Play Poems - Poems about Play

jeepy creepy deepy dippity do

jeepy creepy deepy dippity do
dancing a tango is always for two
slippity crippity mippity pooh
making up words is my happy go-to

physically speaking

I have had a physical but I have never met one.

Mo Fum

    fee, fi, fo, fum
    eenie, meenie, miny, mo...
    
    absurdities abound
    rubber buggy bumpers
      for instance… or, blackbirds
      baked in a pie… perchance
      there's

collective coma

plodding sky swallows a squirrel 
clinging to a gnarly tree

blemished pens bemoan 
wily wordplay 

out of nowhere 
i am sadly too late

they have built the battlefield
in a collective coma

i build sorrow
my words disappear

one gloats madly
as i go savagely into twilight

flaming snakes
bite the Hanged Man

the Wheel of Fortune
spins into the Sun

GAMES

GAMES
parents
played with us

memories were made
with games as Mom and Dad 
wished us to share smarts and fun 
"play stays family bonds for life"

Inner Child

You're never too old
to be young
at heart
even Freud was Jung
from the very start
altho' childbirth
is a labour of love
it's all in the swing
of things
and to about-face
child discipline
is strictly a case
of heir conditioning

Leading Man

Who needs to be a rider
racing 'round a track
way back in the crowd
I'm going to lead the pack
who needs to be a loser
spinning on their wheels
or yield pole position
I'm going to lead the field
and wear the yellow jersey
the one who wins your heart
no longer in a supporting role
I'll have the starring part
and if you'll be

Morocco Bound

Once upon a time
I set out to write a story
about going to north Africa
arriving in Ceuta
things were all in order
but no sooner on the bus
than detected reported
ejected from escorted to
and deported 'cross the border
it was to be an expensive
soft leather-covered book
and altho' I took
more than one look
I could not find the words
would fill a tome
and

The Gods May Be Crazy

Tossing and turning all night
recently had the strangest dreams
recalling them in broad daylight
don’t know what they mean
wrecked by a stacked deck
of bottom-dealt cards
I was under the gun
attacked by a pack of hungry wolves
had me on the run
lost in the woods and couldn't see
the forest for all the trees
mocked by a flock of tar-black crows
had me

Square Peg, Round Hole

Catch them when they're young
and shape their tiny minds
by telling them to colour
inside the lines
kids are our precious resource
nurture their dreams for the future
break them on the wheel of control
and kill the spirit destroy the soul
conditioned at an early age
they'll be at a loss
when they're told to think
outside the box
complicit in your conspiracy
avoiding confrontation
it's not

Search

Where are the flowers at?
I stare through my windowpane,
What i see is a barren land,
Did they vanish into thin air
Or are they just invisible to me?

Am i that bad,
Even they escape from me
Or are they just playing,
Silly games with me?

Where are the flowers at?
Staring is driving me crazy.
Maybe they're  laughing in secret,
Hiding ,because i'm

Tremendous Real Sad

Countless voices whisper, colossal, trust me.
Fake news, witch hunt, total exoneration.
The wall getting beautiful, big as can be.

Everyone keeps shouting, enormous, wait and see.
The world's so weak, low energy, it's sad situation.
Countless done, all agree, it's colossal, trust me.

People keep repeating, stupendous, follow me,
Best words, great people, no hesitation,
Everyone is a pouting, enormous, wait and

A B C D E F G H

awkward always alone Allie
bragged boastfully to baby Bertie Bill
clearly clarifying club-footed cloven Callie
deliberately deciphering dairy dung in Dickie Dill

easing eager Edgar’s electrifying entry
forever forsaking flim-flam’s frequent flam
greasing gray grannie’s gentle gentry
hardily helping herself to Harry’s hottish ham

Bugs Bunny

What's up doc repeats Bugs Bunny
thinking he's being cute and funny
sounding like a wily parrot
while posing chewing on his carrot



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Submitted on August 14, 2025 for contest CARTOON CHARACTER CLERIHEW sponsored by TANIA KITCHIN  -  RANKED 2ND

COMINGS AND GOINGS IN THE DAYS OF OUR LIVES

COMINGS AND GOINGS IN
THE DAYS OF OUR LIVES

In all life’s seasons,
Each day has its three
To be: yesterday, today,
And its tomorrow:-

Today was yesterday’s 
Tomorrow, and will become
Tomorrow’s yesterday,
Which will become a today:-

No matter the day or
The season, give God the praise
For today, which was yesterday’s
Prayed for tomorrow:-

Thus, be the blessed days
That are bestowed upon us
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