Bellied Poems - Poems about Bellied

plink, plink, water in the sink sinks slowly into budding suds torturing the pans and fork tines who want cascade - show on the road plink, plop, hands over ears, now stop but slowly the spatter of drops like the slow go of a rain storm keep habitating, repeating their ear-splitting, liver-bellied bullying of the spoons and cups the apron-covered giant turned off the faucet, threw...

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Imagine ... our continental divide, seen by nose lengthers who are not sharp-eyed. The Yellow-Bellied Marmots, host the most, from the northernmost down off the west coast. There are six varieties of marmots that live in the area, and what parts them from the other five marmot species are that they are polygamous? Unease males, penance ... more than one mother-in-law. They're gamey, thought...

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Fat bellied man It seems we have a Miss Under Standing What you huntin? Nothin in here for you The safe is bare How dare You Not Be aware that I was inclined To go out and dine Dressed to the nines The corner fish fry was nice just a bit of advic I don’t do tartar Only tar-tare I thought you understood The rules of this game Those steam-sealed pockets I don’t choose to purposely inflame But Everything...

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** It was a lovely spring day. The sun greeted me with a smile. ...

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A Shadorma Pot-bellied, wizened old oak sage; resting in silent woods. Each swollen arthritic joint tells a magic tale. Within dark knotholes of blackness, lie secrets; songs only sung when the woods are silent; echoes of the past. You don’t think that I hear your voice, when I walk through the woods. Wild ferns tickle your fancy; make you talk in sleep. I heard a squirrel mocking you on Sunday; while searching for a nut, beneath...

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Dad had threatened for some time, to reclaim the land behind the shed, where rubbish over many years, had stockpiled but now instead of being easy to be shifted, blackberries, docks and thistles grow, entwining history of ours… and you know we didn’t know. Mum cracked the whip one Sunday, handing out the different tools for us to shovel, fork,...

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This is a poem I wrote for the Crazy Christmas Carol member contest. It is in reference to Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer. Hope you have some laughs! Santa The Fat-Bellied Stranger You know Batman and Robin and Shakespeare and Poe Oprah and Elvis And Monet and Van Gogh But do you recall The most famous person of all? Santa the fat-bellied stranger (stranger) Had a...

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