Every poem paints a picture
worth a thousand words
or so I've heard
and a little whimsy
goes a long way
it can even make your day
yet if I may have my say
not to laugh occasionally
once in a while
would be a tragedy
so let me see you smile
and to make a long story short
as I have often thought
if brevity be the soul of wit
levity
the key to longevity
is the humour in it
I asked about her family.
She started to say “to make a long story short.
her story went on and on and on
There was a barn, a country road, a duck pond.
It rambled and ambled,
My eyes were scrambled.
It was my third yawn.
She reiterated “to make a long story short”.
I was fighting the fight but my eyes were closing.
This was the most boringest boring speaker I had ever heard talk aloud.
I was snoring soundly the third time I heard her say,
“to make a long story short.”
The next time I will ask her to please make a short story long
or...
I will simply run screaming in the opposite direction.
I'm sure you've all heard the saying:
'If you love something, set them free.
If they come back, they're yours.
If they don't.
They never were.'
I decided to test this theory. I took my two teenagers deep
into the woods where I left them.
To make a long story short. I never saw those two
ungrateful kids again.
But don't judge them too harshly...
I did move.
The End
*For those who might be interested. I will be posting my cartoon 'Bob's your Uncle' on my homepage. A new one will appear every couple of days.
This may come to you as a surprise,
don't wanna shock anyone.
Though I have news;
Hence here I do choose...
with hope to enlighten, some.
Obviously not-the usual kind of conception,
nor will be the birth or the reception.
Though tickled pink whilst it grows inside,
mother again-will be and shalln't hide.
To make a long story short-
refuse to abort,
Hence here I bravely show em'
I do declare and publicly air-
am pregnant again...
with a poem!
7/15/2018
D.O.B- Anytime
JOYS and TEARS of being AN EXPECTANT PARENT (mother-father) Cash Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser |
My wife's been whining for some time now
Wanting me to take her on a cruise
Now we've been married for twenty-five years
So she wasn't gonna let me refuse
So we packed up our bags and off we went
Kinda like a second honeymoon
I said, "Fix us some sandwiches to eat on the way"
Then I told her we'd be there soon
She said, "Where are we going Hawaii or Bahamas?"
I said, "This place is better than that"
We stopped at a place that said, "Paddle Boats Here"
I said, "We're here, now don't forget your hat"
Well, now needless to say, I did something wrong
'Cause my wife started throwing such a fit
We went around circles for at least twenty minutes
'Cause everytime I'd paddle, she'd quit
Now I wasn't gonna pay for no life perservers
My bicycle tubes worked fine
My wife had that tube wrapped around her neck
And both of her hands around mine
Well, to make a long story short, she'll never forget
That time I took her on a cruise
And everytime I even try to forget it
I remember that horrible bruise
He sits outside my window
The loudest thing I've ever heard
He keeps me awake all night long
I'm gonna kill that mockingbird
He even mimics my wife snoring
He's a mockingbird you see
My wife's half deaf, she can't hear him
Sawing logs up in that tree
When daylight comes he's as quiet as a mouse
And I just can't find his nest
I think that bird thinks he's smarter than me
So I'll put him to the test
I put on my best camouflage
With a flashlight taped to my hat
I crawled on my belly, behind my house
To see where he was at
I stayed outside all night long
And that bird didn't utter a sound
My back was aching and my butt was sore
From sleeping on the cold,cold ground
The very next night I went to bed
And that bird started singing once more
But I think he must have invited some friends
'Cause it was a whole lot louder than before
To make a long story short, I out smarted that bird
And now he's as quiet as a mouse
For now I sleep outside every night
In my bed behind the house
“I don’t want a computer!” (I vehemently said)
“I’d rather you bought me a TV instead
I’m too old a dog to be learning new tricks
Music and Poetry’s where I get my kicks”
“Megabyte-Schmegabyte, it’s all greek to me
It would bore me to death, now just let me be!”
To make a long story short, I caved in at last
Now to tell you the truth, I’m having a blast!
The first week, I cried and ranted and raved
When I lost all the poems I thought I had saved
“That’s it” I cried and ran out of the house
Vowing never again to pick up the mouse
But the lure of the Web was too much for me
There were so many places for me to see
Game sites, health sites, chat sites galore
But that’s not for me, because I want more!
I look for good books, great music and such
Researching the Classics I love so much
And of course, being a poetry buff
I sit there for hours, typing my stuff
Who said an old dog can’t learn new tricks
I’m in another world with a few quick clicks!
So don’t bother to ring me, or come to call
I’m on the computer just having a ball!
Copyright© Beatrice Boyle For Talkin Technology contest.
(All rights reserved)
Hi My name is Jay Timmons
I resently sgined up to Poetry Soup a week ago.
Even though I have hunderds of poems sitting at home, I have
only posted three so far.To make a long story short I feel welcomed to
the up mosted welcome-est (lol) Thank you to the wonderful poets who
left the nice and heart-felt comments in my comment inbox.
I don't know if im going to get in trouble for naming names but
Thank You Scarlett Williams,
Thank You The Sweetheart of P.S.,
Thank You Carol Brown,
Thank You David Smalling
and Thank You Sara Kendrick,
I really appreciate the love.This is the home of
"if you don't have nothing nice to say, then don't say anything."
It's all love at the Soup. Even though I've been writting for years,
I feel like the new guy at the company dinner, overwhelmed by the
talent here, like a kid in a candy store.
I Love Poetry, and i'm glad i found this site.
Thanks again.
p.s
i tried finding you guys on facbook ;-)
is that illegal? LoL
Here's a tale that you won't believe
It happened a long time ago
This story is true, believe it or not
Because I told you so
I was fishing and I got a bite
It was tugging at my pole
I can't tell you where this place is
Cause it's my favorite fishing hole
I grabbed my rod and gave a yank
And it almost pulled me in
It was big, I knew I was in trouble
I was waiting for the fun to begin
It put up a fight that lasted for hours
I was as tired as I could be
And when I got it in my boat
You won't believe what was looking at me
It was a girl with a fish's tail
A Mermaid, I think they're called
At first she didn't like me much
You could even say she was apalled
I knew something smelled fishy
And I'm not talking about the chick
I just knew this couldn't be real
It had to be some kinda trick
I was gonna take a picture
To show you that it's true
That Mermaid wouldn't let me
If I did she said we're thru
Anyway, to make a long story short
That fish girl is now my bride
And this ain't one of them fish tales
So you better not say I lied
When I look in your eyes I see a beaut,
The aspect of your love is unexceeded.
I'd give entirely everything in the cosmos,
For you?, how I feel is illimitable.
The nomenclature of our kinship is unlike others,
Sadness hates our happiness...ignoble hoi polloi.
Maybe a baby one day can join our 2's company,
To make a long story short..............I love you.
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