A closer look at a fantastic word
And no, I’m not talking in bafflegab
To not repeat this speak is just absurd
To absquatulate like a fracas herd
Throw a foofaraw over a little jab
A closer look at a fantastic word
A uni-brow is a glabella furred
And whirligigs hung too slapdash to grab
To not repeat this speak is just absurd
Scuttlebutt schlepped to sassafras by bird
Skedaddle from a skirmish of stone crab
A closer look at a fantastic word
A quibble over razzmatazz occurred
Doohickey from a lummox, easy nab
To not repeat this speak is just absurd
So scrumdiddlyumptious I may have slurred
Like tintinnabulation, it’s not drab
A closer look at a fantastic word
To not repeat this speak is just absurd
I met a curious fella
Who had a furry glabella
He was hard to trust
But trust him I must
He was a vehicle seller!
BACKYARD
Quazi Johirul Islam
Backyard birch has bloomed a green umbrella
Two white doves peeping from mid branch above
Gray squirrel searches land to seedling love
A red handkerchief spoils the glabella.
Bullnose stones offered her cold and hard lap
Wind strokes the lush hair of mid-august-land
Golden finch flew, fallen feathers will stand.
Someone walks, wood diverged creating gap.
The falling sun kisses the floating dust
Between the patio-bricks smiles green moss
To uproot them lady draws cruel cross
Old man watches wash, and his anger burst
Three-years granddaughter appeared from sunset
She walks and falls, runs again, ignores threat.
Holliswood, New York
13 August 2019.
There once was a young maiden named Stella,
Wont to sport a frown on her glabella.
When asked why that was,
She tightened her jaws,
Saying, " Ella has stolen my fella!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(Don't know what a glabella is? Consult yer Funk 'n' Wagnalls!)
DISPLAYING IMPATIENCE
Petrichor is blue on sad days
sometimes comes back as fire
but on happy wamble it's pink
as a flower
Aglet! Aglet! i tore your
armour now i walk with loose
shoelace!
Only on myleftFoot do i fear
life
AND vagitus speaks clearly
suing me within my heart
cut a star at glabella space
watching the cosmos drink
the memories of all my love
and pain
And she wore natiform on her
chest with a big heart bursting
seeds of flowers one that fell
between her legs and grew a
wild rose that ate me whole
i should be comforted
i should be comforted
i should be arrested
I'm my favorite patient
writing prescription
for mental constipation
burnt like cornicione
but i'm relaxing
and took ferrule stabbing
the tip of my eyes
which hides my burnt brain
:: 03-30-2016 ::
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