Short Earplugs Poems

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Premium Member Blockbusters

Where are today's blockbusters heading It appears Hollywood audiences are venting Ziss Boom Bam Smash Bash Slam Earplugs are a must saving people from wetting
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Ear Plugs

Sam wears earplugs because his wife snores.
"Please see a doctor" he often implores.
"I think you have apnea
and I'd really be happier
if this is something you do not ignore!"
© Jim Healey  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Ear Ear

To aid sleep I now wear earplugs They're superb but one thing that bugs I now look like Shrek But oh, what the heck It's better than taking sleep drugs! 02/05/20
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Got Bats In My Belfry

Got bats in my belfry and I'm pretty damn proud There's so many up there they can get pretty loud Earplugs don't help Let out a big yelp As I run around naked creating a big crowd
Form: Limerick

Last Night In Rome

It is meaningless to count sheep
in the capitals that never sleep.
Where’re the earplugs, my last resort?

On the roads where I used to roam, 
memories of me now roam. Rome,
will you spot you’re one insomniac short?
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Third World War

My thought was the third world war had begun

   Fireworks plagued our 'hood by the megaton

      I placed earplugs in my ears

         As neighbors hailed the New Years

            I in blissful sleep let them have their fun
Form: Limerick

So Many Times

just one more beer
time for me to go
do i want another?

i missed the bus
wobble home on foot
will she still be awake?

i lost my keys
no sneaking in now
anyone got earplugs?

For contest 'Quesionku 2', sponsor Richard Lamoreaux
20th October 2015
© Viv Wigley  Create an image from this poem.

Noise

It randomly picked everything it could find,
turning them into drums and drum sticks.
The drums drummed themselves to the core
of our conscience' ears,
forcing us to look for earplugs across the stars,
and in our thoughts.
We played the drums as we searched for earplugs
in desperation......


Date: 9/3/2017
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Highway To Hope

I Got Up....

          Didn't want to leave, that warm bed.
          Wanted earplugs for my head.
          I tried for hours to write.
          But found I lost all delight.
          However, that light always returns.
                         and
          When a flicker of hope, shines and burns!



                        1/21/2021
                          ~1~
Form: Couplet

Motormouth

Wishing I had earplugs,
so I wouldn't have to hear you.
Shut up,quite,silence,
you have no idea what it means.
Words keep flooding out of your big mouth.
Talking about nothing I want to hear about.
Sady I have no duck tape.
I would have used it long time ago.
About to snap,and cause drama.
Only to hear about it later.
Here comes our plate of food.
Oh silence..only if I thought of it earilier!

The Offspring of Evolution

Breathe in a dust
Cough up a lung 
Atmospheric poison
Futuristic prison
Can't you see the destruction 
Of the offspring of evolution

They see beauty trough filters 
Hear nature trough earplugs
Smell pines in candles 
And don't touch! Oh so dangerous...

They walk trough life, 
Like they travel the world 
Experiencing the superficiality of existence
Thoughtlessly missing out on the essence.

Premium Member On the Tokyo Subway

Tokyo No Chikatetsu

“Godzilla!” the subway sways
bouncing sideways.    quiet.
bonsai ears cultivated,
thoroughfare of sentient earplugs.

jolted, jubilant hilarity

“SHH!” teeth hush too loud
drunken, diabolical boredom

“Godzilla!” with more intensity.
brilliant windows, Japanese
contortionists amuse bad
very bad               Americans


6/28/2019

Title - Tokyo Subway

A Guide Or a Friend

Lots and lots of words
Go in wastage in vain
Time gets engaged with 
Earplugs on, in music and softer notes
Denying each other, in every minute, every second.

Life could  never be a transparent glass
With all our thoughts reflected,
We shy away to even come closer 
To accept this, inside and out
You term it in a way , may be different than mine.

Never could be seen the soul, walking on the other side of the way, silently.
A guide or a friend....

Freddie and Mabel

Freddie and Mable they were so in love
He took one look at Mabel’s knockers
And billed and cooed like a silly turtle dove
Oh but in size they were real big shockers
When out shopping for panties and suitable bra
Still Freddie did not falter, Mabel fit him to a tee
“Love in bed you are my twinkling super star
But the telly I will admit, I just cannot possibly see
But precious you will always be my love and my mate
And for bloody earplugs they really are quite great!”
Form: Rhyme

Staple Sandwich

Are there Staples in this staple sandwich?
I ask in the ER in the hallway

Where my bed for the night is

Where I need earplugs
To dim the constant sound of my mind

There is no room  in this overbooked
Busy mind of mine

Red, blue and yellow thumbtacks, like MnMs 
Make dull points, melted into the cookies 
As I eat them without pain
 
Looking down at the plastic box that says

Staple Sandwich

I wonder
Does it really have staples?

I still ate it

Premium Member Haha Running In Circles

My two dogs are having a cow
Because of all the firework noises that are going on
They are barking their heads off
Haha
I think I am going to have to put some earplugs on them
They are looking at me with their heads cocked to one side
As if asking me
Well, Fifi and Napoleon
It’s your welcoming pop to test your hearing
To make sure you are up for the job
Which is protecting me, you hear?
Lol
They wouldn’t let up
They are going to be barking another day 
Tomorrow
Ha

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