The Uncool Kitchen
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
My kitchen is a clone of me,
and at its very heart
hums one cold, stainless giant,
covered in graffiti art.
Funny Poems
Some ask why I’m allowing these funny poems to roam the internet at will, and the answer is simple. Like all good poems, they need an audience…and we’re glad you’ve applied for the job! So buckle up, enjoy the ride, and sample funny poems that range from silly to smart alecky, from tender to tongue-in-cheek. You’re sure to find something you like and go home with a smile. Need something funny for children specifically? Try the Children’s Poems category.(Just request permission by email and include full copyright information on all copies. For internet use, please link back to the poem on this site.)
FINDING THE POEM YOU WANT: As you scroll through this section, simply read each snippet sample (usually the first four lines) to get a feel for the poem. When you find something you like, click “CONTINUE READING” to view the entire poem.
A Postcard Wave (from Sue to Dave)
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
Just jotting down a word or two
to let you know that I love you
and need you, too, if truth were told.
(The bathroom grout is sprouting mold.)
The Crybaby
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
Oh how loudly, oh how clearly
we can hear you blow your top.
Baby boy, we love you dearly,
but this screaming has to stop!
Election Reflection
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
Donald J. Trump,
too often a chump.
Both his hair and his skin
are a trifle too thin.
13 Wishes
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
Plant me beside a mountain spring.
Don’t let the stinging nettles sting.
Lift fallen birds into their trees.
Preserve the ailing honey bees.
Blue Elephant
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
What is this creature on my chest?
Blue elephant has come to nest.
My lungs are smashed; my heart is crushed.
My whole, wide world in blue is brushed.
rusty
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Jouni Rajala on Unsplash
i cannot write
it’s all gone wrong
my words elude me
like a song
that i’ve sung
many times before
and yet recall
the tune no more
The Humble Pundit
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
The world does not depend on me, I know.
I am no expert here, no talking head.
My currents drive no universal flow.
Wisdom will not go missing when I’m dead.