Waggish Poems | Examples

Jay Had a Waggish Way

He had an endearing, waggish way
Mischievous was my cousin Jay
Played tricks on me and my friend Kay
She is still smitten to this day

30th of November

This 30th of November, 
I can be dragged down by 
   men
that I loved. And they feel no guilty 
   I’m caged in maturity. 

A little girl tugs my fuchsia leg-split 
“Tear it or tear down”. 
     Fear 
of getting lost 
Neverland 
with a waggish Peter Pan 
  makes promises and never brings
or the world’s much like flame 
  in sin where men are hell king.

Bullingdon Boys

BULINGDON  BOYS


    Bogus ! Bullingdon boys !
    Engaged in chaotic noise,
    raising cheerful voice
          but not pretty sight.
          All are out at night.

   Bold Bullingdon lads !
   Made basically mad,
   Yet frolic and glad
              but never to enjoy
               with so called good boy.

  Brave Bullingdon guys !
  All male , not in guise.
  No way to compromise .
             Fanciful jolly roguish,
              quirky, waggish, impish.

  Bullingdon boys run wild,
  belonging to stormy guild
  Unruly and non disciplined .
                  Dizzy, whimsy, crazy.
                  In worthless job , busy.

   Bullingdon boys do no harm,
    Athough always raise alarm
    and can’t bring any charm
                     to polished sophistication.
                      Absorbed in self satisfaction.


04/ 07/ 23


Bullingdon Boys


Contest by Joe Maverick

My Doggie

I have a pet, a smart little dachshund
Whenever I go out, he follows me always
Watching him wag his tail is fun
Mischievous he is, his antics amaze

Raven black is his shining skin,
With drooping ears hanging down.
My sportive little friend is a joy to own.
With his funny pranks my days drown.

When I take him out, he runs and rolls
Truly a bouncing ball of energy
His waggish tricks brighten my days
Between him and me is a rare synergy

With his bark, he scares all rodents away
As the stray cat comes in, he is brutally at war
With his paws he enjoys prodding the dying rat
When he is around, life is never a bore

From office, even if I come back late
He will be there to greet me, wagging his tail
He climbs over, licking me from foot to crown
In spontaneity of affection, he does not fail

Indeed he is my prized possession
In our house, he is allowed to roam free
His eyes speak a strange language of love
Bringing into our lives so much of glee

March.16.2023

~Placed Second~

Beloved Pet’s Poetry Contest
Sponsor- BJ. Legros Kelley

The Ecb

I’m Face-Timing with my Grandmère, we touch-base once a week. I love that face, wrinkled, like wind-weathered driftwood, and she’s a wag. “Are you familiar with the ECB?” She asks.

I wince at this odd turn in conversation, “Not REALLY,” I say, searching my mental index of useless facts and cross-matching those with her interests, “the European Central Bank?” I reply. “Oui.” she says.

“Let’s see,” I begin in a bored voice, “Inflation – transitory or persistent?” I say, in my best TV news-reader voice. “No,” I chuckle, “Not really, I have REAL, boring-things I’m learning about.”

“You’ll need to - one day,” she says, like a tarot reading oracle.

“I can’t imagine why.” I said. “I’m writing a few sentences about you!” I interject, to both change the subject and see what she says. She’s the only one in the family who knows I write.

“Oh,” she sighs, “Am I young, immoral and reckless?”

“Yes, you ARE,” I assure her, “you’re the worst.”

“Good," she confides, “I miss those days.” 
.

Marriam Webster: a wag is a clever person prone to joking

Waggish Ways

Get barefoot and walk on grass
Skip too if you may; enjoy long laughs
            Catch a firefly and watch it glow                                  
Hold it for only a moment and let it go

Get on a bicycle and ride
Be free and don't hide
                Go hug a big, tall tree
Feel the love that it gives freely

Get on a swing and swing high
Listen to the wind sing; try to touch the sky
                    Pick up a ball and pass, bounce, or kick it
Feel the joy, feel the energy, and just play with it

Get your favorite ice cream and sit under a tree just you and your best friend
Share some memories and dare to dream without end

Run or walk and let the wind kiss your face
Smile because you're alive and you still have a purpose in this place

Enso

I have some amazing collections!

The moon, dark lacunae etched all over,
Broke pearls strung on failed ideas,
Hideous rocks, amassed from my life's path,
A worn-out journal and it's mortifying pages.
The crowds that I always go against,
My unique dancers, shaking a leg with me at times,
And every perfect morn I start by
A waggish baboon that awaits in the mirror to laugh at.



K.S.Lakshmi

Sunflower

Swaying turbulent ripples of musings 

Unfold my heart’s deep yearnings.

Numb inside with perturbed passions,

Flaring eyes digging clock and my ears

Lament for the whispers of your secrets.

Overcame the senses from bleak emptiness.

Waggish eyes sighted glints of sunflowers,

Ecstatic by swapping voluminous exchanges,

Roamed my soul secretly in the thoughts of yours!




Sunflower Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Malabika Ray Choudhury 
Date: 23-05-2021
Placed: 3rd

The Tramp

Jiggery pokery
maestro Charlie Chaplin
on screen comic icon
amusing stamp.

