Long Abdomen Poems
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Came a spider from a hollow log
to cross the man-made path!"
No camouflage to blend her gum-nut abdomen,
or twiggy legs of crimson dark.
Like spinning time, a wheel of death had struck,
(as if a falling star went out)
and someone slightly puzzled by the final stillness,
silently upset, (inwardly troubled)
thought of its demise, as if she'd failed it in some way.
She stared as if it might recover -
gather its flimsy legs, and carry that gumnut abdomen,
back into the mystery of the leafy canopy
into the silent forest of her dreams
Not you and not the spider could
comprehend her sadness.
Who would ever understand her grief?
2nd chakra is centered around feeling, emotion, pleasure, sensuality, intimacy, and connection.
The energy of this chakra allows you to let go and move into a new transformation
Linked to kidneys & water elements this chakra metabolizes energy nutrients in Luminous Energy and processes Earth energy through Chakra 1. It digests emotional energies of the nervous system.
Vam
The sound VAM, raises vibrations and aligns this chakra
The color for the second chakra is orange, and the gemstone for this chakrais amber
Imagine a bright healing orange glow filling up your entire lower abdomen,
then bathe in the peaceful serene feeling that co-exists in you
August 25, 2021
would conveniently scare bejesus
among any hooligan tween
ready and willing to cause mischief
while prowling for methamphetamine,
or other drug of choice
one motley crew member seen
dodging, evading, fording... police
eventually cornered unlike Steve McQueen
(the late actor), who escapes behind screen
of smoke unscathed unlike
formerly acquitted, alluded mean
and aforementioned hoodlum
who suffers gunshot wound
rushed to same hospital
lay disabled fugitive ruffian took lead
fired into buttucks bullet punctured
evident by derriere oozing bloodshed
as self, both us nearly dead,
asthma doppelganger wed
did in sweat upon abdomen,
now aching pain in ass spread red
hot poker radiating throbbing inside
excruciating did quickly thread
into noggin i.e. fifty shades red
dully permeated gray matter
inducing severe agony with head,
though mustered energy to scrawl
obituary envisioning said
on same page as op/ed
gallows humor sought instead
of relief courtesy synthesized drug,
thus laughter as best medicine
linkedin chowing down unsuspected bean
dish licked plate sparkling clean
mental note made to avoid
eating flatulence inducing food
prepared Das daring "frau" faux Queen,
though I certainly also enjoy keen
wah filling up growling hungry void,
and... appealing to this bonafide android
gluten free textured meals direction I lean.
Tired of explaining (a twist from ND. poem)
Ignoring the presence of my stillness==
As you walk with bitterness==
Your radiance is no longer true==
A melody with seduction over due==
The song so bad wiped out by you==
Rotating my abdomen==
From the soul==
The worms inside==
They all die==
Under your control==
Separating the way==
Is as if though==
All the beauty in the world==
Up and lived==
You are more than I need==
Drowning in my own abyss==
Judging you one==
Right after the other==
A hellish so profound==
Revelations passed so suddenly==
Expression of limbo, I replay==
The revenge==
The revoke==
Suffer catting my oxygen==
They illness==
Then lifeless==
They identify==
Then disgust==
Never play the sensitive==
Feel my needs==
Like the wound full of abscess==
A sore to never go away==
Yes like the illness==
Then lifeless==
Dropped addict==
These shivers down my spine==
Identify, escape, abuse of certain==
Announcing it even more==
Proof that I am found==
Out of love==
The mind finally receives==
Revolution with open eyes==
The heart is trapped to proceed==
Cleverer than the open skies==
Old sweat glands in my hand==
Retiring the mind==
The best of my heart has no stand==
Died from your retrieving cries==
Advancing to my knowledge==
The darkness that you lend==
DISCLOSURE==
to==
In the depth of your eyes ==
I run before you hypnotize==
Oblivious to the Valley of your wits==
Refusing to relive the song==
Feeling that are gone==
Never will it feel right==
I still feel the rotation==
Exhale went out your soul==
Exiting far from sight==
Revoke an end to your light==
A kiss of death to your good night==
A kiss of death to your good night==
(To: Nathan Dilts my way of explaining love over due)
Disgusting could be a weaker word to express the scene,
Nauseating and stomach-churning the locus has been;
Sliding, slithering, groveling, crouching, crawling, creeping,
Filling, feeling, and falling they were seeping and sleeping...!
Crab, lynx, silk, orb, ogre... varieties were within,
Specimen of many species, yet, resembled akin;
Weaving webs and entwining each other they pulled, and pushed,
Weighing and wheeling their bodies across they looked ambushed...!
Shooting silk out of their abdomen, they preyed on insects,
Powerful they all seemed as though with venomous effects;
The patience and persistence they practice can be adored,
Midst their ugliness their role in the world can't be ignored...!!!
03 June 2023
Bag of Spiders Poetry Contest
Bag of Spiders Poetry Contest
Might help explain how fruit
full this harmless poetic brute,
(a Methacton School of hard knocks
grad), who sports astute
demeanor with ample
brew netted locks,
vaguely androgynously cute,
his trademark signature hirsute
unstyled wavy hair
tell tale characteristic,
not that I care if anyone
gives rats ass and/or hoot
bummer attire acceptable since
long unemployed and
recipient with meager loot
receiving social security
disability to boot,
nonetheless can while
away unlimited numbers
of wee hours into morning
yea ideally best time to sleep,
but also most optimal,
while the missus thrashes
in bed thankfully mute
unless ya don't count
flatulence she doth toot
disrupting and derailing
train of thought
courtesy trumpeting glute.
