Short Last Laugh Poems
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Job was a bossy boss
Who was at a complete loss
He was devoid of staff
Who had the last laugh
Which made Job extremely cross
I laughed as God and Satan quarreled….. beneath my window.
©12/25/2018
The last line Poetry contest
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My girlfriend dumped me, after I stole her wheelchair
She came crawling back
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Here lies John Raccoon Charms
Who laughed at wife’s fat arms.
Written 4-24=-2019
Contest: An Epitaph to make us Laugh
Sponsor: Jesse Rowe
Life without death contains nothing more than death without life, it remains unfulfilled straight from rejected beginnings of ending, a muted mockery of laughter for crying out loud.
If I were a poisonous snake
I would get the last laugh
Giving my slayer a surprisingly venomous bite
Hours after he lopped off my head with a machete.
Only snakes are able to do this you know.
Today I met a mosquito
It wasn’t very fun
She bit me here, she nipped me there
(she even bit my bum)
But I had the last laugh...
I squashed her with my thumb!
1st November 2015
I should have looked before I leaped
now I have been left in a lurch
by my lily-livered boyfriend,
but I'll have the last laugh
when he see his laundry
in a lovely shade of pink.
ALesiach © 9/30/2015
Don't look in my eyes,
you'll never really see;
Don't dance to the sound of my voice
You never hear what I mean;
Don't pretend that you care
I know your never there
But the last laugh is mine
I control my time
I once listened to your words of sweet reasoning
Only to receive a life of silent threatening
I questioned my doubt and found my heart mourning
I blame not you for this life of mine drowning
Told over and over,
the lie became true
As memory inverted,
the falsehood imbued
My cornerstone crumbling,
sticks piled with straw
A last self-deception
—the fantasy law
(Rosemont Pennsylvania: February, 2021)
Love laughs at life,
Scorns the scourging whip of years,
Dulls life’s sawing knife
And watersheds its tears.
Love smiles at death,
Soul withstanding soil,
Heaped upon the flesh whose breath
Expires. Love’s Death’s foil.
Love laughs at life,
Scorns the scourging whip of years,
Dulls life’s sawing knife
And watersheds its tears.
Love smiles at death,
Soul withstanding soil,
Heaped upon the flesh whose breath
Expires. Love’s Death’s foil.
Form:
Excuse me.
There’s a lion on your back, I say.
The girl laughs.
Thinking I am kidding.
It’s probably my boyfriend, she says.
I have been carrying him on my back for a long time.
It is her last laugh.
I run away as she is devoured.
the last thing I heard was your laughter
it blew past me
on the old bridge
and settled softly in my
daughter's hair
sparkling and involved with light
I left it there forever
Sometimes at night
I hear her laugh
and I know
she's dreaming about you.
on return from cremation - they dropped the urn with my ashes
shards punctured remains - I would have the last laugh at my farewell
memories down the drain - at least I knew where I was going
21st May 2020
Let the Pens Flow - Sijo Poetry contest
Sponsor Jenish Somadas
My breath is taken.
No choice,
Just taken.
Ecstatic pain
Thrills through me,
And I know
You are right for me.
This glove fits so well;
WE fit so well.
They laugh at our antics,
That gallery of stern critics.
Foolishly juxtaposed!
Enemies of Bliss!
The last laugh
Is ours.
Taste truth
Prize proof
Charm curls
Head hurls
Heart hopes
Sculpts scope
Soul sights
Fond flight
Fond feel
Heart heals
Hear hurts
Bless birth
Sift still
Wise will
Last laugh
Sweet stuff
Face fear
Heart hears
Leon Enriquez
15 September 2019
Singapore
A five dollar bill in my name.
A white sealed up envelope.
A white handkerchief of forgotten spring.
A gold ring.
Sparks that fly through the sky.
The forces of nature are with us..
Masterpiece equipment that had the last laugh.
A bottle of water on the pavement.
I’d better pick it up it might be mine.
Form:
This world is cold
It's dark and black
I was too hopeful
You were whack
Your silly games
Threw me for a spin
You got what you wanted
You win
Go on your way
Never return
I won't fall again
I will learn
Who's got the last laugh?
We have to wait and see
Who still has your prize?
That would be me
Outside the backdrop of the given world,
the emptiness fled
And deep in the recesses of what’s never to be,
contradiction fed
Far beyond meaning and stated intent,
all reasons turned to dust
With nothing to prove and less to embrace
—the laugh at last on us
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)
Here lies that cleverest of politicians, Dick Nixon
Who was crafty and devious and full of tricks an'
About whom it was said: Vote for Nixon in '72
Why switch Dicks in the middle of a screw?
September 16, 2018
Entry in "A Funny Epitaph" Contest
Sponsor: Jesse Rowe
Prime plot
Toss thought
Quiz *****
Strong sneer
Zip zest
Boost best
Odd old
Be bold
Glimpse good
Move mood
Last laugh
Sound stuff
Warm wit
Blown bits
Word wise
Prompt prize
Voice vote
New notes
Calm cheer
Heed here
Leon Enriquez
22 November 2018
Singapore
Abort is not the key
It will have you feeling less
Nothing but pain and regrets
Abort is not the key
She or He is apart of you
Forget the other half
As they get older you will have the last laugh
Children bring nothing but blessings if you do right by them
Forget him
You will succeed
It's your body and your seed
Abort is not the key
a lone star in the sky is what you see
blinded by the lure of the city
window shining the spree of shopping
neons begging to make the scene
buildings trying to reach the mighty
nonsense say the star surrounded with twinkles
as in the dark it shines in a multitude of cosmic laughs
looking at you dragging your laundry to be washed.