Laughter Poems
Lot's Wife
by Wislawa Szymborska
They say I looked back out of curiosity.
But I could have had other reasons.
I looked back mourning my silver bowl.
Carelessly, while tying my sandal strap.
So I wouldn't have to keep staring at the righteous nape
of my husband Lot's neck.
From the sudden conviction that if I dropped dead
he wouldn't so much as hesitate.
From the disobedience of the meek.
Checking for pursuers.
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1914 V: The Soldier
by Rupert Brooke
If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
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The Only Child
by Katharine Tynan
Lest he miss other children, lo!
His angel is his playfellow.
A riotous angel two years old,
With wings of rose and curls of gold.
There on the nursery floor together
They play when it is rainy weather,
Building brick castles with much pain,
Only to knock them down again.
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Still
by Wislawa Szymborska
In sealed box cars travel
names across the land,
and how far they will travel so,
and will they ever get out,
don't ask, I won't say, I don't know.
The name Nathan strikes fist against wall,
the name Isaac, demented, sings,
the name Sarah calls out for water for
the name Aaron that's dying of thirst.
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Euphoria
by Sharon Morgan
It’s like being on the cusp of victory
The finishing line is clearly within your grasp
The path is clear and ever bright
Ahead of you, there is no one in sight
Intense excitement is building at every second
Convinced that you will win
This elated feeling of happiness
Is rising from within
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The Mystery of Laughters
by Peter Dr Lim
Laughter-
how many types
can you spot
and explain
how and why
each is different?
Euphoria
by Sharon Morgan
It’s like being on the cusp of victory
The finishing line is clearly within your grasp
The path is clear and ever bright
Ahead of you, there is no one in sight
Intense excitement is building at every second
Convinced that you will win
This elated feeling of happiness
Is rising from within
......
It wasn't me!
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
Every time I do a smell
I think it's cool, somehow just swell,
I turn around and look to see
If they caught on it was me.
I cast a frown and act confused
For all to know I'm quite bemused,
I quickly learned this is the key
To then bleat out...it wasn't me!
I feign a gaze of sad and hurt
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The Color of Laughter
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was in a love affair with art, which had lasted for most of my life,
As beauty graces bush tree and field, whenever hued blossoms are rife.
I started painting at a young age, and had actually sold quite a few,
And had held an exhibition, like the plum sunsets sometimes we knew!
While many considered me a success, something vital was yet lacking,
As a quest for sunshine gold, unerringly sends chill winter packing.
Being something of a perfectionist, I wanted my works to look alive,
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Always and Forever
by Raina Hutchins
I wonder if the day will dawn
That I will wake to find
My life is not revolving round
The world I left behind
The days turned into months
And now the months have grown to years
But still the thought of you
Can turn my laughter into tears
We’d found a love so special
But we lost it all somehow
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