Short Chortled Poems
Short Chortled Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Chortled by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Chortled by length and keyword.
Romania (laughter kills))
They hooted
When the dictator spoke
They chortled
Odium
Giggles of utter contempt
Then they shot him.
The wind chortled
Just passing through
Teasing the ripples to white tips
Swaying trees twerked in her gusts
Hawks shrieked on a roller coaster down draft
Sunning turtles watched the duck down fly
Dragonflies didn’t
Memory of a jumping boy
Of splashing run through puddle joy
Waving arms air clutching hands
Open mouth in chortled laughter
Spouting gurgling words unknown
All before the age of two
So far to go so much to do
He takes the moment as his due
A memory for him to own
In darker days of after
Form:
With glossy lips and many quips, she
Busted onto our screens,
Midst applause she chortled
And careened.' trod the boards, and praised the Lord, made
A hoard with dollywood, it all looked
good,
Then she went obscene, was a vax-keen
Queen, pumping that song, it was oh so wrong..Yet let God alone judge, He alone sees
Through all the fudge.)
You wait
In chortled glee
Time’s ticking toll
Sharpening itself
‘neath your dark robe
And I
Poor fool
Fear not your sting
As naught is left
But tatters
Of past now’s
And you
Life’s dark companion
Have counted every step
Held sway
Lest I falter
Seasoned my errors
With adrenal angst
I wait
In grimaced glee
Enshrouded
In an endless
Thinning veil
Awaiting
Colored yellow beneath the sunlight
Eidoloned by azure breeze of the sky
Covered green like trees of delight
Scented by wind and bubbles of lye
Corded in lamp that cools the night
Your heart throbs in counts of chite
Chortled in incense of kookabura
Quilted and freed from petals of Datura
Heart dipped in cherry blossom
Shaped in cleavage of ample bosom
Deathless soul pulsating forever
Your heart lodging idyllic and so tender
What’s that on your boob I asked.
You’re a boob, she hissed at me.
The faerie on her sweater sneaded.
Please look in the mirror I pleaded.
Seriously, I am not kidding.
She would not now do my bidding.
I pointed at her right breast.
Just look at what has come to rest.
Faerie chortled rather loudly
As I was carried away fast, not proudly.
Just take a look I yelled to my sis as a plea.
As the Sexual Harassment Police arrested me.
Falling apart at the seams
Seems the streams of my life are on Netflix
Unfathomed my thoughts spoon from the bowl
Body and soul in bloody war
Life hangs from the edge squirming with an itch rear
Deaths murmurs your final retort
Why do you keep that pencil behind your ear
My chortled response
Where do you keep yours
An angel posts on facebook looking for a friend
The carrion black bargains with meat shredded skin
And why are we the only animals with a chin
Chip and Dale were favorite cartoons of my sister and me.
With so much ***** and happiness, joyful they could be.
They ran around in chipmunk form and chittered away.
Making our cartoon fest much better every single Saturday.
Chip and Dale played tricks on other cartoon friends.
Their antics were silly and funny; without any mean split ends.
We laughed, tittered and chortled over these two in a funny way.
They were the highlight of our cartoon day, it was each Saturday