No Idea Poems

The Candle Had No idea of her Allure

Dear Future Generations,

The candle did not know whether to snuff herself out
Or begin dancing around the cemetery and give a shout
She knew she was not going to join her cousin, on walk-about
But other than that, she had a vague sense of doubt

Who do you think you are? Asked the snippy porcupine.
He was still pouting when

No Idea Why

I have no idea why I am not a man
I have always wanted to be one
The boys could yell out answers in class
I got slammed to the floor for yelling them out

I despise things women are supposed to like.
Cleaning, cooking, dusting, moping, vacuuming
I will not do them; they are redundant and boring
I have no idea

Poem with No Idea

I had an idea for a poem
You must trust me - it was great.
I would love to share it with you,
But it left on an outbound freight.

Hate titles sorry no idea what i shall write here

I stepped on poop the day before.
The ends of my baggy jeans were full of it.
,,mhmmm, not tasty", I say to my rommate.
This thing ruined my entire day.
So when my dog pooped the other day, 
I brought a bag and brought it away.
Do I want people to step on it? Not really.

kitty has no idea

Snail travels to Japan in the fanciest way
We see him traveling, he’s cutesy today
He is wearing a camera around his neck.
He stops to give the emperor a genuflect.

His hat is from Australia, his eyeglasses from the wild.
He scoots around old men, he picks up a lady bug child.
We flowers surround him, admiring his ensemble of

having no idea

she likes the solitude of her morning walk
loving the striped skies of the gorgeous horizon
having no idea she is being stalked
or that this is her last day

No Idea

He thought
He knew her,
In hindsight,
He really
Had no idea.

No Idea I Am a Dragon

Man of la Mancha
Has no idea I am a dragon
He thinks I am a dog
With a tail that is a’wagg’n.

His sidekick Panza knows
But does not give it away.
I love spending time with them.
They know how to laugh and play.

Had No Idea She Could Look Girly

Lilian invited us to her recital
she was a quintessential tomboy
We could not imagine her in a skirt
Or as a dancer

We attended anyway, for she was our friend.
We had always seen her in bulky sweats.
We had no idea she was light on her feet
or that she could look girly.

The prima donna was a whirlwind of activity
she

She Had No Idea How Sultry She Was

She had no idea how sultry she was
Thinking as a mother of two, she was average
She was a rare beauty, inside and out.
Her skin was almost as soft as their baby’s skin.

Her husband could barely look away.
She was his undoing, his princess, his goddess.
How had he ever landed a woman like this?
She gave him a

I Have No Idea I Lied To My Chicks

Camouflage me quickly the fowl yelled as he landed.
Did not know who he was, but we ran out with paints - blue and red.
Can we colorize your feathers asked our leader, Mrs. Banded.
Do what you must to keep me away from the broiler, he said.
What are you talking about? Asked our naïve chicks of yellow.
With

You Have No Idea

is it misguided pride 
when in every way
I want you
to take me
possess me
claim what is yours

all the while refusing
to hand myself over
like some cheap prize
at a country fair

everybody plays a game
abiding by the rules
concocted in their head

when do we realize
that some games
have no winners



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Posted on April 18, 2022

She Has No Idea I Am a Liberal Hippie

She gives me her ideas, none of them mine.
I nod my head, but my soul is dancing in time.
The hippie wagon is coming for me today.
With a smile and a wave I yell hip hip hooray!

She is a member of a political party I abhor.
But this does not keep her away from my door.
She hates

No Idea

did the floor
had supper
also...tested some oldt candle lamps

andt....now
fueling thoughts on
tme

and...ancient greek ideas
that in some ways
were about 'being'

as a geometry
of times leftovers
'manifesting'...as environ andt us


stans sand

They Have No Idea of Me

Ballerina envy in a rhino’s body
I toast one high, drinking up my toddy.
Others probably think I was always old like this.
I give them a wink and blow them a kiss.

They are horrified, seeing an old crone sitting here.
Having no idea that I was once young, sexy and dear.
I smack my lips and make loud sounds

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