Long Bloomers Poems

I was born in everlasting springtime, as happenstance often does to others,
Like natural green halls wherein joy sings, to its wilder sisters and brothers.

I was situated in mellowed sunshine, like a colorful ship on the...

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If I told you would you listen 
If i told you would you perceive me as a monster 
If I told you would you go and judge 
My unborn beautiful daughter 
I'm warmhearted 
With the...

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Bob had been a lonely man ever since
His wife of fifty years had passed.
“Lord, let me join her.” he would pray.
“Let this day be my last.”

Each day, he went to the cemetery,
Just a short walk...

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Dear Santa,
As you may well know, 
it's tights and not stockings that are all the go.
So, with no stockings to hang on the bedstead, 
would a pair of my bloomers be OK instead?
I'll sew up...

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Every day I go on Facebook to check on my wall, I just stare and wonder if I even know you people at all. 
I go on Twitter to tweet a tweet, then on Instagram...

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IT'S BEEN A BUSY SEASIDE SUMMER DAY..
     WHILE THE SUN WAS AT IT'S HEIGHT AND BURNING
     UP THE DAY...
     ON THE BEACH THEY'RE...

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I woke up tomorrow
And sat on my head
So I ate supper
Before I got out of bed

Stranger things happen
In this crazy world

I went through the bedroom door
And was outside in the spring
It was snowing when I...

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Alice falls in blue hole dizziness,
bedraggled in white-smocked dress,
bloomers, too-high
knee socks, medusa-spread
of dirty-blond hair. Her nastiness hovers around
the royal-red throne with its pink-flamingo-
legs distress, playing cards
floating in 52-card pickup,
white rose with a heart — indicative...

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Here's a story my grandma told
When I was just a kid
She said she was abducted by aliens
And this is what she did

She said while she was sleeping
She was awakened by a big blue light
She was...

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Maybe this is all just me, and the quirky way that I view all of this life, sometimes, especially now. Just as quickly as life can grab hold of us, tackling us right down tickling...

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Dusty and distraught the afternoon laid out 
like a sun-shaped jewel ahead of us. 
Our marble eyes will fill up with salty tears
and the rivers will swell until they drown
the glittering meadows in madness. 
Our...

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The Showing of The Ankle

Now dashing Sir Giles was a smarmy old geezer
Bold with the women, he knew how to please ‘em
Money no probs and endowed with good looks
It was easy to get into ladies...

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This is the story of Sally Doolally
A young maiden farmer from down in the valley
She kept a keen eye out for Thomas McNally
And dreamed of the day he would say, ‘Can we marry?’

Sally Doolally had...

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I browsed thro' an old Sears-Roebuck Catalogue the other day.
The necessaries shown in its pages would be antiquities today.
It illustrated harness, horse shoes, things to tend horse's withers,
And displayed everything from anvils to fifty-one string...

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Giant Red Planet Mars: What's really going on? 

Rumors are, there is someone other than I
They're hiding where I can't see if I try
Some say they’re pint-size, big heads, and huge eclipse black eyes
Never wearing...

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We stand stately and beautifully along the
front lawn of a gentle lady who loves flowers.
Our biggest dream is that we will grow and be like her.
She's kind and giving, and her life greets you with...

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You might have heard the stories
Or maybe they’re just rumours
Of when my poor old granny
Lost her frilly bloomers

My granny she is old school
Hates waste of any kind
Repairs her clothes incessantly
With whatever she can find

When the...

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In yard inside my haven home structure
appeared brown bear 
depressing during 
the darkest coldest times of the year
color is absent fragrance non clear
Blow the blossoms flowers are
winter still pansies and viola

My heart soul warm by...

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Mother was a genius when it came to recyclin' flowery flour sacks,
Durin' The Great Depression to provide duds for her family's backs!
With her trusty pedal Singer Sewin' Machine she turned out a horde,
Of decent apparel...

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God helped me count sheep
so i safely went to sleep
that did become deep

throughout the city
they had formed a committe
that measured pity

knew trump did deveive
who in will never believe
him we should relieve

heard democracy
became a bureaucracy
with hypocracy...

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Outcast 
Man with the cloven foot walks through the night, harsh and frustrated, 
he was the result when a farmhand had intercourse with a cow... and 
when cow a cold February day gave birth on...

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Who the hell is Etty Ket
To keep interfering in my life?
I keep hearing its not Etty Ket
From my very soon to be wife.
I bet she was a Victorian
With a long pointy nose
Red flanellette bloomers
And long...

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Written By:  D. Collins 11/21/22


For some reason right around O-Dark-Thirty.
I wake up feeling pumped, freaky, and flirty.
Slightly nudging that woman to politely wake her up.
And, have breakfast in bed like a champion does.



Yeah Mon'...

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On your pale hard tummy, lined up so neat I row, 
with the queens permission bloomers in plastic on E Bay.
Those spears and swords used as pens, two brown, one pink and deep cobalt that...

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From the underside of a milkweed leaf you appeared to me, oh butterfly
you spanned and metamorph before my eyes
from a tiny caterpillar to a creature full of flame.
They call you the common tiger or the...

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