My First Humor Poem.... by Ace Clark

I posted this in the poetry group as well. I know it is random and somewhat predictable, so let me know what you think. I think the age range is children, so...
Thanks for reading!
-Ace
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My First Humor Poem...
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So I must write a poem... okay, here goes...

Well, it may take me a while, since this is sort of pressuring.

Sometimes I sing weird songs to remember a certain thing.

Oh good grief, did I just make a ryhme?

Oh no I just spelled that word wrong on my own time!

Maybe this poetry stuff isn't all that hard,

I just have to write and it's already sounding like a Hallmark greeting card.

Hallmark still makes cards, right?

I don't remember because now they make stuff that's outta sight.

Like stuffed toys that sing freakishly,

Or ones that just dance that need batteries frequently.

Okay, I think it's cheating to use "ly" adverbs...

Perhaps I should start using that program, what's it called, Blurbs?

Yes, I only said that so I could keep rhyming,

But Blurbs is something that has to keep it's timing.

I can't spell ryhme, it's a really tricky word for me,

Just like food, and dog, cat, and just kidding, HE HE.

I like writing, and I like putting down words,

Nobody but people online really like my absurds.

I know I catagorized this as "Spiritual", and I promise you it will be,

Because don't you know that everything we do is spirited to you and me?

With every move we make,

and every step we take,

We do everything for His sake,

and it's up to us to stay awake.

WOW, my poetry as improved in such little time,

although it is still such a weak rhyme.

I think I should Google the spelling for ryhme,

Or I could just leave it as is so you'll have a real annoyed time.

Haha, you're face looks funny when you stare at this screen,

No, I'm kidding, that's not what I mean.

I mean you look weird as you gaze at these letters,

Just like it's weird when you wear fake leathers.

My favorite days, if you don't mind I'm changing the subject, is when it rains,

It cleans the air and cleanses human pains.

The water drips and drops and gives you the true meaning of "weather",

Although really the drip drops are as light as a feather.

The best time of year is the winter and fall,

When tree branches grow bare like the stationary store in the mall.

It's hard to tell sometimes when one is lying to you,

Especially cows since all they saw is MOO.

What would you do if you couldn't sing?

I mean, wouldn't you have to just make a bell ring?

If a piano played, would you hear the notes?

Would you hear the way a cricket croaks?

If you were tone-deaf, then how would you feel...

when you joined a choir and sounded vaguely like a dying seal?

You might feel sad, and a little bit mad,

But you might just be a teeny bit glad.

'Cause if you couldn't sing,

And you wouldn't ring,

Then you'd have to have a wing,

like an angel that can sing!

The leaves are falling to the ground,

The wind is the only one besides I, who is around.

Feeling alone is not so upsetting,

There's no moping about in-opportunities or regretting.

This poem had become long, has it not?

I fear continuing is something I should not.

But here I go, writing just one more verse,

I shall tell you now... to read this in reverse.

I think that was my first ever stream-of-consciousness poem. It was cute, but a little disorganized. Poetry is about more than just rhyming words. It's about making words flow. You have to pay attention to line lengths, and sometimes even numbers of syllables per line. Poetry's hard. That's why I prefer narrative fiction. If that was your first poem, it wasn't bad for a first attempt. It was cute, and kind of Dr Suess-y at times. It just needed more organization.

Thanks for reading Shea.
No, this wasn't my first ever poem, it was just the first ever poem that I wrote in five minutes. I was on a different site and couldn't think of anything to write, so I just started jotting this odd poem. I know it is really bad. I guess I just wanted to hear that from somebody else! Plus, this site is kinda not very active, and I wanted to post some new stuff...
So, again, thanks for reading and giving me your feedback!
-Ace

No problem, Ace. And don't feel too bad. Not all my poems are good. Some are rather dreadful. You're right about this site not being very active, so I appreciate your posting on it. I'm still waiting for Stephanie to read chapter II of Shadowman. She begged for more. I'd like to post chapter III so you can read that one. Sometimes it feels like this is the Ace and Shea show. I hope more get actively involved here. So yeah go ahead and post whatever, even if it's not that good. I'll do that same.

Ace: Maybe it's me but I liked the poem - It was not bad at all. I a a novice at the word flow and structure of it all though. Still, it was good and please keep posting!

Shea: I am with you, I hope more people get involved. I am thinking, right after the holidays?!

Shea,
Yeah, I have noticed that it is just you and I in the critique corner. I have a few other pieces that I wrote a while back that I can maybe post. They probably aren't good, but as you said, at least it's something different to read...

Stephanie, (you are the admin right?)
I'm thinking the same thing. Even right now with Christmas Eve being tomorrow I don't have much time to write. So, instead of writing I somehow find the time to come on here!
Good luck with more activity! I will advertise for you around the www. Maybe send a couple e-mails or something.

I know its slow going now but I hope to have more group participation soon. The holidays I am sure took people away. Please continue to add your poems and stories! ) People will catch on what this place is for. lol