Laughter Poems - Poems about Laughter

It was a perfect day, a sunny golden day. I felt the gentle sweep of easy breezes, the music of the wind. It was my daily stroll around the neighborhood, my daily clarity. It was there, and then I beheld the cat, the leashed Siamese cat, prowling and smelling. A man clutched this leash, seeming absorbed, seeming preoccupied by cat rubbing and sniffing, cat...

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I'm a Ghetto clown, a fool for the cash/ Juggling dreams while the world does a dash/ If laughter's a crime, then call me a crook/ I'll steal your frown with a single look/ They call me a lamb, said, Take the fall/ But I laughed so hard, I shook the hall/ Crucify me? Sure, but here's the thing/ I'll go out...

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Opa John The caboose sits red—its iron spine cradles the earth like Atlas rails stretching into nowhere. The stream murmurs softly its voice threading through Ellie’s laughter like silver wire "Do you see it?" I ask her my voice a splintered cello "The train, Ellie—the one that carries us westward past the edge of the world where Cronus grinds his teeth and...

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he doesn’t need to see the world to understand it the rhythm of the streets tells him everything he needs to know he feels the sun not through his eyes but in the warmth on his skin the way the morning air shifts when the day begins his fingers dance across the keys or the strings or the frets like he’s tracing the face of something...

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When Aarohi smiles the whole world brightens. Her face lights up like the first morning sun breaking through clouds. Her cooing sounds softer than whispers, gentler than rain on summer leaves, weave stories only hearts can hear. I watch her laugh and time stands still. The universe pauses, breathless, to listen. In those eyes I see everything that matters: innocence, wonder, the pure joy of being. Her smile heals what words cannot. Her coos remind us of the...

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Just as you did yesteryear I wish I could cut you out I now know a life without You doesn't go into high gear I gnawed your flesh away While you demanded a refund On my life it had me stunned Not your angel you say Well my thousand eyes opened To see i came from marred flesh So why expect my hide to be...

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Favorite Laughter The Reason: IT'S So Selfish Is Because: IT'S The Ultimate JOY. You Don't Have to: AGREE Your Thoughts Are: FREE. *** ALWAYS. -Gray Squirrel 03-21-2025 ...

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My fear and laughter Both always so unwanted At most awkward times ...

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From George’s Creek to Holly Lawn, A journey, a montage of life, Where laughter and tears, Juxtaposed in moments of reflection, Of family triumphs and imperfections. Oh time, moving imperceptibly, keeper of the ages, A bridge, a pendulum, an hourglass, A fingerprint pressed upon its pages. Gentle voices of merriment like a vapor going out and up, A longing for those moments, another sip...

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Laughter is sunshine That removes winter color From people's faces....

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We climbed the hills, the sky so wide, With every step, our hearts did glide. The morning light kissed mountain streams, As we sipped our coffee, chasing dreams. Then water flooded, unexpected, fast, Yet side by side, we made it last. Together, laughter through the mess, In every...

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I’m bringing back an old memory because with my internal American flag flying at half-staff I could use a little humility…and I certainly could use a laugh: It was the day a lady…after staring…walked up to me in a store… and said, “You look just like my”….then she stopped to stare some more. As she paused to evaluate every...

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“With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come” From The Merchant of Venice by Shakespeare I enjoy the mirth I like the laughter I can do without the old wrinkles! ...

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In the quiet moments of life's embrace, When shadows linger, leaving a trace, Healing whispers softly in the night, Guided by faith, an endless light. With every wound and scar we bear, Hope arises from whispered prayer. Faith's gentle touch, a soothing balm, Restores our spirit, brings us calm. Laughter dances in our hearts, A spark of joy that never departs. In times of sorrow,...

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sin is boring- how playful is God in His love ...

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