Short Rollicking Poems
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Haiku 1.12.2018
windblown tap dancers
pirouetting percussionists
rollicking raindrops
John G. Lawless
©1/12/2018
spawn leaped from the page
splashing, rollicking awhile
swimming headlong up
a stream of consciousness to
generate ideas -- exits.
rain rampant
rivers of love rollicking
red roads of peace
reverberating an
remembrance
released rejaculated
into the womb
of the smiling
sea
Form:
A rowdy, rollicking time
writhing in fresh mud and slime
A pig might even call it ‘a bath’
~ didn’t mitigate mom’s wrath
Raucous
Raucous, rollicking rain
Rambles on hills and plains,
Relishes rumbles in
Raptures of raw laughter,
Raindrops razzle-dazzle,
Rambunctious and rowdy,
Riots of rakish rascals
The word PENCIL comes from a latin word
Meaning SMALL *****, chuckled till my eyes blurred
Hilarious, riotous, rollicking
Reminds me of bedtime frolicking
Giggled so hard, a gigantic fart occurred
The word “pencil” comes from a latin word
Meaning “small ”, chuckled till my eyes blurred
Hilarious, riotous, rollicking
Reminds me of bedtime frolicking
Giggled so hard, a gigantic fart did occur
petals on the breeze
butterflies on cherry blooms
fragrance and wings waft
many in the trees
so red and green and yellow
in a blue sky spring
rollicking on gusts
in the hot day of the sun
and sound waves of song
NATURE, GALA TIME
Lo! a gush of wind with fleecy ,fluffy clouds
Peeped in with soft pitter patter
Nature , busy frolicking and rollicking
Dated:16 July, 2021
Contest: Bite Size Poem No 13
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Follicking Rollicking Roch your world
Tallicking Tallying Tok for tale
Fock it and rock it and make it fail
Frock it and bawk it and make no shail
Ferry it and mock it
and pace what ail
Hope it and frot'h it
and fate be nailed
Listen to poem:
Rapturous joy, sets my spirit alight,
Gliding in free-flight, with shear delight,
The frolicking, rollicking laughter, fills the air,
With dancing and happiness beyond compare,
My heart is aflame, no fears in sight,
I'm blown away by sheer delight.
Comical how the squirrels are frolicking
In the leaves that have covered the ground
At least a dozen of them merrily rollicking
Nipping and chasing each other all around
Their eager playfulness is so astonishing.
Written October 3, 2022
Spring
Unpredictable
Days of bursting blooms
Rollicking sunshine
Merriment on springs
Glee springs out of ice
Effervescent
Giggling downpours
Laughs at puddles
Shedding winter
Twist and shout
Rock and roll
Raucous child
Ready...
Get set...
SPRING!!!
old honkytonk piano
the ghosts of your notes
hover above you
silence becomes longing
for rhythm and rollicking songs
lost to time.
Lune Contest
nette onclaud
Visual 1
May 10th. 2020
Second Place
ROY'S RIVER RIDE
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Roy rode
river's rhythm,
raucous ripples rising,
rubbery raft, raced the rapids
riding 'round rocks, rambunctious, rollicking.
Reveling, rascal, river rogue
rushed by reeds, rollicking
rambunctiously.
Roy rode.
remember when you left me blind
reaching for my spirit in darkness bleed
running away for no reason cold
rupturing bulge in my heart bleeding
rummaging through my unsettled memory
reasoning beyond the helpless messiah
rollicking black blood in my veins
return renew rekindle rejuvenate
Form:
September’s serendipitous serenade
Evokes the ebullience of ecstasy
Provokes a prancing promenade
Tingeing the torrid leaf tips
Exacting an elemental excitements
Monumental majesty
Blue-black horizons blending
Exotically enigmatic exigencies
Ruby reds rollicking in the Rockies
John G. Lawless
©9/1/2018
Fun
Laughter
Merriment
Rollicking joy,
Life can be a roller coaster thrilling
ride; or a series of misadventures
Heartaches and pain
Sobs and sighs
and soon
dead.
I
for one
would rather
live this life now,
Nobody knows what tomorrow might bring.
~07/18/16
~Triple Tetractys 2 contest by Eve Roper
A Christmas Memory
Christmas is nostalgic of rollicking times in busy holidays.
The sleepless nights, planned surprise gifts, sweet-meats,
The foldable, decorated, silver tree stood stately in the corner.
Unity in a happy feasting family without the good old Santa.
FOURTH
November 20, 2015
Balveen Cheema
Contest: A Christmas Memory
Sponsor: Broken Wings
rollicking in the snow,
the bear shrugged the thick fur,
those who had come to watch,
were all wrapped up,but the animal had the fur,
not wrapped but naturally affixed,
it had so much of fat lined up beneath,
winter could not have affected him,
but what he did in scorching summers,
probably he did not stay in hot climes,
i thought as the bear rung the neck chimes.
Hiya, howdy, hey, and hello.
Juggle jams and jiggle jello.
Jumping joyfully, and jolly,
try it in a tram or trolley.
Happy, hopping, silly stomping,
rollicking and rowdy romping,
bouncing, bubbly butterscotch,
hilarious, howling, hot hopscotch.
Lofty leaping, crazy creeping,
slipping, sliding, squawking, squeaking,
Care for cookies, candies, or cakes?
Such silly sounds, for heaven's sakes.
Colorful bouncing bubbles pops close and constellate . . .
As I am tease and toss by brisk ocean waves
Rollicking lots from me wonder, laughter, thrill and chase
Surfing! Surfing side by side with bubbles and playful tides
Arousing both from me a fountain of youth, excitement and race!
(c) Olive Eloisa
11:36pm
June 19, 2014
***i love those bubbles.. :D!!! weeeeee!!!!
In bright orange blossom, dreamy afternoon meadow,
Stillness reigns as though time had nowhere to go.
And frolicking in summer, goes my puss in blooms,
Like children rollicking, with colorful balloons!
Soon scarlet butterfly visits the tip of his nose,
As starlight glitters, not caring whither it goes.
Running and bounding, like freedom's final chance,
Revelling in green days, before the years advance.
Candles, chocolates and a bottle of chardonnay
Heralding the eve of Christmas day
Rollicking good fun is in the air
Icy outside but who gives a care
Surprises all gaily wrapped
To a song that someone's just rapped
Mistletoe hangs in the hall
And the clock ticks slowly on the wall
Santa Clause is coming to call
Dancing lights on the tree
A time of merriment for you and me
Young ones singing merrily.
© Hazel
Methinks there are too many GODS
One inside each head
Unable to agree on much
That is until they're dead
Some claim just one
Yet can't agree
On how that ONE
Sees you and me
Yet others herd
With twisted texts
Of humble voices
Loudly flexed
There are those
Who have not one
Yet gather Sunday's
Just for fun
The GODS sit rollicking
In laughter
Their baying sheep
Put out to pasture
John G. Lawless
8/2/2020