The Big Top is on fireAs the Ringmaster runs amuckTrying to convince the crowdThat he's not a schmuck He yells and calls and screams and kicks,Gesticulating wildly,Insisting anything gone wrongShould all be taken mildly He's not responsible for mayhemed thingsHap'ning under the gazeOf his podium in center ringAnd the Big Top all ablaze The monkeys... Continue Reading →
Clingy Speedbumps ~ Really Bad Poetry
just as a bicycle rider lifts his rump off the seat when he sees a bump ahead so as not to hate himself later so did she pull back when she sensed he was about to throw himself in front of her like a clingy speedbump who just didn't know how to let it ride
His Voice ~ Really Bad Poetry
his voice carried through the bar with a huskiness that was ruff enough to pull a dogsled
Her Eyes ~ Really Bad Poetry
her eyes smoldered dark and heavy like the smoldering blackness of coal miner's lungs after 50 years below ground
Mitch the Toast ~ Really Bad Poetry
mitch was for all intents and purposes toast not the buttery kind that calms an upset stomach or angry toddler not the peanutty kind that always falls face down because kids always drop it not the kind that has jam or honey and that is served with tea but not the posh high kind of... Continue Reading →
Creative Constipation
The words! -they are eluding me Traveling to places I can't see It's maddening to know they're near Singing songs I cannot hear The delicate flavors go to waste With gourmet things I cannot taste My body senses -oh! so much And yet their words I cannot touch While wafting on the breeze I smell... Continue Reading →
A Good Time ~ Really Amusing Poetry
They looked at one another Up at the mountain And down at The bottle of tequila on the bar And they knew Just because It was a bad idea Didn't mean It wouldn't be a good time However The same logic Would make them rue Their choices Later that night Disclaimer: Any resemblance to stories... Continue Reading →
Love Is ~ Really Bad Poetry
Falling in love Is like Losing someone you know In one of those really big superstores Like Costco or Ikea Where you're running around Looking down every aisle At every sample station When in reality They're probably Right behind you the whole time Or on the other side of the store Doing the exact same... Continue Reading →
His Eyes ~ Really Bad Poetry
His eyes were like two Hazel circles with big black Dots in the middle Haiku
Eye Catching ~ Really Bad Poetry
She was lovely And just like those Pointy hook latches That used to hang on Screen doors When we were young Those hooks That would fly up when The door was banged open again She was perfect and Perfectly eye catching
the kintsukuroi life 