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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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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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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Home
by Mary Daly
Home is such a little word,
Which covers such a lot,
From the old man in his easy chair,
To the baby in his cot.
It doesn't have to be a place,
Of antiques, gold or splendor,
Just a simple little cottage,
Full of joy, and truth, and candour.
Where from understanding parents,
You learn, the right from wrong.
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When I Think Of You
by Shireen Dianne
When I think of you,
I feel the rainbow against the
grey and purple sky,
I feel the bright and shiny
twinkling stars up so high,
I feel the soft clouds
wondering above the sea,
I feel the sweet coolness
of the mid-winter breeze,
I feel the morning mist
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Mary
by Everleigh Blackburn
In a meadow of wildflowers she dances,
Graceful and free, her spirit entrances.
Mary, a girl with eyes like the sky,
Her laughter was like a gentle lullaby.
She twirls and spins in the golden sunlight,
A vision of beauty, a pure delight.
Her heart is kind, her soul is pure,
In her presence, all troubles disappear.
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Playful (A day in the life of a child)
by Sharon Morgan
Laughing, skipping, jumping, jesting,
Frolicking, rolling, no time for resting
Prodding, poking, running, racing
Pulling faces, grabbing, chasing.
Dancing, prancing, giggling, teasing
Sprinting, trotting breathless, wheezing
Sitting, resting, laying sleeping
Until tomorrow’s alarm is bleeping.
A Beautiful Little Fool
by Christen Kuikoua
In her smile, my heart takes flight, making me a beautiful little fool.
Since she stepped into my life, everything's rewritten, everything's cool.
Her presence, a gift that transforms mundane into a sweet surprise,
Turning ordinary days into moments that money can't buy.
With every curve of her lips, my world's painted in hues so bright,
I find myself dancing through days and dreaming through the night.
Her laughter, a melody that plays in the background of my days,
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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
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