Oohed Poems | Examples

BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY'S

BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY'S*
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While nibbling on French croissant so fine,
Audrey sipped coffee, feeling divine.
     She struck a pose, twitched her chin,
     The staff oohed, awed, gave a grin,
At bunny who dined with glamor and shine!

“Oh, daaaarlings,” she said with a flair,
“I’ll nibble on pink pearls, I swear!”
     “I’m Holly Golightly,”   
      She said most contritely. 
This dazzling bunny made Tiffany's rare!”

*"Breakfast at Tiffany's" is a 1961 romantic comedy film directed by Blake Edwards, starring Audrey Hepburn as Holly Golightly, a quirky socialite in New York City. The film is based on Truman Capote's novella and explores themes of love and identity. (Source: Wikipedia)

An Old Decrepit Car

“A beautiful car is something to be adored and if possible, restored in later years
to its former beauty. Some of your best memories it keeps.” by poet

There is a very old decrepit car.
She was my father’s “baby” long ago.
Named Jaguar D – like a Superstar -
she cruised downtown with a polished glow.
The young kids oohed and ahhed when she went by.
Unwanted now – she sits in Grandpa’s field
like a pet (once adored) left out to die.
She’s rusted and busted; her window shield
is shattered, and I bet bees made a hive
inside her engine, for her hood is raised.
Why couldn't she have been restored to thrive
and as an antique, she could have been praised.
Out to pasture is her degradation;
to be towed and crushed: her destination.

Ugha Mahhha Lahhh Jabbbb

he time machine took us way back
To the cave dweller days
No electricity no electronics
The hit of the day was cave paintings

In order to see them we had to ditch our clothes
We made ourselves animal skin coverings
And oohed and ahhed like no one’s business
While we stared at the paintings of the day

Some so freshly made, we could streak them
Ugha Mahhha Lahhh Jabbbb
We were out of our element
Not being able to speak the language

How do we get back? my comrade asked.
I wish I knew.
Sad that this is our entertainment now

Pure Lust

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Beneath those sheets
  Whence her feeets
    Tickled my toes
   And her morning
         Breathe
         insulted
       Mine nose
           wuz i

        Six feeet
 and the handsome
           two
             i
 with roving hands
    honored hern 
       five feeet
           ooh




*az dict.com'z onomatopoeia helps pronounce "ooh"...
"The crowds oohed and aahed at the spectacular fireworks"
 (give credit where due*)

Campfire and the Stars

The girl is magical the stars whispered to the campfire.
The campfire had never seen a magical human, so she doubted it.
Just wait until midnight the stars said.

Campfire was winding down around eleven thirty; she wanted sleep.
She was beginning to turn her oranges and reds into gray ash.
Not yet! The stars said. You will miss the show.

I am the show, the campfire thought. She was super confident.
People oohed and ahhed her most of the time.
The stars begged her to keep an eye open.

At midnight the campfire was nearly asleep. Just a few sparks.
Wake up! The stars hissed. It is happening! The campfire opened an eye.
The girl was standing on the camper, and the camper was levitating.

What is she doing? The campfire asked.
Watch! The stars said.
The girl climbed on the moon and rode away.
I guess I am just part of the show the campfire said.

What Will Grandma Do This Year

What craziness will grandma add this Christmas? The relatives asked.
She’d be outrageous and creative. Keeping it going was quite a task.
She would be up to it, she’s had plenty of practice in ninety-two years.
Excited to see what she would cook up for her little grand-dears.

Grandma met us at the door and said, “Try to guess what is new”.
It was pretty easy to see, as a giant grinch stood in her foyer blue.
He was motion activated, and spun his head around and said
“Merry Christmas you little Darlings!” Some of them ran out full stead.

Come back! Grandma hollered. You have not seen my Santa yet.
He was a giant blow up boy, sixty feet tall in back of her hamlet.
We oohed and laughed and sang and had the best of times.
Truly the best grandma of all; and she gave us each a roll of dimes.

We had the best cookies; they were decorated with unusual things.
Are they safe to eat? New relative asked. I think his name is Jing’s.
Did not know and did not care, there was such joy at Grandma Jean’s.
When we left I am sure she began plotting for next year’s major theme.

