Wry Poems

What a Pair?

Tucked away glinting thoughts 
like seeds beneath the bark 
of half-remembered dreams 
that echo autumn’s needs
     tend to duck. 
     Pluck them out
     under muck
     stuck well fast—
     they bring luck.

Categories: wry, analogy, irony,
Form: Other

Squirrel: a wry pirouette poem

     Silly ninja squirrel 
     thinks he can stop the rain
     and save his furry hide
     from dampened disarray~
             now chilly,

Categories: wry, humor,
Form: Other

Apophasis Now

Apophasis is such a cool word.
Not to mention how it sounds
like a popping fist and fireworks, 
though I wouldn’t dare suggest
I’ve ever blown things up
just for grins and giggles.

It’s cousin to praeteritio,
kissing cousin to paralepsis—
all of them cool sounding words,
not to mention parasiopesis
which leaves the juiciest bits unsaid—
but don’t get me started on this.

Of course,

Categories: wry, birthday, cat, chicago, firework,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

A Midnight Joy

In the dusk of night,
My heart that yearns for joy and light,
In the hope of my Prince Charming, my Knight.

Twilight’s foreseen,
The unknown heartbreaks my heart has seen,
In the hope of true love, one of a kind and never been.

Has there been any better joy,
Than having your last bit go wry,
Yet all alone with no room

Categories: wry, deep, desire, destiny, endurance,
Form: Rhyme

WRY

Her answer was sarcastically wry
The look she gave out made me cry
Something so simple, went so wrong
I started to toot my own horn
Her eyes rolling made me sigh

Categories: wry, feelings,
Form: Rhyme

Winter Wry

My heart is a charcoal gray
With silver specks in the sun
Tomorrow is New Year's Day
And this old year, my dear, is done

A bit of moss on the north knoll
The hills of my heart burrowed through
And I'm cramming hope in the holes
Just like the woodpeckers do.

Categories: wry, december, heart, hope, mountains,
Form: Rhyme

Dark, Wry

Musta woke with feelings of dread;
I bet that he thought he was dead.
Upon its unmasking,
The question I’m asking:
’Twas the ghost of white or wheat bread?


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H/T to The Ghost II by Daisy Ward

Categories: wry, halloween, silly,
Form: Limerick

Lass of a Man

The man was strong
The man was bold
Didn't listen to the rest unfold

He took in his culture, pride
He wore his kilt, with pride
Did it make him less of a man? Sigh.
Did it make a lass of the man? Wry.

Forgo these ancient thoughts
That make the thinker less of a human
Drought over their eyes 
To see a proud

Categories: wry, anti bullying, boy,
Form: Rhyme

Wry Amidst the Darkness

spry within the shadows you come
wry amidst the darkness you haunt
i care not what it is you want
why is it my soul you still taunt?

do not taint my mind with your past
you have no power over me
spew your wretched words upon death
strew yourself in its lifeless sea

i'm bloodless of inked memories
chime of childhood pain has

Categories: wry, child abuse, childhood, death,
Form: Lento

Dunderhead

So I drove the van down a walking trail,
and slid into a ditch.
The Officers with voices hale
Began the walkers to regale
With "Oh, no, he won't go to jail!"

My van was tilt at such a pitch,
We had to call a wrecker in!
No doubt they thought it quite a stitch
To think that I had scratched an itch
And

Categories: wry, humor,
Form: Rhyme