Laughing Poems - Poems about Laughing

Improv is an unscripted comedy form. Starting with an idea for a sketch, actors interact with each other, making up things as they go. As one person responds to another, “No, but…” squashes spontaneity, while “Yes, and…” builds the banter, propelling witty action forward. Quick and clever dialogue promises even more to come. Then, after finding an apt ending, a brand-new sketch can begin. Our lives are...

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he covers up the pain of his upbringing with comedy making people laugh gives him purpose the louder they laugh, the more he performs He is a monster, an alien, a dog and pony show He is a trickster, a jokester, a jester, But wait….. There is a side the people never see Because he is a trickster his feelings are his own he...

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They say the willow weeps for me They play the willow song What if the willow laughs and we Perceive its rustle wrong The willow dies of laughter though We still believe it weeps I’ve seen two seagulls flying low Beneath the willow’s sleeves One of the seagulls turned its head Another seagull grinned The leaves were falling on my bed Spinning in the...

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She dropped a white Corelle ware dish tiny slivers and bits flew all over the kitchen her husband did not make one sound He understood to keep mum She gave her old man a sharp look Was he going to say something? He had warned her not to put that dish on top of the refrigerator. Was he going to say “I...

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Roadwork noises by my window Fertilize with stones my thoughts I got used to live in limbo In the realm of bookish gods So I’m punished with the sounds And delighted when it’s quiet They are setting the new grounds About which I’m unreliant And I dash into the river Of the constant change but no It’s the same, cause I’m...

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The summer breeze lapped at my hair Firmly yet gently lifting each strand The warm caress of the sun Brought happiness to my weeping skin My lips parted as laughter Freely trickled down my chin My eyes lit a beaming path for my feet As I began my evening walk Abruptly I tripped and fell Soberly I looked around For the object of my humility And...

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After a bubble bath last night I left the water running ‘O, Soapy Mio!’ Heaven help me...

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The moon unquestioned has no answers Between light’s reflection the coming dawn One promise chosen to fill the darkness One promise chosen to calm the storm As planets rally the moon abandoned The time for reason has come and gone They spin their orbits and claim reentry New eyes upon them new axis spawned Rotating freely in pinball madness Colliding passions of night’s retreat A new moon laughing the death of order A new moon waiting —...

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The Spirit-Life is a calm, trusting in Jesus Not one thought of negativity in us Pouring forth a Love-Power and blessing, Not allowing any Selfishness, messing!...

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The sea laughs, its waves arise, A timeless dance beneath vast skies. Drifting freely, living today, The tides erase what words convey. Heaven laughs at our fleeting fight, Who will fall, and who takes flight? Ups and downs like the ocean’s roar, High peaks crumble, low tides restore. Why fret for victory, or weep for loss? Life flows on, no need to pause. The rivers...

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It’s a funny thing, life Like the tightrope we balance on, the maze we forage, Poised and sharp like an edge of a knife We scramble to keep up with life. A puzzle we solve with struggle and strife, Chasing the future, we hope to survive. It’s a funny thing, family We share our blood,...

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I didn't really laugh I could have, though. At who? At myself? At her? At the irony of it all? She always left an imprint on me. Always gave me a new way of thinking And left afterward. I didn't even think about it Until I looked for a song I saw her play On a game Ironic, I guess She gave me this good song, not even on...

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Kamala Harris, with laughter bright Echoes through the house of white Yet critics murmur, where's the deed In jest, they claim, she plants no seed A hysterical hyena's chuckle fills the air While dreams of action dwindle bare © daniel miltz...

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You are the only one who is laughing. You are trying to put me in the Position, the same as 3months..or was it *yesterday* ago? But today it happend too. Today ago? Where I fell red and felt bad. You were still able to do that, I stumbled at the desk. Still I chose to walk, to give and present. Even...

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Why are you laughing at me can you tell me why Why are you laughing at me do you want to see me cry. Why are you laughing at me and talking behind my back Why are you laughing at me is it because of courage that I lack. Why are you laughing at me to make...

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