Copy Cat Marge

Marge had a new bouffant hairdo and Jen liked it 
So she ran out and had hers done up the same way
On Marge it looked elegant, timelessly classy.
On Jen not so much.
Most of us tried to ignore it. 

I wore a lettuce leaf mask to church last Sunday.
It was not a favorite, but it was dry.
Jen demanded to know where I had bought it.
She paid twenty dollars extra to have it delivered on Monday. 
The cost of the mask was only seven dollars. 


Sal attended our next lunch wearing a piece of bologna on her hat.
We oohed and ahhed telling her how inventive it was.
Jen wore bologna on her hat for the next five years, trying for the same result.
I wish this was an exaggeration
I actually toned the truth down a bit so it would be more plausible.

Angel

ANGEL
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*              O                   O                     *
the red, green, silver and gold shimmering,
shaking, prodded, oohed and ahhed,
bulbs color the child’s eyes
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12/13/2019

Lip Service

There once was a lass named Bikini Rose
Curvy-swervy from her lips to her toes
   The lads ah-ed and oohed 
   Which Rose just pooh-poohed
Due to those hairs coming out of her nose

When I Heard About the Beatles

I was a preteen when I first heard about The Beatles.
Small town girl from the country, sure we had TV
But we did not know anything about England or Liverpool.
I had never heard “We all live in a Yellow Submarine”. 

I was at church camp when someone put up some 
Black and white posters around the cabin.
The big city Des Moines girls oohed and ached.
The rest of us stared at each other.

They were talking about Ringo and John
As if they knew them.
Paul was the “cute one”.
George was rarely mentioned.

I thought it was silly.
But we listened to their songs day and night
Because the Des Moines girls were more aggressive
And we acted silly screaming and stuff because it pleased them.

Fresh New Baby

A fresh new baby, completely enamoring the entire family upon arrival,
Passed around, and oohed about, loved instantly and completely.
Her little eyes blinking around, fearful of the bright lights and weird sounds.
Wanting only her mother and father, as it was their voices she had known in the safety of darkness.
Cuddled and consoled, not by the old women wearing too much perfume and scratchy jewelry,
Who were fighting over their newborn grandchild, arguing about which side she looked like,
But by her own unadorned mother, pushing the strangers out of her room, so she could have her child back.

Photo Op

With time to kill, I hit the zoo
And mingled with the tourists, who
Took selfies near the sea lion pool,
Behavior I’d not ridicule.

But what I did find quite amusing
And, at first, a bit confusing,
Was the focus of a crowd
Which oohed and aahed both long and loud.

It was a squirrel up a tree,
With tail that twitched for all to see;
Yet penguins, lemurs, grizzly bears
Did not attract those types of stares.

Perhaps if I lived in a place
Where squirrels didn’t dash and race,
I, too, would grin in pure delight
At such a common New York sight.

She Misses His Hymn

She Misses His Hymn

She brood
His oohed

11/21/17

STAND ALONE FOOTLE - Poetry Contest

Note-brood, verb-worry, fret, sit, incubate
oohed, abstract noun-pleasure, satisfaction
title-since he is not in her presence, misses (play on words) 
his essence, his hymns (play on words) she worries (brood) 


Another goose egg.

Sixty-Two H's

Hop-along Henry and Half-as-long Harry
harassed the sisters Hoar.
Henry had Hannah huffing,
Helen howled, “Harry! — MORE!”

“I have to have it Harry!”
“Heaven help me! He’s done!”
“Hannah has Henry’s huge one.”
“Oh Harry, I’m not having fun!”

“Hang on Helen,” said Henry
(While Hannah hissed, oozed and oohed)
“Harry’s a hunk in a hurry,”
“but my hunk’ll soon visit your hood.”

“Hang your hummer on simmer,”
“keep it humid, humored and hot,”
“after Hannah has had her whole hurricane,”
“I shall give you all I have got.”

Hop-along Henry and Half-as-long Harry
harassed the sisters Hoar.
Now Henry is half as long 
and Harry is long no more.

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