our turret kept falling off, but still we played
the sand was wet, our fingers gritty and splayed
we were in the hot sun, there was little shade
mosquitoes were biting, we smelled like Raid
mine is the best yelled my irritating cousin Slade
Um, I beg to differ, yours is pretty much third grade
We built sand castles from scratch, not ready-made
A time so much fun, we forgot about the Everglade.
I Have Finally Worked Me out.
I’m impulsive
I never stay when I want to leave
I’m annoying
They feel it, but are too polite to say.
I’m opinionated
So much so, I show my own stupidity
I’m explosive
My temper sometimes lets loose
I’m a recluse
I love being alone, in my own company
I’m scared
Mostly by things which will never happen
I’m suspicious
I trust very few and allow few people to know me
I’m sceptical
I believe little of what I hear and less of what I am shown
I’m a nuisance
High maintenance, annoying sometimes, irrational, irritating
I’m emotional
My face can’t lie or hide how I feel.
I’m also….
Giving, generous, caring, talented, humorous, funny,
Off the wall, loving, helpful, shy, a genius, if I believed.
I’m me. Who are you?
David Cox 27/02/24.
What
is
irritating
them the most,
Sometimes some people
don't understand you.
Not because you are so complicated,
Not because you are so rich,
Not because of your pride,
Not because of your intellectual capacity,
Not because you don't revenge
After their multiple provocations.
It is because of their bad intentions
Towards you which failed many times.
Kept missing the way to reach you spiritually
As
you
are
a
strong
prayer
warrior.
Your prayers
always
choked them.
March 27/2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris
Tune's turn...
Ear worm!
My first try at the Footle form.
Written 11th September 2022
She tried to outguess me. Thought she knew me.
She was an irritant like a tsetse fly.
I ran from her.
Glad I only see her every five years.
Finally realized I am not obligated to attend class reunions.
With a roomful of people I do not recognize
And have nothing in common with except for former locale.
Sometimes I
want to yell "I don't care"
in my mom's face.
When she blithely tries
to measure my sad prison
world to her own youth.
That prehistoric
reality, of phonebooths and
whatever, back then.
But I know those
words would freeze in the air
like a neon sign.
And very probably be
etched on my tombstone
as an epitaph.
How quickly our world changes
filling the minds with an allure!
The clothes hanging in the closet
are no longer stylish and hot;
the new trends are for the elite
who are exploited by the designers
creating the latest fashions
not appealing to the masses
who have eyes set on modest prices,
not on meticulous attire made to compete.
What's so strange and confusing
is that men once had a dress code,
and looking sharp they assumed their role
by charming women as they leered.
Today's eccentricities are irritating:
would a real man wear something weird
that looks feminine for the sake of fashion?
Is he comfortable with this transformation?
You got the wrong girl
I am not who you think I am
Some weakling that can be put aside
Protected
By some same weakling hands
I cannot be handled
the same way that you handled some others
You think I am weak
But you are weak yourself
Irritating
To say the least
Don't be like a don dapper
Total turn off
Quit your fakefullness
Leave your cheesiness
And be
The Irritating Fly
The irritating fly zoomed round the room
Not stopping anywhere as I planned its doom.
It flew up and down, and buzzed round and round,
Pestering me with that annoying sound.
It zipped by the window and hummed by the door
Then it buzzed back around the room once more.
I picked up a spray, taking careful aim
But that relentless fly buzzed just the same.
I chased it with swatter, I chased it with spoon,
The end of that fly was going to be soon.
It zoomed round the kitchen and buzzed round the hall,
It flew round the ceiling and settled on the wall.
A well aimed swipe then a sudden splat;
For that irritating fly, that was that.
Barry Stebbings
31/05/2016
Entered into Contest, 'Just Make Me Laugh.'
Sponsored by Christine Lehman.
Outside my door, bats
They fly all around my house
Scaring away anyone
That comes near my place
Implanting fear in people
The bats are surely a bane
Russell Sivey
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