Best Nostril Poems

From the Nostril Vortex

I breathe in your perfumed 
Plasma leaves from the nostril vortex.
I thrive in the pleasant scenes and velvet touchings. 
I wince like a skybird earthbound.
Dare to escape from me. 
Dare to hide in the dark.
Shhhh! Don’t make a sound.
I am dancing without...

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The putrid, malodorous and fowl nauseating smell 
   can still be conjured nearly fifty years later wracked
I never forget ineradicable tangy, sulfurous 
   acrid odor rankled olfaction tract
entire sinus cavity, yet amazingly enough isolate 
   this offal nose not...

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we sit as a family in a restaurant
my son turns to me and says,

"we are chess pieces now
you're the king, mum is the queen."

he tells me my two-year-old daughter
in the high chair is the bishop

and she has to walk home diagonally 
which means it'll take...

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A mongoose lives in my upper nostril, with her man.
They make as much noise up there as they possibly can.
Honking and laughing themselves into a frenzy daily.
Making so much noise, Linda Sue and her man named Bailey.

They would be my most annoying parasites except, 
There...

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If you put 
bright red lipstick 
around a nostril, 
hummingbirds 
will poke their beaks 
up your nose....

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To the venue we unfortunately got close
And  the stench pounced on my nose,
Forcing in a harming dose
And inconveniencing six other nostrils
That lived for only salubrious thrills:
The fattest challenge Rude stench throws
To our finicky population plus those
Who readily glimpse the woes
In the dreadfully non- fragrant
And...

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