Insects roam, crawl , fly:
in most tropical countries
Small, tiny, mini, macro -
bite, prick me on skin,
causing itching, irritate
random through out the year.
It's a tropical problem
Habitats are accustomed
1
I am your neighborhood cat you see
Destined to antagonize you as I please
Peering through your window hehe
Come here dog to bark to appease
You can't get me you canine disease
You're locked inside can't you see
I'll scratch at your window with ease
Ahhh does this irritate with my tease
Bark bark bark dog to try to appease
As I lick your window repeatedly hehe
Oh wait here is my backside to tease
I wave my tail just to further displease
Had enough you stupid canine disease
I'm your neighborhood cat I do as I please
Wait! was that the front door as I freeze
Chased down the street now I must flee
if there is one lesson you need to learn around Halloween
it is to not irritate or double cross a skeleton ghost named Ween
He brings sorrow to you in many ways if he thinks he has been tricked
His get-even-antics and retaliations are more horrible than being licked.
He has a skeleton head; the rest of him is a pure white ghost.
A vampire living in Transylvania is usually Ween’s regular host.
As you can see right now by his determined expression and intent.
He is going to make someone miserable, it is his way to vent.
Don’t take my word for it
I don’t know anything, she said
She thinks she’s being clever
Our auntie Mamie Bread
Her husband keeps his wisdom to himself of course
He likes his blueberry pie, and she can be a vindictive source
I heard this, that, and the other, but it might not be true
She repeats all gossip, our auntie Mamie Sue
I am not an expert, but I think you’d better find a different friend
I have heard he is a drinker, and his behavior goes beyond the bend
To get her to loosen up or give anyone a bit of a chance
Would mean to reconstruct her, as she does the gossip dance.
My Uncle Charlie sits in his chair, not speaking, gobbling his ice cream.
It amuses me to think that once upon a time, she was my uncle’s dream.
They get along terrifically, because he takes his opinions to work.
Shares nothing with his wife, careful not to irritate or irk.
Call me spoiled, call me late for a date, call me casual or smirky or crazy
But do not call me sloth-like, sluggish, disengaged, placid or lazy.
Call me from Mexico, Canada, China, France or another fine place.
Call me from Venus, Mars, or a meteorite from outer space.
Just don’t call me from Kansas City, for it is where I live.
I already know every relative of Clyde, Celander and Viv.
Don’t call me from these two area codes - 816 and 913,
They are all Kansas City numbers, and would much annoy me.
Call me happy, joyful, enthusiastic, wild and carefree.
Never call me stupid or to dine on a persnickety tea.
Don’t call me at two or three a.m. that would irritate me.
And never never never call me from area codes 816 and 913.
I say it this way because I'm just trying to be happy
I don't wear a sad face because my life is crappy
Haven't you heard it said to turn your pain into power
Think about every rough seed turned into a flower
When you look at me you think I have the best life
You would never see the tears that I cried last night
You look at me and wonder what keeps me smiling
Thinking about the negative would keep you frowning
I choose to make sweet lemonade out of my lemons
A person smiling isn't revealing their true feelings
I'm going through a whole lot it's just you can't tell
Who actually goes around broadcasting how they fail
It seems to irritate you that I'm always full of joy
I'm dealing with my demons why are you so annoyed
Do you rather see me down full of hurt and sadness
That's what causes suicide holding in all that madness
Seeing a better side of your situation keeps you sane
Jealousy of my happiness is jealously of my pain
Cancer
I loathe and detest you
If I'm honest, I really HATE you
I despise the way
You keep popping up to irritate us
like a smirking floating turd
Which we’d love to flush away forever
Attempts were made to eradicate you
Skilled surgeons tried to cut you out
But you were like a ‘cling on’ in the toilet of life
And you wouldn’t be brushed aside
Six years passed…
Then more intervention was needed
A radiation machine called ‘Holly’
Tried to zap you like a pesky mosquito
But you had other ideas
Four years passed
More specialised SABR radiation was required
We treated that week like a short break
Going on day trips on non treatment days
And enjoying life to the full
Two years on
Cancer has raised its ugly face once again
The specialist laughed when hubby said
“We will treat it like a week’s holiday”
Having a positive attitude is a must!
Cancer – you crept into our lives
People see you as a silent killer
But I will never be silent and de-turd
And we will continue to celebrate
How we’re beating the crap out of you!
