Satirical Poems
#satirical
Satirical poems use satire to ridicule vices and shortcomings. The satire genre mocks the weaknesses of individuals, governments, corporations or society itself.
A little less than AI
I just cant write today
though my head is abuzz
with words I want to say
saying them with pizzazz
my mind is writing
but my fingers are on strike
my imagination fills my dreaming
of a distant mountain hike
my thoughts turn to pie
with tasty chicken fillings
but make them, I wont lie
I am quite unwilling
my nails are done you see
and coloured dark lavender
they are so shiny and pretty
I wont ruin them ever.
though my head is abuzz
with words I want to say
saying them with pizzazz
my mind is writing
but my fingers are on strike
my imagination fills my dreaming
of a distant mountain hike
my thoughts turn to pie
with tasty chicken fillings
but make them, I wont lie
I am quite unwilling
my nails are done you see
and coloured dark lavender
they are so shiny and pretty
I wont ruin them ever.
#satirical
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Read (past tense) the Directions
To know the rhyme scheme of a sonnet
I must perhaps use Google, to find it,
then, by search, when I happen upon it,
I'll see the rhyming and then will mind it.
The English form is three stanzas of four
lines that rhyme "ABAB", then two "G's".
Each line has syllables of ten, no more
rhyming lines, C, D, E, F, in between.
The Petrachan form is beyond my scope
of what else I can stuff inside my brain.
It's overpacked now, and I cannot cope-- ...
I must perhaps use Google, to find it,
then, by search, when I happen upon it,
I'll see the rhyming and then will mind it.
The English form is three stanzas of four
lines that rhyme "ABAB", then two "G's".
Each line has syllables of ten, no more
rhyming lines, C, D, E, F, in between.
The Petrachan form is beyond my scope
of what else I can stuff inside my brain.
It's overpacked now, and I cannot cope-- ...
#satirical
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A POET'S LAMENT
i have no secrets left
everything has been surrendered -- it was all mundane and of little interest to anyone
all my catastrophes -- the hair loss, the unrequited affections, etc. -- were apparently flashes in the pan of an ordinary life,
worthy of a sympathetic nod or a little reassurance
or maybe some half-assed advice from a stranger eating a stale doughnut in a church basement
all my addictions were easily overcome
my proclivities were banal -- i said banal -- with a "b"
all my sins were venial -- the priest sighed
and i said...
everything has been surrendered -- it was all mundane and of little interest to anyone
all my catastrophes -- the hair loss, the unrequited affections, etc. -- were apparently flashes in the pan of an ordinary life,
worthy of a sympathetic nod or a little reassurance
or maybe some half-assed advice from a stranger eating a stale doughnut in a church basement
all my addictions were easily overcome
my proclivities were banal -- i said banal -- with a "b"
all my sins were venial -- the priest sighed
and i said...
#parody
#satirical
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A Voice Like Volcano
A Voice Like Volcano
There once was a woman from Khartoum
Who wanted to sing like Oum Kaltoum
She first tried soprano
It was like volcano
That Oum Kaltoum woke up from her tomb
There once was a woman from Khartoum
Who wanted to sing like Oum Kaltoum
She first tried soprano
It was like volcano
That Oum Kaltoum woke up from her tomb
#parody
#satirical
#funny
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Flying Low
The butterfly poet
Has wings
Hasn't mastered flying just yet
Having some adjustments made
By a local vet
And also aware
That i'm afraid of heights
So flying low
(Has other analogies
Don't you know!)
by Jemia
Has wings
Hasn't mastered flying just yet
Having some adjustments made
By a local vet
And also aware
That i'm afraid of heights
So flying low
(Has other analogies
Don't you know!)
by Jemia
#butterfly
#satirical
#funny
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Sweet Sixteen!
