My Valentine, to me is a moon bright,
Though her flat nose is a bit to the right.
And her chin a bit wide,
That she tries hard to hide,
After all she remains my shining light.
When sitting down to dine
altho' before digging in
I unroll it or unfold it
and tuck it under my chin
or more often than not
place it on my lap
as table etiquette indicates
but never on my napper (nap)
where it would do least good
yet if nowhere known as chinkin
why is it called a napkin
as it seems to me it should
henceforth be a lapkin
by the hair of my chinny chin chin
I wonder some days whose body I’m in
personality a secret, some days you see
from not only you, but also to me
With nothing but a jawbone, I
unhinge the night, let silence die—
book of broken psalms, toothless songs
of what was right, of what went wrong
beneath the hush of watchful sky.
No prize, no game, no lullaby—
just marrow's oath and blood gone dry.
I didn’t mean to last this long
with nothing but a jawbone.
Still, blood remembers how to lie,
to shape a myth, to justify,
to kill wordsmiths who don’t belong—
the kind who bite and call it strong.
What legend lives, and who will try
with nothing but a jawbone?
Old Man
his weatherbeaten face, lined
with the hills and valleys of age
watery blue eyes set against a
backdrop of bloodshot white
his cheeks reddened from
sun and alcohol, his aquiline
nose has lost its nobility
his once full lips now just
scowling lines covering remnants
of jagged teeth
his stubble covered chin now
a dirty gray bristle
life has not been kind to him
Chin
My chin, not very
prologued, not as
funny at all, as my
second molar.
We are all special
in many ways so don't let
someone put you down
I dance in my mind
glass slippers trail behind
Twirling pirouettes
tea and crepe suzettes
What's something
really gross
you've seen lately?
For me,
it was a toothless old lady
on a bus stop bench,
gumming Cheetos she first
softened up
in a paper cup of water,
her mouth and chin
bright orange.
It would be funny,
Instead, it's sad.
We acquire mouths
Like ventriloquists dummies,
Which can be bad.
Age does this to some,
It occurs around the mouth,
Lines appear at the sides of our lips,
And continue going south.
It's amusing and looks rather *****.
Unlike the ventriloquist's dummy
We can say clear
Chin up, have A BOTTLE OF BEER.
The darkness of sorrow passes,
Like night does to day.
It's the illusion of darkness,
That causes further pain.
Do emotions not change,
With every beat of a broken heart?
Do you believe God goes unscathed,
While his children fall apart?
Happiness and peace,
Are only one thought away.
You don't have to believe in my God.
He takes many shapes,
So please don't stray.
R.K.H
11/11/2021
She is creative, but she keeps it under her face.
Wearing masks before this Covid-19 disgrace.
Her imagination parades around at three a.m. some days
Her muse blows a kazoo and throws poems her personalities' ways
She knows her power, but tries to look unassuming and old.
She keeps her opinions to herself, for they are blatantly bold.
She has friends she has had over sixty years.
She is wise enough to know, they each have their own fears.
She used to try to rescue people as if she was a fairy or an elf.
She has finally learned the lesson that others must save them self.
She is a wife, mother, and grandmother to children who number ten.
She writes poetry, cartoons, and paints. Has paintings to her chin.
Agnes had skin old and saggy
Her eyes were dark and baggy
She pierced two safety pins
Each side of her chin
Which gave a lift to poor Aggie
ON THE CHIN
No pimple! A simple
deep prominent dimple
existed since childhood
in jolly happy mood.
Developed in later life
to confront every strife.
Eruption of acne
on chin! Strong though tiny.
Symbol of brevity
in each activity.
to resist or welcome
BLOW! sure to overcome.
10/09/ 20
Third Place
'Podium Placing Promise (7) Contest by Brian Strand
tribal tattoo
on the chin
ancient
sacred
ancestral ritual
inscribed for
pride
strength
protection
_____________________________
October 9, 2020
Poetry/Verse/Chin Tattoo
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1293-852-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, One On The Chin
sponsor, Kai Michael Neumann
First Place
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