Short Karen Poems
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Karen is an
Artistic person
Ready to spread words
Evenly across empty paper
Neatly crossing her t's and dotting her i's
There once was a lady name Karen
Delighted her womb was barren
Menopause is a treat
Except for the heat
And pursuit of a creep named Baron
Minnisota Twins
Win elusive World Series
Two Thousand and Ten
Dedicated To Karen O'leary and Her Daughter Megan
and Baseball Fan #2 Mr. O'leary ( I'm # 1 )
There was this old lady, drinking soup
She was also knitting, loop by loop
She ran out of yarn
Screamed and said- "Oh Darn!"
Started dunking needles in ball hoop!
Karen my love.
Today is yours.
God loves you.
And loves your heart,
all this night.
Sleep well Karen.
But don't forget him,
your life your love,
the wisely king.
Form:
The BritBox show Karen Pirie
has good characters, nice scenery.
The sleuthing’s hardcore,
toned down on the gore,
hitting all the right notes for me.
It’s only just begun
Desperate family
The Carpenters were fun
Closer to perfection
Like honey on your sleeve
They stuck together well
So happy we believed
Until it crumbled down
Her heart gave in so young
A Netflix and chill night with Karen Speld my sister,
then a ridiculous game of that ludicrous Twister-
Hands awry and bent, Sam's manhood she did touch,
she did hit her head, but died from laughing too much!
A Funny Epitaph Poetry Contest
Jesse Rowe
September 17, 2018
She reads Dave Berg and E.B. White,
John Ciardi and Henry Leigh –
My eight-year-old prodigy.
She sings Ray Charles and Jackson Browne,
Benatar and Robin Lane.
Her confidence will never wane.
She loves writing and drawing,
Painting and dance.
I’m proud to be her provenance.
In memory of a young woman:
who never let her unhappiness
slip from every smile she ever wore
who held a lot of patience and dealt
with everything that ever crossed her plate
who had been looking for something all her life,
but never found it
instead she wrote about it
hoping someone else would help her find it
My black son
He did not belong
Unwelcome
Unannounced and subsequently
Uninvited
To attend his predominately white Honors math class online
Confirmations abounded
With increasing befuddlement
By the substitute teacher
“Are You Sure?”
By a white classmate
Affirmed
Welcomed
Invited
Permitted to remain
After all
He did belong
My black son
Form:
Kinder spirit is now resting
Angels keep you safeguarded
Remain still my dear friend
Eternity is ones destiny
No pain is allowed in Heaven
Fondest memories of you linger on
Everyone has one or two
Inspiration to fight was yours
Sympathy from my heart pours out
To your family and close friends
Tribute To
Karen Feist's
Family And Friends
{RIP}
My dear friend Karen passed away today
Which makes me feel gray
I will miss her a lot
And she'll never be forgot
I will think of her lots
And keep her in my thoughts
She'll always be in my heart
So when i fall apart
I will hold my heart
I love you Karen
As each day is narrowing
At least she'll be at peace
No more pain and at ease
As she becomes a angel
Like a floating halo
My dear friend whom I'll love and miss until my end
My dear friend Karen passed away today
Which makes me feel gray
I will miss her a lot
And she'll never be forgot
I will think of her lots
And keep her in my thoughts
She'll always be in my heart
So when I fall apart
I will hold my heart
I love you Karen
As each day is narrowing
At least she'll be at peace
No more pain and at ease
As she becomes an angel
Like a floating halo
My dear friend whom i'll love and miss until my end
The youngest Mouseketeers, they were
The ones who sang goodbye.
If you watched “Mickey Mouse Club,”
You’d remember if you try.
Her long blond curls and winsome smile
Had cross-the-board appeal
And pairing them together
Really seemed to seal the deal.
Though Cubby lives, I just found out
That Karen’s, sadly, gone,
So “now it’s time to say goodbye;”
Her memory lives on.
Karen Pendleton (8/1/46 – 10/6/19)
Cubby O’Brien (7/14/46 -)
Nonchalant, the leaf whirls without care
On the wind it rides to somewhere
Tree-free, it flies with bird-flare
A swinging light feather
Kite without its string
Airy last fling
Roaming to
end in
new…
…new
trip where?
Heaven knows
Eagle eyes watch
wandering winds blow
on leaf’s air-current show
Released, rides to an unknown
Leaving its toils, freed at long last
Departs, dancing for the next recast…
(1/3/23 For Feel Free contest inspired by quote 7)