Best Midriff Poems

Davy Jones: Do you fear… death? Do you fear that dark abyss? All your deeds laid bare, all your sins punished?

                —Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest 2006

ALONE IN...

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It was a dangerous mix of midriff and moons.
A nude goddess was riding a tiger.
Moralization. I will not allow my peaks to

fail me. I was running on the road to salvation.
It cuts across the flames, then the zilch,
poised for becoming a rag-picker.

The pseudo-lies were half-truths....

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We photographed this shoot
Against frosted glass
In the shape of hearts
That captured her class

Her long blond hair
Catches the light
Her curvaceous shape
Delights

Peachy skin
Immaculate pose
She looks
My love for her grows

White silk robe
In midriff drape
This vista, my view
I am left agape

Our shoot closes
The applause we take
As i turn to...

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Stomach,  rounded like an inflated balloon 
With jerking pain that strikes harmoniously 
Pangs of pain round the waist 
Orbiting the midriff 
Round and round like the sun moves round the earth 
The pain signaling the arrival of a new soul 
The pain signaling the...

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The queen of birds Sari dear lived in the mango tree
                     I asked her to come down and take a saree from me
  ...

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Take a second look at me, for beneath this midriff flab
and balding pate and wrinkly skin you'll find a science lab.
And though all may seem quiet, it may come as quite a shock
to find there are experiments going on around the clock.
Take off my shirt...

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Sometimes studying the mirror I'm overcome with chagrin
Feeling disappointed by this shell I'm dwelling in.
With my slightly too thick midriff there above my underwear,
I'm more the rotund apple than alluring luscious pear,
Making ludicrous comparisons to girls with waspy waists,
And my nose, Lord, Pinocchio's, upon my...

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On this day 40 years ago in 1978 my mother, Jacqueline Anne Trestrail, left this world after a relatively short battle with cancer - she was 46. Jimmy Carter was President and Annie Hall won best picture at the Oscars that year. I mark the...

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Night bring terrible memories,
shadows of yesteryears,
it takes my breath away
in fears, anguish and hell.
An ugly wolf runs after me
as I slither in the mud
heart beats burst my chest with pains.
Please take away those forces
that rumble in my midriff
driving me crazy with dread.
I cannot cry, I...

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One week more, and it is summertime.
Done will be sweet spring, but in the sky
Sun climbs high now. Children want to have
Fun while parents in the heat may fry!

There is a way for all to beat the heat -
Where children love to go when not...

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Diamonds in the rough,
Make the dust fly,
Dust and ashes
The devil comes alive !

Earth in its deep inside
Is full of arrogance
Erupting volcanoes
Devastating beauty,
Blind to the
Observer's delight !

The storms, tornadoes
Never stay calm
Join the darker side,
Moonlight sprinkles
Diamond dust in
Night's dark waters !

Under deep oceans
Lava bubbles out,
Red crater at...

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... [into] the oaken box in which the hunted King was secreted....
	Capern essayed to descend...
	- Elihu Burritt, Walks in the Black Country (1868)

Suppose a poet-postman, full of good Victorian
Embonpoint, should chance to
Step into this house of hiding – a nook unknown to
Questing Roundhead spies –...

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SUNDRESS    UNDRESS

Hot day at the beach  -   time to catch some sun, 
Maybe also catch some son.

She was a twelve year old girl -  tousled  hair -
In  a tussle  between herself and mum 
It was...

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On sand soaked with blood,
two young men are breathing hard.
The taller one has armor,
a sword and a net.
His opponent has only
an arm guard and a dagger, 
but no encumbrance.
Thus, moving quicker, this man
avoids the constant thrusts of
the taller one’s sword.
Finding his chance, he lunges
and his...

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She smiled at him, from a distance.
Imagination, betraying trust.
Mesmerized; he moved towards her.
His heart was racing, his mind.

Looked liked she landed from heaven.
Wearing a yellow skirt, red tops.
And a laced white jacket over her,
Perfect bosom
Her midriff sensually exposed.
Her dimpled navel was smiling at me.
Her arms...

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