Play Poems - Poems about Play

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2025.06.15 It was quite a while ago, I came here and wrote, "BB was not here" and "JJ is here On Queen Birthday 10 Jun 2024". These words were written on the sand On both shores of the pier. As time passed on, JJ sat and watched The waves washed up onto the sand, Slowly encroached, engulfed and wiped The words bit by bit. At...

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Smiles from me to you, making you happy not blue. Friendship we can praise, as we enjoy sunny days. My puppy is tan and small, she likes to sleep in mommy's shawl. She loves to play with her ball, while I play with my doll. We like to play outside, where she will run and hide. I...

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Reincarnated in my next life, a meteorologist I want to be with scientific paraphernalia at hand and land the weatherman's job on TV. Where I can lie without restraint, never apologise for rain and cloudy skies, or for what it is when it ain't sunny with a bright sunrise which is what I promised the night before. I can be completely wrong more...

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Before a misty morning mirror above a half-filled basin such cold water was I braving simply to lave my face in but the coldest cut of all and it only hurts when I smile I severely slit myself while I was busy shaving but did my frozen fingers fumble or was it just a rusty razor which sorely needs replacement that figured in my defacement as there...

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Speaking out about what he does not know tho' saying it long and loud enough will never make it so and by the size of the sound of the flute he toots (or, is it his trumpet he blows?) the man's too big for his britches he's way too big for his boots as for he who shall not be named for all the world...

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Woke up this morning come to find can’t recall a thing at all really think I’ve lost my mind after sleep digging deep to collect my thoughts and what I recollect amounts to naught insufficient hard drive RAM my memory is shot what I remember as best I can is not a lot it's diddley-squat it's failing me old age is what's ailing me and yet will I forget such...

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I'm too quiet I talk too much I'm too involved I'm way too out of touch I'm too messy I care too much about things being clean I'm too kind I'm way too f*ckin mean I'm too close I'm too far away I went to bed too early I stayed up too late I'm too skinny...

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Paddy was a hit man for the Irish Mob hired to be slick and do a whack job but he didn't have the knack or know the trick without being caught and put in the nick behind bars but not the sort one might think where a few jars may be bought and he did so love a drink more than one too many was his undoing the cause...

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There once was an old Pope from Rome who had the Good Book a huge tome an altar ego and mass appeal so he made the Vatican home 2015 he addressed the environment on climate change caused by man and issued a Catholic Church encyclical the first-ever since Popes began let's trust instructing his cardinals to avoid any more scandals when pontificating and preaching to...

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If a camel is the ship of the desert then speaking equally a ship is the camel of the sea altho' a camel can go without water for up to seven months a ship without water on which to float is neither a barque a barge nor boat as the camel needs food to get over the humps it seems like a dromedary conundrum to...

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In a world of illusions, where great and small liars play chess with destinies, Curtains of smoke dance on the stage of time, hiding unwritten truths, On a black canvas, they paint empty words, with brushes of dirty silver, And in deep pockets they gather shattered dreams, like stones from a silent river. Under the mask of saviors, they...

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Always walk on the sunny side of the street where the grass is greener not over there on the shady side like Little Red riding the 'hood as the streets are much more meaner better yet focus on the good for a life pleasantly serener maintain a positive outlook and keep a cheerful demeanour please don't be annoyed vex or hex yourself (so as to...

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mesmerising bleakness angst in muted unease an empty nothingness a glimpse into the void a dread from within this sombre sense of disenchantment OPEN FORM in lowercase without grammatical symbols ,uses spaces&breaks relying upon 'the one breath limitation' & as a 'happening' requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input &respond in...

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I’d rather you be miffed than irritated, vexed bothered or annoyed For if you are only miffed ...

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