I decided to
Roll against the tide
When i once heard
Someone say
'We're not getting any younger'
So when i became fifty
Still feeling nifty
I decided from that moment on
Not to accept that old swan song
On my birthday, i remove one year of my age
Now getting younger, it's all the rage
Today is my birthday, i'm now thirty three
Now less than half the age, i would of been
And nearly halfway, to being sixteen!
by Jemia
Roll against the tide
When i once heard
Someone say
'We're not getting any younger'
So when i became fifty
Still feeling nifty
I decided from that moment on
Not to accept that old swan song
On my birthday, i remove one year of my age
Now getting younger, it's all the rage
Today is my birthday, i'm now thirty three
Now less than half the age, i would of been
And nearly halfway, to being sixteen!
by Jemia
#satirical
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#aging
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Delayed Snarky Responses to Phrases from 90's Personal Ads
You must look equally good in jeans or a ball gown
because you attend many, many balls?
Height weight proportionate
might we expect the same of you?
Drug and disease free
got something against lepers on meth?
You'll find me outdoors
outdoors is pretty big. I might not
No one ever guesses over 35
the polite response to your awkward little game is to subtract ten years. duh
I don't date gals over 40
no "gal" of any age wants to date a man who calls women "gals'
I'm intelligant
you sure?
I have green eye's ...
because you attend many, many balls?
Height weight proportionate
might we expect the same of you?
Drug and disease free
got something against lepers on meth?
You'll find me outdoors
outdoors is pretty big. I might not
No one ever guesses over 35
the polite response to your awkward little game is to subtract ten years. duh
I don't date gals over 40
no "gal" of any age wants to date a man who calls women "gals'
I'm intelligant
you sure?
I have green eye's ...
#satirical
#dating
#LookingForLove
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Imposter Syndrome
I had it as a
Man
And i now
Have it
As a post op
Trans-woman
Thus perhaps proving
If proof is required
That
I'm actually
An alien
Hermaphrodite!
by Jemia
Man
And i now
Have it
As a post op
Trans-woman
Thus perhaps proving
If proof is required
That
I'm actually
An alien
Hermaphrodite!
by Jemia
#satirical
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeChangingMoment
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeChangingMoment
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Smoken
I was awoken
To Woken
Not a word
Was spoken
Of a broken token
Evoking
Steaming
Not smoken
Fear ye not
I was only joken
Twas the affect
Of this strange witches brew
A cider
That looked like glue
Called 'Woken'
Or perhaps due
To something
That had been smoken?
by Jemia
To Woken
Not a word
Was spoken
Of a broken token
Evoking
Steaming
Not smoken
Fear ye not
I was only joken
Twas the affect
Of this strange witches brew
A cider
That looked like glue
Called 'Woken'
Or perhaps due
To something
That had been smoken?
by Jemia
#satirical
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter #surreal
#LifeAsAWriter #surreal
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Softly Swooning Under The Touch, The Need Of The Sorcerer

#moon
#Halloween
#satirical
#sensual
#passion
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The Battle Of Waterloo In Rye!
On Tuesday of this week
I spent a few hours
In a community toilet
Drinking
And chatting
No cublcles
Everyone
Was either seated
Or standing
I noticed before leaving
That a group of people
Were about to start playing Cribbage
And it crossed my mind
That this maybe
A raised eye, or two
Within this community loo
If someone declared
One for their nob
Thankfully
This public convenience
Had been conveniently converted
Into a micro bar
Bizarre!
My drink cost me
Four hundred, and...
I spent a few hours
In a community toilet
Drinking
And chatting
No cublcles
Everyone
Was either seated
Or standing
I noticed before leaving
That a group of people
Were about to start playing Cribbage
And it crossed my mind
That this maybe
A raised eye, or two
Within this community loo
If someone declared
One for their nob
Thankfully
This public convenience
Had been conveniently converted
Into a micro bar
Bizarre!
My drink cost me
Four hundred, and...
#satirical
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter #surreal
#LifeAsAWriter #surreal
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inebruated poetic memories
today i went to Rye, a trip down memory lane, and remembering the insanity of my youth! of being in the Gun Gardens, and tripping, and fearing a monkey puzzle tree!!!! and the community centre, where as a teenager i boogied the night away, and declaredf as the official joint roller of the local bikers, they even swupplied me with a leather jacket, and the occasional use of a 125 thingy!!!! all this was loke 45-50 years ago, so surreal, and tjhat with bumping into an ex girlfriend from my mid teens, and meeting her 30 year old daughter, wasw equally surreal, and today meeting an ex sister in...
#alcohol
#parody
#satirical
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
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