teensy tiny itty bitty pimple
barely perceptible to anyone but Sue
it was on her face, left cheek
almost no one else would have noticed
until she went to work on it
first she used a fingernail or two
then tweezers, Windex and other things
the teensy tiny itty bitty pimple became massive
covered a much larger area
it is rough, red, ruddy and sore looking now
Showing anger to anyone within the block
Will Sue leave the next pimple alone?
Absolutely not
It is the curse of being twelve
and thinking that everyone notices every teensy flaw
Little wings, as if a bitty bird tries to fly away,
but I clutch this childish muse whose morphed teeny-tiny,
amused at how quickly time flies and how words escape me.
Itsy-bitsy and itty-bitty were going to the fair.
Teeny-weeny and Mr. Leany said “we’ll meet you there.”
Had a strong drink that none of them could handle.
We had to lead them home by horse, carriage and candle.
Bong bitty bong bitty bong bitty bay
You are the bottom thought for me every day.
Hong hitty hong hitty hong hitty hay
I am the top dog, and I simply don’t play.
Zong zitty zong zitty zong zitty zay
You’re a spectacular example of dirt within hay
Mong mitty mong mitty mong mitty may
If I know you’re going to be there, I’ll just stay away
Dong ditty dong ditty dong ditty day
Our friends no longer like you. They’ll hold you at bay.
Fong fitty fong fitty fong fitty fay
I won all of them in the divorce, so please go away, Ray.
Submitted to Nick Trim’s 8 Mile High Contest
June 19, 2018
Eddy lives in the gullibility and cohesibility of a gritty city
Between assimilability civility reality and triviality
Here Eddy’s senility is merely an eligible technicality
A wink of eccentricity fragility debility futility impossibility risibility
Still under that mighty illusion of invincibility virility and viability
Invisibility’s equivalent to gentility favouring stability and incredulity
Eyes void of deceptibility infallibility predictability divisibility
Eddy is still irresistibly witty with intelligibility bordering geniality
The indelibility of his ability versus disability for agility and flexibility
Gives Eddy eligibility admissibility accessibility feasibility visibility and divisibility
Implicit credibility whimsicality spirituality frivolity and squeezability
Eddy believes there’s no margin for self-pity when you own a pretty itty bitty kitty
AP: 3rd place 2025
Submitted on March 25, 2018 to contest ALLITERATION POEM sponsored by SILENT ONE - RANKED 2ND
I'm farther from perfect
Than anyone I know
But I do my best daily
To learn and grow
I strive on my character
For only top shelf ...
As for my poetry, well
Let it speak for itself
Please don't assume
Things that aren't there
Bad karma always bites
Those rocking her chair
I'm oft-times gentle
And avoid a "good fight"
But cuz I'm a puppy-dog
Doesn't mean I don't ...
BITE.
ITTY BITTY SONG
Snip snip red hair
A pretty pretty long
Snip snip auburn light
While I sing this
Itty bitty song
Reveals a pale moon
So round o round
It reflects the pool
O round howdy hum
I hardly hear a sound
Thistles and cordial bristles
Grow out and downward
Flow in red sea waves
With an itch and a scratch
From side to sideward
Kim Rodrigues ©2017
Written by: D. Collins 1/5/13
If you doubled the size of medium-petite,
that would be ripe for a man like me.
I prefer a jiggle when I spank that ass.
Then watch it spring to attention, extremely fast.
Li’l-Bitty-Baby-Big-Girl has that kind of stuff.
Tools and moves to make me scream “Ooh! I’ve had enough.
She’s just the perfect size, with cushion here and there.
The kind that keeps you warm in that February air.
Li’l-Bitty-Baby-Big-Girl is the one I have to have.
The only woman with the privilege to clock my ass.
It doesn’t come through drama, it is borne from respect.
Whenever I try to go there, she brings me back in check.
She could scrape up a meal from dried noodles and a bone.
And, cover my back better than Al Capone.
So, I advise everyone, they’d better get one of them.
A Li’l-Bitty-Baby-Big-Girl turn boys into men.
Itty bitty stink bug
Laying upon the rug
Itty bitty stink bug
No one to give a hug
Itty bity stink bug
I hate to be a thug.
Itty bitty stink bug
Flushed without a shrug
snowy daffodils
bend under the chill blanket
sunrise uncovers
The radiators still ping
April is disguised as March
time spent together
great love for me
itty bitty to him
he now dates only married women
my heart sealed in a jar
best friend asked if this was a drain
no drain, my dear
it’s a sewer
*Written April 15, 2014
The itty bitty committee
meets at intervals unknown
to mediate its cause
convinced the case is airtight
for they can see no flaws
The gavel at their table
sounds a tone of doubt and dread
for this committee meeting
takes place inside my head.
4/14/14
Heart Shattered- Itty Bitty
As the sunset beyond a hill
Heart is shattered, nothing I feel
What is broken, can time mend
Where to start, how do I begin
And if night is darkest before dawn
Can it be true joy comes in the morn
Bluebirds will hum, and flowers will bloom
Again I’ll find love, don't have to be soon.
When moistened eyes of stone turn gray
two marbles float as mirrors blur,
like brittle glass, dreams gone astray
when moistened eyes of stone turns gray.
Through mist awash with night’s delay
she breaks into a deep surrender.
When moistened eyes of stone turn gray.
two marbles float as mirrors blur.
Third and Final Itty Bitty Contest
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Our heroes past ate on the platter of pain,
in their gravesite we pick grapes of gain.
These living dead have nothing to offer,
they plough and plant...for posterity to suffer.
We are a generation aborted after birth;
alive yet dead in the domain of dearth...
These political parrots speak of change;
but the echoes of their errors sound strange!
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