Stinkers Poems | Examples

Yeah, I know -- my poetic output contains a fair bit of junk but

Yeah, I know ~ my poetic output contains a fair bit of junk.
But then ~ even God created something called a skunk.
In the works of all unparalleled thinkers,
you can expect quite a few stinkers.
Most attempts at art never attain great heights ~
most just immediately go ~ kerplunk.
I don't take myself too seriously.
If ever I did, it was only deliriously.
I'm a straight, middle of the road kinda guy,
with an IQ neither too low ~ nor too high.
And as to whether I'll ever do anything significant in my life ~ 
please stand by.

Life with Grandchildren

Though the house be untidy, let the grandchildren come.
They will give you the energy you need to get things done.
—Poet

every stinking time, let the stinkers’ feet
be found at your door, footprints adored
on sparkling floors - they shine
let bubbles decorate the air
kid’s smiles - they pop
every stinking time, answer their call
“Grandma…Grandma…”
they’ll exhaust your moniker
but enlarge your heart
they’re a gas, a godsend, a blast

Posey And Shirley

Posey and Shirley two bad men I once knew
Bar room brawlers and stinkers these two
might had made a millionaire
had I told about this pair
Because this was way before boy named Sue

The Abyss

THE ABYSS

The abyss...evokes and fuels Hades enthusiasm,
a deep or seemingly bottomless chasm.
A slope leads down into the dark abyss,
and their delinquent prayers rendered amiss.
It's not just a wide or profound difference 
between people; a gulf or a huge fence,
the abyss between these two nations;
Earth & Hell are never saintly expeditions.

The Abyss...
The popular home of a great but fallen Legion.
The music of wailing echoes from this region,
the regions of hell conceived the bottomless pit.
There, damnation has taken a lifetime seat.

But we will rave in the defeat of darkness,
Infernal abysses do not frighten us, 
nor the blazes of thunder & fiery flames.

Who will miss their reservations;
in The Elysian Fields, the final resting place,
a home of heroic souls and the virtuous,
a land of perfect happiness at Earth's end, 
on the banks of the Oceanus, there we're forever blessed. 

But the abyss...
Sinking sin stinkers simmeringly sink into hell,
faces fried-up & fearfully frozen they fell,
as Lucifer summons them deep into the abyss,
denying them, forever, the joy of heaven's bliss.


Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright ©? April 2023.

Taxing and Spending

A Couplet
on
Taxing & Spending
By: Tom
10/29/2021

Our elected officials are irrational thinkers,
tax and spend ideas are invariable stinkers.

Kun Fu Zus Sei Fu Ling

A great cook is one who wears blinkers
With recipes one never tinkers
There are a few
Who dare and do
But results are usually stinkers

Around the Old Grill

With a GRUNT she said, "I grill meals,"
"Won't you PASS THE GAS lighter please?"
He said, "LET IT RIP!", to seal the deal
Impressed with how she CUT THE CHEESE

SILENT BUT DEADLY, were her cats
Outside, she LET ONE GO at a time
The little STINKERS were blind as bats
But would BREAK WINDows, what a crime!

From the grill a BROWN CLOUD rose up
She said, "UNCORK ONE bottle of wine!"
"Be careful, don't STEP ON A DUCK,"
"LET ONE FLY, and we'll have a good time!"

Women6verses9men - Who's On Top

Who’s on top? 
Really, 
You didn’t know that it’s a contest?
After all,
There can only be one 
Poet Laureate can’t there?
Both’s fingernails are bleeding,
Both’s knees are scraped and scabbed,
Both sweating profusely from the strain
Of climbing the sheer rocky face of passion,
Their injuries mostly self-inflicted.
(All poets are born stinkers!)

Poetry is not a day at the beach
Where the only hazards
Are forgotten suntan lotion,
Or that your Mai Tai is low
Because service is not up to par.

Or a day on the golf course
Where your only gain is
A lighter wallet, which cannot really serve you
At your next Weight-Watchers weigh-in.
Apoplexy coloring your future
As yet another ball lands in the drink.

And certainly not a game of tennis
Where service is de rigueur, isn’t it?
Though I swear,
There is more Physics in women’s outfits,
(Action/Reaction - You know!
Do women ever play fair?)
Than in any momentum, spin, or angle
A man can even contemplate.

So who’s on top?
Ask the woman!
Does ‘top’ even matter?
She’s where she wants to be.
A man can only dream! Ha!

Brian Johnston
October 21, 2014

The Modern Knight

 The modern Knight 

The Knight of the realm ,
Was a great man of courage,
Who protected the people,
Got dubbed by the King,

The bravest of brave,
Moralitys brightest,
Loved by the people,
Now the rich mans plaything???