An unexpected whistling
unlike Christopher Robin
hi ho... hi ho exiting
their wooded den
(think Snow White and
her seven dwarf men)
off to work they go to earn cents
(unbeknownst conversion into) yen
boot just enough to undergo
gastric bypass surgery
to shrink abdomen,
plus grueling boot camp regimen
guaranteeing bullseye
hit courtesy artillerymen
nsync with honing
sharp eyed acumen
joining (rather leading) civilians
carrying out coup d’etat
putsch ching aside feeble,
inept and lame
president to step up
and augment pen
ultimate last ditch effort
to halt climate change
to stave turning planet Earth
into self destructive oven.
All joking aside horrific,
née apocalyptic crisis doth loom
perhaps even unleashing mushroom,
clouds (thrown in for good measure)
encompassing entire planet
assuredly spelling doom,
where liquidation and fire sale
at all brick and mortar
stores will bloom,
(just ash at the front desk)
charcoal burnt offering skeleton crew
pointing blackened decker
index finger boom
meringue literally every black
Friday, Saturday, Sunday...
until every tomb
morrow until end of time.
Dragons, Dragonflies and Huffle-winks--
a mythical monster like a giant reptile
This fire breathing dragon spitting out fire
Huffle-winks lizard drinks insect blinks
The swamp waters pales stinks
Doomsday, Ragnarok, end of times
Chaos or evil, symbol of fertility climbs
Associated with water and the heavens
Big wings fire breathe levels
Huffle-winks lizard drinks insect blinks
Dragons fly lizard giant or insect
And in the stench fog covered waters birth
Long before the dinosaurs walked the Earth
A fast-flying long-bodied predator thinks
Huffle-winks lizard drinks insect blinks
Dragonflies not the lizard cry
Fitters by the waters-lake and dragons eye
Insect double winged helicopter found
Hoovering flying low to ground
Huffle-winks lizard drinks insect blinks
Big eyed bug flies lives in the water sinks
Ancient insects long before the dinosaurs walked the Earth
Oh my,
My, oh my!! blowing fire and smoke out the mouth
Blow the winds of fire from your abdomen Huffle-winks
Majestic insect fire-breathing lizard dragon
5/20/18
Copyright © 2018
Dragons, Dragonflies, and Huffle-winks Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
A stoma and a scar
like the Grand Canyon
form a conspiracy
against my body.
The stoma--raw and
fleshy--looks like a red
and beefy barnacle on
my side that constantly
oozes and drains feces
and waste like an
overflowing, backyard
cesspool. It sickens me.
Near the red and moist
stoma lies a huge,
crooked scar on my
stomach and abdomen.
It is like the Grand
Canyon of Arizona--an
immense displacement
of the local landscape,
only instead of earth
and rock and soil it is
my skin and muscle
and tissue that has been
gouged away. Like my
stoma, it sickens me as
well. Because of them
both, my body now
seems to me like the
raw anatomy of
disgust.
Her spell remains over me 44 years later
Once a bumblebee has kissed the nectar of Snapdragon
The creature is fever of succulence
She says, “You kiss so softly I think it’s a thing with guys with braces
My name is Bob.”
That’s quite a coincidence
After our third day at Civitan camp in Albion
High school awaits us all this fall
Someone wants to get their claws in us first
Suggests a new decade can be a better album spinning on its turntable
Then one from the 70s
I’m not so sure after all the Eagles and Fleetwood Mac
We sit together on a sidewalk
Still warm from the day’s sun
A bouquet of flowers cool overhead
Her lamp post hand rests on my blue jeans
She says she’s a witch and comes from Minnesota
“Bob from Minnesota.” I say
“That’s right. Bob from Minnesota. I came just for you.”
Moves her hand to my cheek traces her fingers to my lips
Abdomen to ovule
I remember her like this
And I suppose that is a magical spell as much as any
Long straight blond hair parted down the middle
Curtains half pulled back from the stage lights of her blue eyes
Thin lips a shoreline
A girl from Minnesota with a Michigan boy’s same name
Who says I kiss softly due to my braces
When I know it’s because I’ve never kissed a soft neck mystery
Until now
First taste of living free from home
She smokes a cigarette I can’t believe it
I ask for one she says “No I don’t think so.”
We talked much through that evening
About what? I have no memory
But she says when I dream of her she’s thinking of me
I sometimes still dream of her a lifetime later
Wish she’d come back
Wish I could rediscover how to kiss softly
Away from home again
A witch’s neck from Minnesota
I also remember
My dad said he was shocked at camp pick up
When he watched his young boy right in front of him
Kissed goodbye for so long and so softly on the lips
By an unafraid girl.
Existing with plenty lips and limbs
and of eyes, large enough to house the entire head
drags food in the orphanage, thinking they won’t need it
appetite in need of a lock and the lessons of maturity
every of his receptor is erect and rapacious
hand in front, leg behind, mouth on site, all for a full grasp
one who covets stones because they are mixed with grains
the sneaking of this bee into ten honey combs
to compress different benefits into one phase
abdomen stretches and changes shape
to accommodate the most of more
contentment is pushed through the bowels
no hope for this being as satisfaction reaches the rectum
and the word ‘enough’ a suicide route of his ego.