I poop every morning after a Pizzelle slathered in Nutella
it is nine am in Italy and not a good time to eat mortadella
I poop after lunch after eating pizza with spicy pepperoni
it is twelve o'clock and way too early to eat my macaroni
I poop in the evening after my pasta al forno with cheese
its much too early for my salami sandwich, " Jeez Louise!"
I poop before bed and I let out a great Ah Ah, Mama Mia
as the neighbors yell out the window keep it down " Maria! "
Of course I poop like a proper Italian and here's the squeeze,
when we use the Latrina we fan ourselves to get a tiny breeze!
Please keep it down, I can’t think straight,
Putting thoughts in my head,
I don’t know how much more I can take,
These voices they have control of me,
They make me do things, I can’t think straight,
The things I’ve done, the people I’ve hurt,
I’m dangerous, this life I do not deserve,
Should I really be here or is it my time to go,
In my ear whispering, I can’t think straight,
Their words so cruel and threatening,
I never know what’s going to come next,
Making me feel, it’s time to meet death as an old friend.
I write about everyday happenings
That's my style and I'm sticking with it
I'm not yer fancy, highfalutin' writer
Down to earth stuff is what I emit
I sometimes get naughty, God forbid
Try to keep it down to a minimum
A fine old gentleman from way up north
An honourable upstanding citizen
Have you had enough, are you feeling ill
So sorry, but I really must emote
I'm a Leo you know so don't blame me
Not responsible if sometimes I gloat
A handsome devil, I'll give you that
Learned to live with girlie's attention
Quite like it, makes me feel quite frisky
And relieves my sexual tension
So that's me, I'm just an ordinary fellow
Not yer fancy, highfalutin' writer
Stick to the basics, just ordinary stuff
Known as a lover not as a fighter
I write about everyday happenings
That's my style and I'm sticking with it
I'm not yer fancy, highfalutin' writer
Down to earth stuff is what I emit
I sometimes get naughty, God forbid
Try to keep it down to a minimum
A fine old gentleman from way up north
An honourable upstanding citizen
Have you had enough, are you feeling ill
So sorry, but I really must emote
I'm a Leo you know so don't blame me
Not responsible if I sometimes gloat
A handsome devil, I'll give you that
Learned to live with girlie's attention
Quite like it, makes me feel kinda frisky
And relieves my sexual tension
So that's me, I'm just an ordinary fellow
Not yer fancy, highfalutin' writer
Stick to the basics, just ordinary stuff
Known as a lover, not as a fighter
Mama's in the kitchen cooking up a storm,
Turkey's in the oven and the house is toasty warm.
Kids are running through the house playing with their toys;
Mama tells them "Keep it down! You're making too much noise."
Daddy's in the living room staying out of Mama's way.
He's waiting to watch the football games scheduled for today.
Grandma and Grandpa are now pulling in the drive,
And behind them all the other guests have arrived.
Hugs and kisses are dispersed - no one will be left out.
Family and friends gathering together is what Thanksgiving is about.
Oohs and aahs of appreciation echo amongst the guests,
At the heavenly aromas in the air from the food about to be blessed.
Holding hands around the table they bow their heads to pray,
Thanking God for His abundant blessings and for the food this day.
Each one takes their turn declaring what they are thankful for.
Hearts are full of love and cheer, who could ask for more?
11/18/21
JELLO
I hate jello because it is a food
once in your mouth it wiggles moves
reminds me of what worms must feel like to eat
grosses me out for the life of me
Who had such a fantasy
to make some squishy protein
From animal parts most disgusting
Food served in hospitals observably
Jellied cranberries a similar food
Would rather have cranberry juice
And souse meat looks like it is raw
It is jellied for bellies after all
Now if jello had a super power
like curing disease or growing flower
I still could not keep it down
Jello is gross even with fruit I’ve found.
Priiiiiiick but he might have crunch numbs
wait there is that ing noise that annoys me
now i need to bark at it
That dog that purrs me is eye balling
my comfy place
better get there first
Ah comfy place
fed now sleep
and prick keep it down
while i chase a king kong sized bone
you may pet me while i sleep
drooo
----------ooooooo
----------------------ool
the two who own my soul
dances and make bets everywhere
they just throw it hanging
such bets and dares occupy
all their soul attention time
those dares and dances enrage
the one that control my conscious
stomp and forges here and there
He only keep it down grounded
too busy watching others mourning
takes every watch fulfillment
this forgery and observance irritate
How can you say that you love God when you hate your neighbor,
In whom you see every day?
Love makes your dreams come truth
When nobody else may be able to see,
Let your dreams be seen
Let it not die with doubt
That is not what it’s all about.
