Wittily Poems - Poems about Wittily

...FICTIONAL BIO: The missus asked me (hitherto known as her bozo) just mere moments ago to craft humorous poem to glow nsync with the shiny nose of Rudolph keeping syncopated metrical flow thu......Read the rest...

...Stranded in bittercold without food or drink... Though the following twittering scenario quite absurd, methought diehard adherents of mine (intimation also quite far-fetched), some unnamed rea......Read the rest...

...Gossamer silk strings were woven into a work of art. Dandling from a shrub and glittering with dawn impart As dainty as a mutter, obliterated by an odd downpour. And the artist must......Read the rest...

...Acrostic - William Patrick Darnell Sr Willingly loving people as God would do; Intelligent funny, wittily making you chuckle til blue Listening with his heart so others can speak their words L......Read the rest...

...She walks through the mall. With a hip-notick erotic attraction. Spellbinding and alluring to wittily say the least, raising an abundance Of physical reactions, turning every head, an eye in the......Read the rest...

...Volition, orientation familiarization aahing and oohing within restrictive paradigm molding inviolable honorable gentility - flagrantly, desirously, clearly boyz abandoning willfully skirting, pa......Read the rest...

...A wonderful witticism, wittily said, Can often fly past a non-thinker’s head. Sometimes they are angry, a bit like a barb. If that is the truth, wearing Saturday garb, You might want to keep th......Read the rest...

...These were letters written in tablets of blood We wrote the pains of yesterday today wittily On this seaside of swaying embargo of tablets She was the song swept in pity and cruelty Daring th......Read the rest...

...Quietly you gather your stuff, eagerly awaiting the bell so you could do what you were born to Quickly, you gather your thoughts hoping you have selected the best method to unveil and dissect th......Read the rest...

...Flow slow through thy bitter life Cross gently, and fancy fiery strife; Float in dark silence without a wing, There is time to melt till ardent spring. Thy love, vision, grief and desire Are sweet s......Read the rest...

...I long to stretch my bare feet upon the emerald grass of Ireland And smile and taunt the guards at the queen’s palace of England And stand in the tall stone castle peek of Scotland haunted past ......Read the rest...

...Those eyes Wake up exuberance Welcome early rituals Wittily warming pop tarts Whimsy’s gaze flirts away frowns . Those eyes Scan pages, screens, faces Strip lovely from ugly, Sublime from......Read the rest...