IN CELEBRATION: “BE KIND TO JEALOUS LITTLE GIRLS MONTH!” January 2019. presently a poem: “THERAPY!” etal January 24, 2019 (Thursday)
The MOST jealous little girls? Counsels they become!
They COUNSEL! Ask them questions! – and-then-let’s-suck-your-“Thumb,”
Seeking for the answers, analysing for-THE-SOLUTION,
To solve lots-of dilemmas! BUT I-STILL-WANT ABSOLUTION!
I – ABSOLUTely – need forgiveness and direction:
I NEED – to really – CLEAR ALL OF MY COMPLEXION!
I NEED – to find me – (yes-I-DO) THE BEST DARN “SLOT;”
I NEED to locate (pause) a suitable burial plot,
One where I might lie – with my jealous little girl,
And we will, perhaps – FIDDLE WITH-HER “LITTLE CURL,”
THE ONE! in the middle of OUR “forehead!”
No, of-course, I -certainly-DON’T – want-my-jealous-little-girl-dead!!!!
I JUST – WANT HER – KINDA CONTAINED,
Without her knowing it! (long pause) Then, I will have gained,
A 30-SECOND START (perhaps) in – The-Race-For-My-Life,
Running-from-HER – and MY jealousy – and all that angst and strife,
BUT!!! after 30 seconds, she’ll KNOW that “something’s UP,
And SHE’LL “RISE,” from-the-graveyard-she’s-in – running like a pup,
Until she’s grabbed my leg -(but-she-won’t-mean-to-hurt-me,
Although she’ll chew my leg right off – and-do-it- – beau-ti-f’ly!!)
She’ll eat me alive, and then she’ll apologise,
AS SHE SAVORS EACH BITE! but-will-she-recognize,
That she’s eating HERSELF!-chewing-off-her-own-leg?
I – mean -well, you’know – MAYBE I-COULD BEG,
Her – to pause for a moment and feel the pain,
She’s inflicting ON HERSELF (which is me!!) -and-others!
[“OK,” says The Therapist; “Our time’s about up – and that session was (pause) GOOD!
Please deposit your money – in the box IF YOU WOULD!
I’ll see you NEXT TIME! You’re DEFINITELY getting BETTER!”
MY COUNSELOR! SHE’S-THE-GREATEST! I’m so-glad that I met-her!] <3
“EXPECTATIONS!” a terrible poem! Expectations – are going ’round; expectations – are always found, – – – IF you can’t rid yourself of them, you’ll be UPSET; – – – if you cling TOO TIGHTLY, you’ll cry, I bet! You probably need ’em – yeah! prob’ly can’t do without! – – – BUT – EXPECTATIONS! THEY’LL MAKE YOU POUT!
MO’ FO’ “BE KIND TO JEALOUS LITTLE GIRLS MONTH!” January 2019!
“HAPPI ER!” a poem January 24, 2019 (Thursday)
ER!!!! (pause) than-I-am-right-now! (pause) I NEED A NAP – py,
‘Cause I think I’m tired, and the fatigue is forcing my MIND,
LOTS OF POEMS! RIGHT NOW!!! STOP!!
I can’t handle it! I think I’m gonna (just) POP!!
There might be: TOO MUCH HEMISPHERIC ACTIVITY;
So, SLEEP! could be the only real, “sensible” key!
PEOPLE MIGHT BE STARING – Yes! STARING – AT ME!
BUT WAIT! They’re NOT! (pause) So! Is-that- such-a-sad-pi-ty?!
They are all – (pause) just in a daze;
JEALOUS – for-what-they-can’t-have(?) in this maze?!
Wondering how they can get what they think they need,
To get their needs fulfilled NOW – to eat, sleep and breed!!
WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS CROWD?!
Are our imagined needs – like-the-bogus-“I-Cloud?”
THANK YOU – FOR OFFERING THAT N E E D E D KISS,
And – The glass of rose wine, that I DIDN’T miss,
Because I STOPPED – if but for an instant,
To LOOK-‘ROUND – and counteract the really, oh-so-distant,
State I WAS in: Jealous, Self-centered – and Wild;
THINKING I HAD FATIGUE! when my MIND was (just) jealously riled! 🙂 – Whoa!
“WHAT TO DO WITH THE NEXT DESPERATE SITUATION THAT ARISES!” a poem
It has no rhyme or reason; don’t try to figure it out!
There’s no accounting for taste(s) – But-it-has a lot of “clout,”
Because IT steers us EVER – around-&-around-&-around;
A SPINNING TOP is-the-only -metaphor that-I’ve ever found,
To demonstrate our very quaint-and-sad IMPRESS;
WE SPIN AND SPIN (and-get-so-dizzy!) – THEN, WE LAY TO RES’!
“HEART OF HEARTS!” a poem for M. January 24, 2019 (Thor’s Day)
I’m such a simple chap, with some-poetry-and-art,
To offer YOU! It is not much, but you have touched my HEART,
And – What that means, I am not sure I
Since I met-you, I’m in “a blur,” .
THINKING OF YOU ALL THE t i M e,
Penning THIS, and OTHER r h y M e,
In LOVE, and, Lord, it is so sweet;
I cast my HEART there, at your feet,
And, when you ask me WHY-I-love- Y O U, I say: “I HAVE NO CLUE!”
“Well, that’s-just-the-answer-I-needed-to-hear, ’cause-HONEY-I-love-you-too!
Then let’s suck your over