The broken-winged of an eagle
Keep it down to the ground
Not able to fly at a high level,
Never able to see what is ahead
Where it will be able to avoid trouble.
Without love, your dreams will never come true
Like a plant in a desert field without water
No true grow will last
It will wither away
For lack of water to stay.
Water in a river without an outlet
Is like being in a bottle not sterilize
Not a fit drank to consume
A dream without fulfilling in not
Fit to be thought of
Goes to the grave unused.
Then how can I say I love God when I hate my neighbor,
In whom I see every day?
I've always loved girls, but I got tired of sleeping around
Oh she's got a boyfriend, we best keep it down
Sorry Ladies, but I was the type of man you didn't need around
I wasn't ready to be your king, so I shouldn't receive a crown
I came to you like a dream but didn't tell you my nightmares were there
Just hit you with lines, like you're beautiful & I like how you wear your hair
But I Broke a lot of hearts I didn't care to repair
Hurt most girls who chose to share my air
I know how to work them curves, and your body's great
But I'm too damaged to love you, you should dodge me babe
That was to complete the rhyme, please don't take the babe term with meaning
I'm battling my nightmares, I'm so sorry that I hurt your dreaming
I couldn't cope with depression and a relationship at the same time
So I slept with evey girl in sight to heal my heart and cure my mind
But I'm ready to give love a chance and raise my armour
But if this girl I'm in love with breaks my heart, I can't complain, because it will be Karma
I think about you everyday
I plan out what to say
You have no idea, you have no clue
Just how much I think about you
I try not to stare, I try not to hide
These emotions that are clawing at my insides
I want to tell you how I feel
But the voices inside makes me hush
So I keep it down inside my heart
Hoping that nothing falls apart
Wherever you go, my heart will follow
I hope my heart will never be broken
All because of my love unspoken
It's just so hard to ignore you
Just so hard to not look at you
I don't know what it is about you
That makes me feel the way I do
No matter what they say
I can't think of you that way
But it's hard to say "Hey"
Or just smile and simply wave
I don't know why I feel this way
and when you smiled today
Oh how it took my breath away.
11/20/17
He woke up in the morn in the dog house
wondering why and what this was all about
his wife said I have a bone to pick with you
I warned you last night not to look at the view,
But he had not listened and the transformation had begun
becoming a very hairy son of a gun
howling and growling at the huge full moon
his wife yelling would you keep it down you crazy loon,
She told him he finally calmed down after she gave him a dog treat
and he became docile while she rubbed his belly and feet
grabbing a bone he ran outside on all fours to the dog house
where he preferred to sleep instead of on the couch,
She said to him you know this crazy thing happens during a full moon
but even so I still love you a bunch when you act like a crazy loon
so they made it work out for the both of them
each putting up with their monthly mood swings.
10-31-17
The noise is a wound that won't heal
Vibrations don't let scars take hold
Held by a grip that tightens at will
No mind over matter
Because my mind is its hold
Even when seeing it coming
Light travels faster than sound after all
I can brace for impact but still
Adrenaline is injected
Muscles clench
Shaking starts
Without fail Again here I go
It is simply a noise I know
Still
car horns leave me screaming
bus brakes I am squealing
when my lover does dishes
I cringe taking cover
Still
The Noise
isn't all noise
Again my mind is its hold
be it threat or loss of control
Not all noise is my foe
fireworks and thunder are spared
and the right beat at the right time can be blared
but I have been concussed was
knocked out for three days
cussed at on my bike
blaring horns two decades
So I ask you to Please keep it down
and one more thing please
please
no parrots please.
For The Noise contest Hosted by Shadow Hamilton
Composed in the wee hours of March 6th 2017
Epilepsy is something I never had
And for that I will always be glad.
I've been shot, fell off a cliff and even been in a house fire
But the day I had a fit is my least desire.
It was something I could never fully explain
It's left it's mark within my brain.
The Dr's didn't know where to point the blame
I feel for anyone who goes through the same.
I honestly think mine was for a reason
I seem to change with every new season.
I think I was fighting on the wrong side
I needed the kick I refused to abide.
Life has a habit of clinging to me
Suicide? I climbed back up the tree.
The last thing I had just me and my drink
Now I can't keep it down, it's down the sink
"A SILVER DOLLAR IN A PENNY POND"
they say life can be exquisite.
they say life can be a sensation.
they say life can be otherworldly.
when I woke up this morning,
I heard the ***** upstairs.
she was screaming, engaging
in every problem she could
create.
her boyfriend asked her repeatedly
to keep it down.
she screams that much more.
it's 7:33 in the morning.
I on the other hand woke up alone.
I don't have to hear that ****.
exquisite
sensational or
otherworldly
life can be many things.
mine at the moment in this bed,
magical.
By: Chicano Eddie
2-3-2017
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