- always broke
- always do something wrong
- always say the wrong things
- always treat people bad
- always sick and tired of everything
- always mean
- always irritable
- always suck
- always tired
- always sick of everything
- always try
- always whatever
- always ruin things
- always make people feel bad
- always forever
- always sick
- always don’t care
- always irritate
- always care
- always change
- always complain
- always believe
- always change things
- always change people
- always the believer
- always shute myself
- always say
- always dream
- always faraway
- always of determination
- always a moron
- always
For me, you are my shining star ??
Brightening my world, no matter how far.
For me, you are the cold, soft breeze,
That sends sweet shivers with effortless ease.
For me, you are the breath I take,
Without you, my soul would break.
I'm not unwell—I'm just lost in you,
So deep that I see and feel nothing new.
I know sometimes I irritate you a lot,
But believe me, in front of you, I forget every thought,
Only remembering that I love you a lot.
My mind stops, my words fade,
The world blurs, like a dream unsaid.
I walk with wisdom, mature and wise,
But before you, all of it dies.
I forget what to say, what to do,
Lost in your eyes, lost in you.
I care for you as if you were my own child,
Wishing to protect you—gentle and mild.
Like the moon watches over the night,
I long to be your calm, your guiding light.
Even if storms try to pull us apart,
You'll always have a home in my heart.
No matter the distance, no matter the time,
My love for you will forever shine.
Some people can play poker
Not me
My thoughts and feelings sit at the edge of my face
Jumping on the necks and backs of people
If you disgust me, my disgust might take a bite out of you
If I listed all the things that irritate and disgust me
You would feel put upon and irritated
No one wants to hear this
Instead I bring my rant back to my unhidden feelings
When I am sad they yell, stomp, scream, and screech.
All without benefit of voice
But you see my face and you know
See now why I cannot play poker?
When I have a winning hand my crescent smile lights up Manhattan.
And I live in Kansas.
My thoughts and feelings cannot be secured, lassoed or hidden.
They blaze forward like a super hero on speed.
In spite of my best efforts to act aloof or indifferent.
I am in love with beauty you hold and keep it simple.
I am in love with yours and my eyes, my because it dreams of you.
I am in love with your hairs how they irritate you sometimes.
I am in love with the style of yours how you back your hairs to the ears.
I am in love with a smile you have, makes the reasons for me to blush.
I am in love because it's night or day I only have your thoughts.
I am in love because to keep this love till death with a partner like you.
I am in love it's not because life is going to be over and just chill.
I am in love with passion, with intensity of desires, and with nature.
I am in love with life if you are in it gives meaning to me to live.
I am in love with you.
Early in the morning, he woke up
Up flinging his wings to God’s House
God’s House perhaps with some reason
Some reason for mingling
Mingling with some congregants
Congregants singing to praise their God
God did not create butterflies to sing
To sing like human beings
Human beings go to church to socialize
Socialize because they are not butterflies
But butterflies follow the wind all over
All over up until at a church
At church, they see no flowers to suck
No pollen to lick and cannot sing
Cannot sing a song they do not know
Not know but can expose their beautiful bodies
Bodies uncovered with colorful wings
Wings they fling intentionally
Intentionally for exciting humans at church
At church, they are still butterflies
Butterflies who come to irritate God in his House.
Poem by Mugisho N.
Oh
That's strange
Shh quiet
Internal system
Do you all hear that
Does it sound or seem like she
Is at peace today
Quick
Someone do something
Make her think
Of anything
To disturb and irritate
Her serene state
Quick hippocampus
Flash a memory
Of the most
Painful moment
You hold of hers in
Her safe
Hey, Heart
Make her feel
Like she can't breathe
With every beat you make
Air,
Speed up
So she has to constantly
Keep up
There now we have disrupted
Her attempt
To attend a
Sanity fair
Phew
Great work team
But wait
Is she mediating there
Hold on
I thought we paralyzed her with fear
Why is she acting
Like she has the strength
And that our old tricks
No longer work here
Hello
Internal System,
anyone there
Great,
I think I am talking to myself
I guess
She finally got help
she rescued herself
leaving an abusive man
family felt relief
not understanding danger
restraining order
seemed to irritate her ex
abuser hunted her down
I went to a museum Saturday
enjoying art with daughter, friend, and wife.
It was our daughter's 30th birthday-
a lovely way to celebrate her life!
Then clouds descended on our afternoon.
Discovering, returning to my car
some driver turned the corner far too soon
and mashed my fender, leaving a black scar.
But, lest the hit-and-run scar irritate,
two witnesses displaying kindness, wrote
the color, model, make, and license plate,
and left it on my windshield as a note.
Discouraged by one driver's thoughtlessness
Encouraged by two witnesses' largesse.
written 3 Apr 2023
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