Laughing(A) Poems - Poems about Laughing(A)

...KEY: A: An American Man B: A British Man *It be a late evening in a semi-lively lightly plastered crowded pub near Bavarian Village in Hyde Park, London, England, UK. ......Read the rest...

...He who laughs at others misfortune Must really be crying inside And he who selflessly helps others Must have a heart that's ten feet wide......Read the rest...

...stream of consciousness  A laughing clown filled the heavenly screen full of malic, behind him, men were eating children Wine and blood ran down their chests  they had the time of their life ......Read the rest...

...grandpa was excited about his new toy he brought us to his den, he was bursting with joy what is it? We asked him, for none of us knew he laughed until he was crying, but he was not blue do you......Read the rest...

... It’s barbaric thorns rip and shred Screaming without a whisper Every lead meanders to a frayed not Scratching and scraping the numb Drowning on the air Kneeling as it command me to stand S......Read the rest...

... On the edge of the leaf, spinning, Out of control, glistening Slowly dancing – a waltzlike trembling, glad to see the hesitation of colors, graceful as sun’s reflection on the waters, lakes ......Read the rest...

... It’s getting late and I can’t wait to sleep. Insomnia always has hold of me at bedtime. Tonight I feel hopeful of a visit from the sandman! My adult son and his buddies are drinking and playing......Read the rest...

...Taped to the door’s plexiglass pane, a portrait Of a Savior with ardent heart burning Sunlight invades with the turning of hinges Untethering the hospitality of Tony, the lone waiter His Brazilia......Read the rest...

... Most times when we walk early on the beach it’s just Deborah and me. but the other morning we happened to walk past two old men fishing by the sea. We quickly exchanged greetings then quietly l......Read the rest...

...How did I get this bad? That's all that runs through my mind as a blade comes in contact with my skin. All my happy childhood memories cross my mind as shameful tears pour down my face like a water......Read the rest...

... Kayla, our neighbor, called to say she and her two little ones were going to pick blueberries and would we like to pick too… Which is how we found ourselves that morning among the berries painte......Read the rest...

...My solitude weaves the paths of the night that unfolds beneath my footsteps, And when my eyelashes fall heavy - a puppetry of worlds dims in their blindness. In the frown of my eyebrows, The Moon ......Read the rest...

...There must be always Room for wild and free humor Laughing at ourselves... We do cry enough Trying to better ourselves In this journeying Living together This magnificent planet Manifesti......Read the rest...

...(To be sung to the tune of "Cruella DeVil from Disney's 101 Dalmations) Dadella DeVil, Dadella DeVil If he don't make you laugh, no funny thing will I think of him, and now I'm laughing still D......Read the rest...

...23 April 2024 8:57 PM Suffer the little children to come unto me Today was a passover Yeshua would have made a top memory A great log house alive with goats and fowl Two little dogs playi......Read the rest...