But it became some snobs, crass title,
Given to Kerrs, and curs aint the thing,
Class distinction, from above, call me mister or sir? 
The greatest of toads, to serve the toad master,
Brown nose, hum dingers, billy stinkers, I ching,

Gee golly they call me mr or sir?
Right next to the saints,
I’ve risen old thing,
To keep me head down,
I’ll need on me bridle,
A martingale strong,
So me head doesn’t sing…

Don Johnson

THE ONE WHO ALLOWED 12 ATOM BOMBS EXPLODED HERE IN AUSTRALIA GOT KNIGHTED FOR SERVICE TO THE QUEEN:}  
ONLY 12 THOUSAND AUSSIES DEAD FROM STRONTIUM 90 IN THE MILK, AND ALL THE LITTLE KIDDIES GOT IT AT SCHOOL TOO IN THE FIFTYS... I REFUSED TO DRINK MILK AINT I LUCKY ???

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SHBLBkYiCK4

check it out if you don't believe :{

The Skunk and the Porcupine

" The Skunk and The Porcupine ... "

(From The Solomon Studies Series # 9)
(Eccl. 3: 11 / Prov. 6: 6 / Matt. 6: 26, 28, 29)



The Skunk and The Porcupine
Both Are 'So Cute' Little Creatures

The Skunk and The Porcupine
Both Have Protective, Projective Features

The Skunk and The Porcupine
Both Scuttle By Like Small, Inquisitive Seekers

The Skunk and The Porcupine
Both Have Effective - Weapon Reachers

Tho' One Has Its Own Swords of Battle Quills
The Other Has A Gas-Arsenal of Biological Spills

We Walk Around Them Like We're On A Mine Field
and Either - Both Can Make Us Run For The Hills! ...

Tho' One's A Prickly Recluse and One's A Reeker
Man & Beast Give Them Room (like they're both lil' stinkers)

In A Way, We Bow To Both Like They're Little Caesars
Both - Show GOD's Ability To Endow Combat Ready Teachers

The Skunk and The Porcupine
Without Saying A Word - They Are Loud Speakers

And Now Thank GOD & Be Glad Your DNA Is Neither
... The Skunk and The Porcupine


            Written & Copyrighted ©:  1/8/2014
                      by:  MoonBee  Canady

Allow Me To Repeat Myself

Dreamers dream
Scoffers scoff
Thinkers think
And droppers drop

Artists create art
Writers will write
Beware of biters, yes they will bite

A smiler will smile
Still sometimes they'll frown
Although mostly happy
There are times they feel down

Laughers may laugh
Other time they will cry
Life ain't so easy
That's why tryers try

Stinkers will stink
Comforters will comfort
Listen to trumpeters
They really do trumpet

Listeners will listen
Talkers will talk
Movers will move 
It's hard for them to stop

Shakers will shake
Steppers will step
You wouldn't be surprised
If a sleeper slept

Circles will circle
Back to the start
A dreamer dreaming
Creating his art



Dusted off for SKAT's contest.

Four Little Stinkers

Four little stinkers
All in a row
They just want someone
To love 'em, you know

People run and hide
Whenever they appear
These white striped kitties
These friendly little dears

First one's named Flower
Second is Bouquet
The third is Li'l Wafter
Last is Sweet Sachet

Skunks need lovin' too
It's not a well known fact
So next time you see one
Just show some tact

Don't hold your nose
Pretend nothing stunk
You'll make this little critter
A happy little skunk

Four little stinkers
Their spray makes you squint
But make 'em all happy and
They'll smell like peppermint

©Jack Ellison 2012

The Thistledown Fairy's Crown

Thistledown wus his name and sometimes he stung, well actually his stem stung. The stinkers gave him a bad name, they did! Handsome wus he. Aye, the ladies loved him. Coming near to his full bushy head of royal purple pomp, thought he smelled good too, they did, bees to his honey.

Summer time was his time, the time to bloom. His thorns served as fairy swords. An', on mass, he an' his guarded the fey's mound. Thistledown kept the cows from trampin' the wee ones. An' the cow plops from offendin' the Royal's wee noses. No hoof falls made treacherous the field's lay. 

Suren, he wus sharp this fine boyo. He did 'ave a soft side, a sure sweetness. When fall's goddess Mordron* brought the chill down, he softened. Queen Mab* sent fey to catch his whitened crownin' glory, as each strand, a silken treasure, soft fell and so, Ole Thistle lost his head, for from his crown, and its down, wur made sheets of silken softness for the Tuatha De Danaan's* beds. 

*Goddess Mordron/Welsh mythology, Modron ("divine mother") 
* Queen Mab of the Fairy
* Tuatha De Danaan pre-Christian gods represented as heroes or fairies.
[Tribes of the goddess Dana]

Hook, Line and Sinker

The fishing of Scotland's coast
To be honest I have to boast
Please come take a look 
And dangle your hook
And join me in traditional toast

My favourite place is called Dunnet Head
With many species it has to be said
One just dangles their line
Hey presto! see what you find
It's a bite, not the weight of your lead

But sadly there has been some stinkers
When the fish must have been thinkers
For many times we did try
In us they espied
Wasting our time dropping our sinkers

Lets Go Fishing

Grab your rhodes, your lines, your reels.
Grab your hooks, your swivels, your sinkers.
Grab your power bait, your worms, your stinkers.
Grab your tackle box, your cooler, your beer.
Pick a spot, cast your line, enjoy your friends, and have a good time.

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