys, painted the town red and got caught red-handed. We saw adult freedoms and were green with envy, we experienced blackouts (I’m talkin’ to you 151 rum), swam in black water...

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“I suggest we break the ice”, the interloper said. I began chopping with a snow axe, and she laughed. You must have been born with a silver spoon, she threw out. I threw the snow axe at her; irritated she had called it a spoon. She ducked, as cool as a cucumber. I was irritated now. “I’ve got your number,” she...

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“O’ Shepherd, a penny for your thoughts, What a handsome couplet we would make! Let’s seize the day and let’s make hay” “Madam, have we metaphor? Get thee to a nunnery * For I am betrothed to a maid most true, Who goes by the name of Villanelle” “You mean the maid who lives down by the stream, “About a meter or so...

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The access to our dwelling cascade Love and... leftovers of a ray of light and blackness... dubious sentiment evermore toward and aside from each other... a double face within a frolic in fearless truths hatched from the cust of the heart foreseen Written: September 30, 2022...

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Common Wisdom is not really either. For example .. 1. Let the past bury the past Can not be done that way. Use funeral parlors, or celebrate a dead person's with memorial When Jesus said similar words, "it was to rebuke a procrastinator, "Let the dead bury the dead." The living dead make much of human traditions including ceremonial...

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Good morning, folks, welcome to my show. Come rain or shine, I’ll tell you what you need to know. Up north it’s raining cats and dogs; even farther up toward the border there’s brewing a storm in a teacup. But it will be lightening fast, yes, just a tease. And after it has passed, everything will be a breeze. In the...

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When the world was youthful spiderwebs sang as they were spun. Language was woven in the air as accents of winds and trees Untrammeled meadows annunciated upon the lips of dens and burrows. Fresh bathed daisies signed a speech as they swayed, buttercups birthed calligraphy’s of sunlight. Words were idioms painted upon the melodious leafage of the up-risen and rising. Then that shaggy brat the primordial ape-man grunted...

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Here’s idiomatic lines for nine. Why does a stitch in time just save nine? Why’s possession nine points of the law? Indeed, why did the cat have nine tails? Perhaps it’s because it had nine lives? Why would someone go the whole nine yards? Should cats and dogs be cats and canines? Is this poem a nine days’ wonder? If not, then I...

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Many people like poems written with ordinary words. Some that jestfully tell about life in ordinary ways, even though life is far from ordinary, They want poems that lighten their days. Enough with the highfalutin language, they say. Start writing words common folks understand. Bring back the use of everyday words. Oh, you want idioms (words that are canned). I love the...

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Britches' Idioms Composed: by Miracle Man 1/27/2021 “Britches” is now just a has been, an “ol’ used to be,” though “he’s loaded for bear” he remains carefree. He’s faster than “a chicken on a Cheeto” at finger lickin, life is tough, but “like a dead horse, he ain’t kickin.” Once “tough as whet leather” he’s now top drawer, but still tells “how...

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