the crocs are lined up on moonlight bay
drinking hot toddies, what else can I say?
they have their beach chairs lined up in a row
the ducks are excited, and morbidly so
the crocs are no longer satisfied with the water
they have commandeered the deck said my daughter
the tourists are fleeing, terrified by this sight.
I know because I saw it for myself last night.
My Trauma Wears Crocs
My trauma wears Crocs—
bright yellow, with stickers peeling off.
It doesn’t care how serious you want life to look.
It clomps into therapy,
kicks its feet,
asks if there’s snacks.
It’s loud at the wrong time,
laughs when I’m crying,
sits beside me on the floor and says,
“We’re not going anywhere, are we?”
I thought healing would wear silk.
Turns out, it just wants comfort.
-whenthesunsets
Muhonja n
#w
The crocodiles are
Not in swamp anymore; they
Are now in Congress.
Its the slight waft of rotting flesh
That first hits you
While the smartly dressed
Smiling warden ushers you in,
Through narrow turnstiles
There are rows of enclosures
A maze of them, a maze of the wild
Its like a snapshot of danger
A dangerous predator-laden savanna
Danger enclosed
Lions...
You will hear their shouting matches
Royal majestic roars
Like cage competitions
Even the females join in
While one stares you down
Sizing you up
Like a piece of flesh
(Well come to think of it...)
Some males lie down
Nonchalant
Amidst the noise
The leopard paces in its enclosure
Waiting for its daily ration
While the young buffalo
Grazes nervously,
Its enclosure next to the lions
They have emergency exits
Just in case...
You will spot a Serval cat
A croc, bored
And nervous rare Sokoke cats
Terribly out of place...
I keep them by the door… The old red crocs
From a friend who had a sale at his store… Leftover crocs
At the front and the back and a pair at my daughter’s house… Dirty red crocs
I only use them to let the dogs out… The old red crocs
For inside, I have to keep my feet warm….Fuzzy Socks
Get them every Christmas….many colored Fuzzy Socks
In the winter when my feet get cold….Fluffy, puffy, Fuzzy Socks
In summer too, because I’m getting old.…Always wear my Fuzzy Socks
Son wore fuzzy socks and crocs
Loved them for the comfort they gave
He would often say my shoe rocks
When torn new one he would crave
This went on even in teenage
Went to college wearing them
Never bothered like a sage
When teased a song he would hum
Wore them on the day of interview
Not bothering about what others say
Much attention it drew
Interviewer noticed I must say
They found it very funny
Dress properly! If you wear it
you'll never earn money
He said I don't care a bit
Comfort is my only aim
It is ok if you go by shoes
I find your excuse lame
To obey I flatly refuse
He got the job that day
He did what he felt is right
Live comfortably every day
With copycats don't fight
18.06.2021
For fuzzy socks and crocs,Francine Roberts
To town he goes in fuzzy socks and crocs.
Do watch him! See how proudly that he walks.
He likes the way that everybody gawks
as he strolls down the city’s many blocks.
He bets they’re thinking, “What a silver fox!”
Whereas THEY think his head is filled with rocks.
How comfortable his crocs. How warm his socks.
He feels so good. Down by one of the docks
where street performers strut around like cocks,
I plug my ears. He’s playing his squeez-box!
June 16, 2021
for the Fuzzy Socks And Crocs Poetry Contest of Francine Roberts
As fashion statements go I fear his ‘T’ was rather shaky
I wanna tap him on the back and bellow ‘Wakey wakey!’
What the hell you wearing boy, your T-shirt’s really stupid
A muscle car or superhero just might bring you Cupid
No one told me he was deaf so all he said was ‘What?’
Did you say you think my ‘T’ is really kinda hot?
I said turn on your hearing aid so we can have a chat
I said it in sign language (phew, I’m glad I covered that)
He switched his ears on, turned to me and said what’s with your raving
It’s just a printed T-shirt that you seem so badly craving
I had this image printed just to illustrate a poem
Some fella drew it for me from a sketch I had to show him
I said it’s alligators, out of focus, by a river
And there’s electric cables making alligators quiver
And other alligators dance as sparks come from the rocks
He said that’s right young man, I call it fuzzy crocs and shocks
I said another time or day, I’d think your mind was gone
But when you heard the rules, Sir... was your hearing aid turned on?
13 June 2021
Contest: Fuzzy Socks and Crocs
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Fuzzy socks and crocs, oh my
Try some, buy some
Wear them high
Pair them, share them
To be nice
Take them home
For half the price
Crocs on socks are best displayed
When you lead
A big parade
When your socks
Are clean and pressed
Other folks
Will be impressed
Wear your socks to beat the crowd
Fuzzy socks
Will make you proud
When you have
A bite to eat
Crocs on socks
Will guard your feet
When they clamor for some meat
Give them something
As a treat
Rubber ducks
And plastic snakes
Pizza pie
And chocolate shakes
Wear them on a rainy day
Keep the snails
And worms away
Soak them well
Where gutters run
Dangle them
To have more fun
When your day is incomplete
Walk them down
A busy street
When the rest of you
Is nude
Socks reveal
Your attitude.