Unreal acts turned art
verisimilitude
waggish movie journey
from ’Kid’ to ‘Tramp’.

January 15, 2021
Syllable count :6/6/6/4 (howmanysyllables.com)
Rhyme checked on RhymeZone.com
Contest : Double Dactyl (Win For Paid Membership)
Sponsor : William Kekaula

Magic Shows

Dad could roll a cigarette
with just two fingers
and the tip of his tongue.
I saw him do this once
in a wind storm.

Magically
he would shave just close enough
to keep his grizzled face
blue by the light of a yellow moon.

He could dive easy into an engine
to capture a rattling rat,
then twist its tail with only a wrench
- a drop of oil
to make it purr.

He could blarney a partial truth
with a waggish smile,
yarn it all out to fuddle
many a cocksure scholar.

He was an expert drinker,
astounding all-comers
and never tippling over
a canny knife edge.
He controlled his bootstraps
with a devilish dominion.

When he walked in my shoes
I felt I could do magic also.
He would tell me
that I had to be a genius
to be my kind of dumb.

That was old-fangled conjuring,
a natural hocus-pocus,
I practice a little of that
myself
in his roguish memory.

An Unlikely Romance

Unlikely
this romance between
Miss Cricket
and stodgy
Buddy Biddle, so stagnant
set in his ways, stuck

While Cricket
eighty-nine years young
dances rings
around him
full of impish energy
mischievous antics

He proposed
but Miss Cricket won't
marry him
knows better
she's outlived countless lovers
and won't be tied down

She's having
way too much fun- so
fancy-free
no one to
boss her, tell her what to do
woman on the loose

Anyway
he's too old for her
'though only
eighty-four
he can't keep up or begin
to understand her

And he has
hang-ups about sex
proper, prim
prudish ways
appalled at her passionate
kisses, advances

Waggish grin
wild, irreverent
she enjoys
shocking him
with outlandish behavior
incorrigible

Some days he
says he can't take it
she's too much
gone too far
with her pranks- but he gets so
lonely without her

And 'though he
hates to admit it
life is dull
without her
she makes things interesting
by being herself


(NOTE: Although I listed this as a Free Verse, it is actually in Shadorma form...)

Just Pray With All Your Heart

J-ust pray with all your heart, 
E-ntreat God for aid anew; 
N-ever let an insincere
N-or feigned phrase come from
Y-ou.

P-ray with all your heart, 
I-nside the sacred sanctuary; 
N-ever say waggish word, 
A-s well as term so phony.
L-ove, faith, and hope must be sensed right from the start; 
O-n Friday February sixteenth, just pray with all your heart.

These Butterfly Kisses

THESE BUTTERFLY KISSES
 
I cannot tell what happened
But I heard somebody telling me:
 
“They vanished in thin air”

“My butterfly kisses are broken wings”
 
“I know no butterfly kisses”

Yes! They told me like this:

I am Petal from rosebud secondary,
I know butterfly kisses that whispers to my lapels
Drawling how irresistible My fragrance is,
Realizing not I am being carried away to permanent bunk,
Not reasoning. My reasons are these beautiful sterling waggish wings.
These are severe hands and clubs against flesh,
Designers tyre; attires to pregnant bellies.
This was illusion to knack and knackers.

“please give me a paper  and the pen so
I can write about My life of sin”

Dear Lillies :

These butterfly kisses ain’t loyal.


By:  Nosipho Madywabe 
Pen Name: Nosipho  bleeding ink

Useless Trivia You Need To Know

Here's a bit of trivia from World War Two I'll bet you didn't know,

Concerning the war-time Prime Minister of Japan, Hideki Tojo of Tokyo.

After the war hapless Hideki was jailed in Tokyo's Sugamo Prison,

Where he was given a new set of dentures 'cause he was losing his'n.

A waggish American dentist, determined to make a lasting 'impression',

Etched on Tojo's choppers in Morse Code this immortal expression:

'REMEMBER PEARL HARBOR" - 'Twas America's stirring battle cry!

He eternally gnashes his teeth in perdition after he was hanged to die!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved

True Story!!!

His Elapsed Sight

Semblative a poet's wooer
A villain's swain
         wot not?
The complex pox,a sickly
wine?
Whore,a huligan mazzle
sooner the old blue wanes
What remains?
         Waggish frawn?

Sedative grief.
These trumpery looks of
stones,this vaward sob,
Prattle odds and old
slacks,quaffing soup;
         how whimpish.

Seething lavander:
the vapour shroud song_
Crest twinkle like
fatties and momies_haist
Young poet.
         Irish kinds

My simbling beauty.
The scented feet of
hers;Suwilangi,this line
These glamps inverted words.
humpy dot?
         flamish eyes.

His slow paced emotions;
these_built on tempered motor
varlet swain
         wot not?
The simple wax,no ill bed
drink.
My lady,maybe last;run now_
squeeze my breath_from my
hands take your heart.
Wisper slow
fade as smoke;his sight
these:elapsed.

• Short Waggish Poems
• Famous Waggish Poems
• Best Waggish Poems
• Read Waggish Poems
• Long Waggish Poems
• Waggish Quotes