Short Bumpy Poems
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Said Stan to sweet farmer Sue
I like this thing that you do
That bumpy ride
Sure saved my hide
And that’s real fine howdy do!
snowflakes tumble down
trees lift their bare arms to hold~
down no leafy couch
Dec.5.2022
Winter Nature Themed Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Tania Kitchin
Long ago in the land of milk and honey
Lived a sweet young lady with lots of money
The money meant naught
She didn't give a snot
Long as each night they could play humpy bumpy
Long ago in the land of milk and honey
Lived a sweet young lady with lots of money
But the money meant naught
She didn't give a snot
Long as each night they could play bumpy bumpy
© Jack Ellison 2015
Hey, I am feeling
Yes feeling little
Grumpy bumpy
Bumpy-bumpy.
I am sounding
Silly very silly
In this heated
Valley sweated.
Timid horns
On my head
Blowing headlights
Grooming helmets.
This is weird
I am a humming bird
Sounding nasty grumpy
bumpy-bumpy-bumpy.
Rohan Dhabade
I dwell where
I'm comfortable
away from the bed
where the longing tears
of my laughter
do not lie.
For we are in the midst
a of hurtful breeze.
Bumpy Loop and Loopy Bump,
Jumped off a speeding train,
But both were rather fortunate,
And lived to jump again.
Bumpy Loop just bounced and bounced,
For he was round and rubbery,
Loopy Bump went flying down,
And crushed into a shrubbery.
The speeding train kept rolling on,
And sprinted out of sight,
Now Bumpy Loop and Loopy Bump,
Are stuck there in the night.
She wore a pitch black suit
And smelled of lilacs and fruit.
Clad in long stemmed heels,
Her cream coloured blouse so sheer,
She spoke of stocks and bills,
A fancy phone pressed to her ear.
But the road on which she walked
Had a very tiny bump.
If only she had known to jump,
She wouldn't have tripped and slipped
And become a laughing stock.
But she was on the phone,
How could she have known?
Life is a bumpy road, it curves, and isn't straight
We are all independent, driving in our own lanes
In life we face our negatives and strugle through the pain
It's like driving through the rain, but at the end of the day
It's all about striving happiness, so for now take aim
And take risks sometimes, don't live life lame
Because what fun is it, if we all live the same
Driving in the same road, in the same lane
Driving down
This bumpy road
Trying to avoid
All these obstacles
I have made
In my life
All the relationships
All the hatred
All of the emotions
In my time
Friends and enemies
Mostly enemies
Always trying
To kill me
On this road
Is mostly debris
Scattered on the side
My lights
Getting dimmer
As I go into the dark
I didnt see
That brick wall
Right in front of me
I hit the wall
Straight on
With much force
So I died
On this bumpy road
Called life
Form:
Life is a Bumpy Ride
My granddad would always say with pride
But you need not live in anxiety and fear
With God in the driver’s seat and in your hand a beer
So don’t you worry when you reach a narrow bend
There is always a hand waiting to lend
There will be sweet memories that will make you smile
And some people who would make you throw up bile
The lessons learnt will be precious
But God will always be gracious
Just don’t lose sight of the road
But be focused and tenacious