Submitted to the
Fuzzy Socks and Crocs Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Francine Roberts
On June 10, 2021
Sand flows much too quickly in that goldarn hour glass
I'm no spring chicken, but I'll have to take a pass
If a guy thinks he rocks
Wearing fuzzy socks and crocs
That nerdy look is just too dorky for this lass
I've had lots of men flirt with me throughout the years
But one dressed like that and I'd be laughing with tears
He'd make an impression
And from my expression
He'd be very embarrassed by guffawing jeers
There's a rumor about Batman going around
When he saw Robin wearing socks and crocs in town
He swatted him with a "ZONK!"
"Why are ya dressed like a punk?"
"Take those hideous things off or you're going down!!"
I've always admired a man who has self respect
One who dresses with class and style, I'd not reject
I'd call him a silver fox
In well-shined shoes, he walks
But in fuzzy socks and crocs, he'd look train wrecked!
Guys, if you want a lady's provocative glance
Invite her to dinner and then share a slow dance
But remember that your shoes
Will give her the helpful clues
She requires to let your flirting lead to romance
June 10th, 2021
Fuzzy Socks and Crocs Contest
Sponsored by: Francine Roberts
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There are sights that can give me a start-
silly things that turn cold my warm heart;
fuzzy socks and big crocs
is an image that blocks
me accepting them as looking smart!
And for sure, when are seen on a gent
sporting shorts, untucked shirt like a tent-
bony legs, bare and thin
propped by crocs, socks within,
for sure, adds to my heart's discontent!
Then again, if he seems kind of old,
maybe his unclad feet do get cold!
Fuzzy socks then would do
inside crocs- from this view,
now my heart sees him comfy and bold!
June 9, 2021
Contest: Fuzzy Socks and Crocs
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
I walked into a store one day
And fell in love with a pair of crocs
‘Twas my time to hang out loose
So crocs became my fun time shoes
But I had a secret, no one knew
What a whiff, when I opened my shoe!
I thought the holes would air those toes
It sadly brought on stronger woes
How could I give up my nice red crocs?
So I decided, and donned some fuzzy socks!
I walked about town proudly
Without the tension of people
Whispering, what’s that smell?
But when I had to remove my socks
I used a peg, to plug my nose!
So that I myself, would not gag
I wrapped my crocs in a paper bag.
9.9.2021
Sock it to me Baby
He strut like a proud peacock in his crocs
Green they were, worn with lime shocking pink socks
He asked for a date
I said "no way mate"
"Only because I have no matching frocks."
He said he just didn't care what frock I wore
'Cause he'd got crocs of many colours in store
"A lady in red “
I answered in jest
Suspecting that he was aiming to score.
Both of us went on the date dressed in red
"You must be clothed for a bet" someone said
My dates crocs and socks
Gave out vibrant shocks
'Cause all he wore matched, down to boxers and vest.
I answered "yes and it's for charity"
And we raised loads to put in the kitty
My date turned out great
We're now best of mates
His socks and crocs are my flitty ditty.
“Sock it to me baby, come hold me tight
Your crocs so excite me, love me tonight.”
8th June 2021
I've been out of the dating scene for a while,
I don't know the do’s, don'ts, nor the latest style.
I'm well past my prime; that's me putting it nice,
Tried online dating, took a chance, rolled the dice.
I logged on, I was in total shock, I saw an old flame,
My high school boyfriend, I uttered his name.
I thought when we finished school we'd tie the knot,
but in senior year, a dear John letter is what I got.
He said he was too young to be so serious,
The letter was very short and a bit mysterious.
It didn't stop me from clicking; I almost got whiplash,
I sent him a quick DM and made a mad dash.
Away from my trusted computer screen,
Moments later, I saw a hideous scene.
Staring back were FUZZY purple socks,
Not to mention he wore Bright yellow crocs.
I thought to myself, “no wonder he’s single!”
But what the heck, it's time to mingle.
Contest: Fuzzy Socks And Crocs
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
06/08/2021
Humid
Wet season air smothers
In pelting sun
I’m covered
My body sweat
Trickles down
Drip drip drip
Clouds gather
Thunder heads tower
Sun drop
An orange orchard
A wind change
My body sweat
Trickles down
Drip drip drip
Storm heads
And thunder clashes
Lightning flashes under
Wind flaps and claps
The humid air
It pushes
My body sweat
Trickles down
Drip drip drip
Rain falls in sheets
The tent
It did creak
Thunder silhouetted
My bed it did a wetted
And the water
Trickles down
Drip drip drip
The creek picked up its flow
The Crocs
Circled below
Fish jumped
Frogs croaked
Water flowed down
From the leaves
Drip drip drip
Sitting in the morning light
The yellow orchid
It did glow
Downing a coffee delight
And water
Still went
Drip drip drip
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