Up The Creek Without A Paddle Poems | Examples


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What would you do?

Without my partner, our kids, mates, and family,
I'd be lost, adrift, no direction.
Literally up the creek without a paddle.

What would I do?
How would we navigate alone?
So many wrong choices we'd inevitably make.

No advice to steer us through life's storms,
No support in moments of doubt.
Who'd be there to listen,
To offer a shoulder, a kind word?

It's hard to fathom,
How I'd manage without that network.
Especially when strangers are just that,
Unknown, uncertain.

Without yours,
What would you do?

Friendship and love

What would you do? 

If it wasn't for my Partner and kids,
My Mates and family too,
I'd be up the creek without a paddle,
Literally, 
What would I do?
How would we go about things alone?
So many wrong choices that we'd choose.
We'd have neigh on no advice,
Through any situation, 
To help us get through.
Who'd be there for us,
To open up and talk to?
I really don't know what i'd do.
Especially when strangers,
you dont know are true.
If it wasn't for yours,
What would 'you' do?

Premium Member Our Border Is a Complete Disaster

Our Border Is A Complete Disaster
Miracle Man
September 19, 2023

Each day that passes brings this country more grief,
and migrants coming illegally will be allowed to stay.
From this humanitarian crisis we’re getting no relief,
and the billions its costing, those here must pay.

We helplessly stand observing our population grow,
without any resolve to stop those rushing our borders.
Progressive socialist preach, no need to control the flow,
current leadership should all be given marching orders.

We’re living in a time when our work ethic is weak,
and changing of the guard has let morals skedaddle.
Being truthful and God fearing we dare not bespeak,
which leaves us far up the creek without a paddle.


Premium Member Writer's Block

Up the creek without a paddle?
Writer's block causing distress?
Get back up on the saddle
Ride the stream of consciousness!






7/16/2022

Designed using elements from canva.com

Stream of consciousness is a literary style in which a writer’s thoughts, feelings, and reactions are depicted in a continuous flow uninterrupted by objective description or conventional dialogue. Even though the result may not always be worthy of publishing, the process can be an effective means to break through writer’s block, yielding fresh ideas that can be developed at a later time.

Premium Member A Break In the Action

Hello good people here I am
A minor break in the action
Things are relatively back to normal
Almost to our satisfaction

Lost no data, thanks to Poetry Soup
In this age of techie type gadgets
So dependant on a very thin line
Our heads must be thoroughly checked

We think this progress is the cat's meow
Till a link in the chain gets snapped
Then we're up the creek without a paddle
We're never prepared for this fact

Does “scary” take on a whole new meaning
Such a perilous journey we're on
Oh for those good ole days back then
When all that worried us was the bomb

So there you have it, my very good friends
Just a minor break in the action
Things are relatively back to normal
Well almost to our satisfaction

Premium Member Line of Truth

Up the creek without a paddle
What a catastrophe
This line is so explicit
Was it a he or she
Who penned this line
With such simplicity


Sully Was Back In the Saddle

Sully* was back in the saddle 
up the creek without a paddle 
Meenie stole his hat
followed a stout rat
With cookies his hands did meddle








Sully* is Sullivan my pet simian ghost
Meenie is my cat
Both are naughty

Up the Creek Without a Paddle

I kept all of my money in my mattress instead of a bank.
It was stolen last week and I only have myself to thank.
I have never trusted banks, that's why my mattress was stuffed.
I want to buy a hot dog but I'm so poor that I don't have enough.
I'd like to strangle the thief, he's a dirty crook and a rotten louse.
I can't pay my mortgage and the bank is going to take my house.
I had three million bucks stuffed in my mattress.
My wife left me today and now I'm so depressed.
Now I'm up the creek without a paddle and my boat just sank.
Don't make the same mistake that I did, keep your money in a bank.

(Even though this fictional poem is intended to be funny, it's not a good idea for 
people to keep large sums of money in their homes.)

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