Pinocchio Poems - Poems about Pinocchio

- Give Me A Minute Or Two Pinocchio -

    Promises are shown as silhouettes to the world
    even if it's madness - the people have spoken
    No one feels guilty for how things turn out

    Respect withers
    the ears shrink
    Black and white perspective
 

TALKING TO PINOCCHIO

Pinocchio why do you
Continue to lie all the time
Knowing that when you do
Your nose just grows and grows
Until it gets cut off

Admiring Pinocchio Dragman

Pinnochio dragman brought the circus class
With his painted purple shoes and his bit of sass
He is a fancy one someone was wise to say
I agreed automatically, watching him enjoy his day

Some tried to make fun, but he would have none of that.
He knows himself, and confidently wears a silly hat.
Pinnochio dragman is my hero, he

Life Should Be Like Disneyland

Life Should Be Like Disneyland

Life should be like Disneyland,
Everyday a little bit of Never Never Land,
Dreams fill your heart,
They give us a new start,
A delightful way to fill the day,
Mickey Mouse and Minnie Mouse,
Spread happiness your way,
And my way,
They lift you out of the doldrums,
Of everyday life,
All the pain and strife,
But then we get swept

Pinocchio

Pinocchio spies scissors -
                   no strings attached or just a mere puppet?

Pinocchio the Untold Story

He carried the old man into the woods
to watch the body slowly decay.
The sun, wind and rain
prepared Geppetto's corpse
until it was fit to be new growth
for the soil

Pinocchio watched patiently,
the trees did not mourn, and the puppet could not.
He had seen children cry and wondered why?

A time came when he simply had to be still;
to

Pinocchio Is Old

The wood is too seasoned, the grain hoary.
the moppet has grown insane,
its wood now riddled with timeless lies.
A cat in a dark corner will not look at it.
Mice cower under its grim shadow.

In a twilit kitchen an old man mumbles
as he gums a boiled egg
while deranged eyes peer through walls.

Pinocchio is old,
he has been set

A Politician Like Pinocchio

If politicians were like Pinocchio,
how long would you see their noses grow?

I Want To Be Pinocchio

I wanna be a tree
A big ‘ol block of wood
	Just swayin’ in the breeze
Suckin’ in the bad air and
Letting out the good
With squirrels climbing all over
My branches tickling me
                     Birds nesting 
   

- Pinocchio -

The adventures of Pinocchio

                             - His Italian growing nose 

                 

Pinocchio

Disney's Pinocchio comes to mind
When Donald Trump's nose is really defined
Totaling 1,543 lies
Obviously wins first prize
This is the U.S. Prez, we must remind

Pinocchio Evloves Prose Poem

He carried the old man into the woods, and watched the body 
slowly decay. In the end, after the sun had prepared the corpse
it seemed that the moon had consumed it. The trees did not mourn, 
and Pinocchio - could not; although Geppetto had been his only 
companion for decades. 

He had seen children cry

Pinocchio Is Old

The wood is too seasoned,
the grain grown hoary.
A cat dozes in a corner of darkness,
it will not look at the puppet.

In a twilit kitchen
an old man grumbles.
His joints are dry, they creak
as he gums a boiled egg.

Oak eyes open wide.
Pinocchio is old.
Stringy sinews dangle
his crotched frame.
Hollow veins grind
inside the sullen cage
of his breast.
Made to deceive

Potential Pinocchio Who Is a Pest

Potential Pinocchio Who Is A Pest

When people may be potential Pinocchio's,
Lately have they looked at their long nose,
Face extended;
With blended,
And we should suppose grows and grows.

Jim Horn

Pinocchio

DONALD 
HAS A VERY BIG PET
AN ORANGE HEADED WOODPECKER 
WHO HE HAS NAMED PINOCCHIO
IS THAT JUST ANOTHER LIE
OR THE REASON FOR SO MANY

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