Poems & Words (intersection of tags)
22 Poems posts • 377 Words posts • 18 in common
- Reimjedesilbeinjederzeile: rhyming every syllable in each line While putting away laundry, I tweaked my right knee, prompting me to lie down and think of this poem: Popped right gone knee, stopped night laundry — Matt Maldre (@mattmaldre) February 13, 2014 At first I was thinking about how…
- “Forgot your hat” poemWhat happens when you forget your hat at a friend’s place? I left my hat at at Bible Study last night. My friend Chris texted me, “U forgot ur hat” Hat is such a fun rhyming word (as Dr. Seuss…
- Birds have invisible flying cars Birds have cars. Flying cars. They are invisible flying cars. We just can’t see their cars. but that’s how birds can fly. Yup. Birds leave their invisible cars parked around everywhere. They just hop into one and fly off. They…
- the yeah but but yeah poem Here’s a fun poem: yeah but but yeah
- IDEA: One poetry line a day from a twitter accountA friend recently posted on her facebook status, “Goodnight moon… please children, scootch closer.” That’s really neat. I like thoughtful, short, simple poetic quotes. It would be cool if there was a twitter account that posted just one interesting poetic…
- The world’s best two-line poem ever A fun two-line poem: ============= no delete co plete ============= yes! It rhymes and it forces you to complete the poem in your mind. You have to add the m. See! The m, it’s missing, but your mind adds it.…
- POEM: Walking in the snow of the cosmosOH HOW I LOVE WALKING IN THE SNOW! The cashier at Walgreens doesn’t think so, “All that cold makes me wanna die, y’know?” I encouraged her, “you need some good boots to go. They empower you to be oh so…
- My niece’s first steps happened during the Olympics My niece took her first steps yesterday! Here’s a poem I wrote for her to commemorate this event: During the 2008 Olympics Livvy started her walking kicks Olivia so full of pep, took three small steps! With those three paces,…
- The Overpass Poem: Nice for cars, not for pedastrians Ironicsans has an interesting blog post about how overpasses are so handy, yet so forgotten. “Crossing over just a few lanes of traffic, they are simultaneously bridge and tunnel. We pass them and immediately forget about them. They are the…
- Poem to Chicago’s Pigeon Man, Joseph Zeman(photo courtesy Chicago Tribune) Oh Pigeon Man of Lincoln Square, With fire hydrant as your chair, You fed the pigeons with such care. You even let them sit in your hair! In 2007 a Chevrolet Geo van Struck Mr. Joseph…
- Walking around inside the elevator Here’s something to try maybe later. while inside descending elevator: Walk in circles going clockwise. This is something I highly advise. For while you on the descend and walking round-n-round my friend, the qualities you quite imbue Is like you…
- quiet closet poem The empty coat closet at work, no jackets inside do lurk. All is quiet and still, Nothing moving notta nill. I hang my coat off to the side, setting over any jacket pride. Don’t want it to get in the…
- loud fire truck horn capable of disintegration The following poem was inspired by the super loud firetruck horn that just blew down on Michigan Avenue. I’m up on the 14th floor and it was quite loud from up here. The horn musta been so loud that it…
- A Poem For the Joy of Your Feet Such sheer joy should not be allowed. My feet are wrapped in essence of cloud. Walking along pleased and proud, A new pair of socks they were endowed.
- Pigeons–maybe they aren’t all that bad After many, many, many, many, many posts on anti-pigeons, maybe they aren’t all that bad. They are tough survivers and add a non-human element to urban areas. They do have nice different colors. And they do walk in a funky…
- poem for the sticky tangerine My hands used to be clean, but then this tangerine became a juiceball machine and destroyer of all hygiene. Once so tasty and juicy, now just messy and goosey. It’s all over the freakin place on my nose ears and…
- Poem for the neglected elevator Oh neglected elevator smells of dead alligator. Graphitti scrawled on the wall looking like a urinal stall. Inside we stand so nervous did the elevator just go out of service? Will someone please lend a hand for this elevator that…
- bird poop tuesdaysToday, I was innocently standing at the train station when a stealth pigeon pooped all over my shoulder and arm. Last tuesday, I got bird poop on my back at McDonalds. It seems that Tuesdays are now my bird poop…
