Best Down In The Mouth Poems
BLUE BY YOU
What’s Blue by me?
Butterfly wings,
the Blue Moth in flight,
stilettos, suede shoes,
for dancing at night.
Moonbows and rainbows,
in the spectrum of blue,
the eyes of your love,
when he’s laughing at you!
Purple Lupine, Periwinkle,
and Violets can’t be!
Forget-me-nots, Bluebells,
are true bluer to me.
Oceans, rivers,
blue lagoons in the day,
on a raft or a sailboat,
to blue Half Moon Bay.
Lapis, sapphires,
oyster shells from Cape Cod,
Bettas and Dolphins,
are deep blue in a pod.
Blue Willow, blue Fenton,
Blue Delft on their stems,
Cobalt blue glasses,
for wine with your friends.
You’re singing the Blues,
when your down in the mouth,
your blue in a mood,
if your spirits go south.
Blueberry muffins,
blue cheese, and blue crab,
and blueberry buckle,
that’ll run up your tab.
A Blue Footed Booby,
who’s feet look too cold,
a Bluebird, and Bluejay,
whose terribly bold.
Something blue for a wedding,
sing alone with this moon,
“working blue” in a gig,
when a blue moon’s not soon!
Blue bloods are said,
to be noble within,
but the silver in spoons
made them blue in their skin.
Blue dragons and Smurfs
and a painted Blue Boy,
stuffed hippos, and Eeyores,
are gifts of great joy.
We can’t forget,
those blue denim jeans,
we lay down, to zip up,
unless we are lean.
Baby and Navy,
and Cornflower blue,
Steel and Teal,
they’re vivid too.
Royal with Azure,
they share a bright blue,
Sky and Powder,
are softer in hue,
Electric and Space,
or a Midnight milieu,
these are my colors,
now what’s blue by you.
-Edlynn Nau
©April 12, 2019
Took a cruise down a river of booze.
Pissed my pants and filled my shoes.
Now it's time to clean it up.
Take a shower and drink a cup.
The fever caused my nerves to shake.
I had to leave her, it just didn't take.
That restless feeling wouldn't rest.
So now I hope it's for the best.
The wheels are rolling slow and steady.
I turned left and then saw Betty.
Drove a ways and heard this plinking.
Turn signal stuck and still was blinking.
I took the hint and headed south.
Now I look down in the mouth.
Jumped a freighter for the coast.
Sent my regards back in the post.
Now I'm sittin' on the pier.
Wonderin' where to go from here.
Borrowed a boat without the keys.
It's dangerous doing what you please.
Gas ran out and I hit a reef.
Sprung a leak, nothing but grief.
I bailed out as it was sinking.
That's the way it goes with mindless thinking.
Wherever you go, don't forget
Bring your own sunshine along
To brighten up the path you travel
Singing a happiness song
It's certainly possible, look at me
Can't wipe this smile from my face
Mona Lisa can't hold a candle to Jacko
Brightening the darkest place
Am I happy with my life so far
Bet yer sweet bippie I am
Was never much of a complainer ever
Or a down-in-the-mouth type man
So wherever you go, don't forget
Give everyone your big high fives
Never leave home without your sunshine
You'll brighten up so many lives
© Jack Ellison 2015
Have you ever heard of Miss Lolly Palooza
Lolly's a sweet young thing
You'll never see her when the temperature's frigid
She emerges at the first sign of spring
Sometimes a robin will try getting here first
It's an age old friendly contest
To see who's gonna be the one to announce
Old man winter is finally at rest
Miss Lolly Palooza is the lady we wait for
With bated breath every year
Bringing us fields of lovely spring flowers
But she also brings rain I fear
With every drop of rain that comes down
A flower raises it's pretty head
Spring's not the time to be down in the mouth
We should all be happy instead
So Miss Lolly Palooza has returned once more
Welcome her with open arms
She can only stay for a very short while
Then disappears with her charms
© Jack Ellison 2013
Year Fifty Two
Oh what a glorious day it is
And happy birthday to you I say
Fifty two wonderful years for you
And many more you’ll have I pray
Don’t look so down in the mouth
And pout about getting so old
Be glad you’ve lasted this long I say
Many more stories you have to be told
There are so many you have that care
And these things you need to know
Why look at all the things you’ve done
And the love and kindness to all you show
There are the boys in your life of course
Sometimes they don’t show you enough
But just below their nonchalance
Is so much care and love and stuff
And then of course there is me
The me you just cannot do without
You know that I care and you care too
So just never worry or have any doubt
So happy, happy birthday!!
And say hello to fifty two
It is just another year you know
And it is a great time waiting for you!!
October 8th, 2015
Connie Moore
Ill winds are blowing, things are turning south
It's a sign of the new order, we're all down in the mouth
But there's bright days ahead
Not yet ready for a deathbed
Next election, we'll surely be cleaning house
They keep telling me time is on my side.
But I'm not sure that time can stem the tide.
When things begin to go down south.
And life leaves you down in the mouth.
All I know is to run and hide.
And with the passing of the days.
Life can change so many ways.
And youth will go by in a blink.
Leaving no more time to think.
And there you stand left in a daze.
Love and money disappear spent without a care.
Then you wake up all alone with nobody there.
Flat broke busted, riding on the spare.
Not a dime to give away to appease dispair.
Time's not coming to someone that's not there.
Down on my knee's and begging please.
For God to blow a gentle breeze.
To take away all of the dust.
Of all the years I did not trust.
But still it's still up in the trees.
Wherever you go, don't forget
Bring your own sunshine along
To brighten up the path you travel
Singing a happiness song
It's certainly possible, look at me
Can't wipe this smile from my face
Mona Lisa can't hold a candle to Jacko
Brightening the darkest place
Am I happy with my life so far
Bet yer sweet bippie I am
Was never much of a complainer ever
Or a down-in-the-mouth type man
So wherever you go, don't forget
Give everyone your big high fives
Never leave home without your sunshine
You'll brighten up so many lives
© Jack Ellison 2012
What can I say
It's not my best day
They come along once in a while
It's not a big deal
It's normal to feel
Overwhelmed and unable to smile
The stress' of life
With everyday strife
Can sure get you down in the mouth
Think of the good things
That make your heart sing
Like an extended vacation down south
It's always your call
You're in charge of it all
No excuses, no apologies, no jive talk
Grab hold of the reigns
And always remain
The person in charge round the clock
I may sound naive
But this thought I will leave
Feeling better getting things off my chest
Must thank all you guys
For support you provide
This P-Soup is the absolute best
© Jack Ellison 2013
Just because others are down in the mouth
Don't let it affect you, be a big strong mouse
Lead by example
Don't get trampled
Show 'em how to grin and the fires to douse
Wherever you go, don't forget
Bring your own sunshine along
To brighten up the path you travel
Singing a happiness song
It's certainly possible, look at me
Can't wipe this smile from my face
Mona Lisa can't hold a candle to Jacko
Brightening the darkest place
Am I happy with my life so far
Bet yer sweet bippie I am
Was never much of a complainer ever
Or a down-in-the-mouth type man
So wherever you go, don't forget
Give everyone a big high five
Never leave home without your sunshine
You'll brighten up so many lives
Dawn was grey,
He was sitting in a dark aisle,
Steel was cold,
His nerves were giving away their hold.
And then he heard,
A cry of delight,
He saw sunshine.
She was bright ,
Brighter than daylight,
Wrapped in pink and white.
She held his hand,
Moulding her fingers around,
And he promised,
"I will never let you be down in the mouth",
Time blazed,
Winds fluttered by,
Now she was eleven,
Sitting on swings high.
She have got little friends
And he thinks they are all errands,
They always make her cry.
So she came to him,
Blowing her nose,
"Why this world so unfair,
Why everyone's so cold".
"Hey young lady ,
This is what world is ,
Filled with happiness and miseries,
Still pristine as it is".
She cried and cried,
Ran around,
Huddled in a corner,
Till he reached out.
And then he slipped,
A book ,
Half ripped,
"People" its pronounced.
"It will guide you through the world
Show its colors
Rainbows
With black and whites".
He shined.
It traveled through the world with me,
Crossed many huddled maze,
I carry it with me,
In my memories haze.
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Not Enough Money for the Month
By Elton Camp
Many old folks thought they were secure
And could enjoy life in old age for sure
But when their portfolios went south
Found themselves down in the mouth
Even the money they struggled to save
Only a very tiny amount of interest gave
Rising medical costs and medicine bills
Only added to their many financial ills
So desperately-needed money to earn
Back to work some have had to return
The jobs they find are mainly low-paying
“Welcome to Wal-Mart” many are saying
No matter how much their feet may ache
To fail to smile and speak is a mistake
To continue to keep a roof over their head
Old people must work until they’re dead
Two daughters they had – Happy and Sad.
They had other names, but this is what we neighbors noticed.
And it is what we called them.
Happy was always laughing, smiling, joking, playing.
She was upbeat, positive, excited about life.
She was a terrific guest. We all liked having her around.
Sad got dragged to our houses sometimes by her parents.
She was down in the mouth, and in the mind.
Everything was worst scenario, and she had a bunch of them.
When Sad arrived, the party began to implode.
You have heard of the term wet blanket?
This was more like bringing a crashing meteorite of gloom and doom.
Happy went to college, which means the family stopped going to parties.
We did not see much of them, but this meant seeing less of Sad.
Which was a good thing.
The night before Thanksgiving we were all ready to welcome Happy home.
She was late – several hours. Some of us wandered back home with our signs.
Happy had been killed after her car slid on black ice.
Sad was even more sad now, which I would have not thought possible.
Reindeer racks, huffing and chuffing - smokestacks
longing, like huskies, to run with shining
red sleigh. Commercials over, indicates
to Nick, in his hip black and red plaid, matching
fur-rimmed hat, pom-pom and whiskers, “Let’s go!”
Colorado Reinbeer to the rescue. The swagger
and lift of spirited gifts to neighbors.
Santa moves with the covid times, to cheer
up the down in the mouth, even the kids
with suds of their own - root or birch beer floats.
Sleigh bells and holiday harnesses play
in the steep mountain snow with “Ho! ho! ho!”
11/28/2020
Loosely based on a segment I saw on the news.