Long Cellulite Poems
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Inapropos Trois Faux Pas Jokingly Blurted Out
Inapropos trois faux pas jokingly blurted out...
yesterday August 30th, 2022.
The following fictitious account
predicated upon words spilling
out me mouth before taking time
to think through how sarcastic remark
would affect primary listener.
Comments about marital matters
particularly ours (yours truly...
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Categories:
cellulite, adventure, august, fate, funny love, husband, sorrow,
Form:
Free verse
The Missus Pounded Mine Posterior
The missus pounded mine posterior...
causing percussive rumpus
to vibrate like jelly
Me experienced quite disruptive sleep
(quite early in the morning
of November 10th 2022 -
no shut eye could I keep),
hence though exhausted, I share
childlike trait of...
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Categories:
cellulite, abuse, anger, blue, fun, humorous, husband, marriage,
Form:
Free verse
The Ballad of Arthur and Mandy
A tribute to the late, great Victoria Wood x
Arthur and Mandy sat one night
When he gave her a dreadful fright
Ripped off his jumper revealed his string vest
Showing snippets of his hairy chest
He looked at her...
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Categories:
cellulite, funny,
Form:
Rhyme
Mixed Feelings
You wanna know why I read?
I read because books are my escape.
I read because the friends I have in books are so much truer than the friends I have in real life.
I read because in...
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Categories:
cellulite, confusion, depression, introspection, life, on writing and
Form:
Free verse
Flesh Wounds
The mirror reflects a lifetime etched upon my skin; a canvas of stories whispered through maturity. I stand before it, middle-aged and exposed, my nakedness laid bare. My image holds no judgment, only truth—an unyielding...
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Categories:
cellulite, appreciation, beauty, body, growth, perspective, self, woman,
Form:
Free verse
While attempting going to sleep after midnight
While attempting going to sleep after midnight...
December 27th, 2023,
the missus pounded mine posterior
(she played paddywhack
on me blimey buttucks)
not only causing contusion,
but flaying percussive rumpus,
where the wild things are
found yours truly feeling
like a...
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Categories:
cellulite, blue, cry, father, games, humorous, husband, wife,
Form:
Free verse
The Auction
The auction began ------------
Black, bronze, yellow and other girls were there,
Only the most lovely and fair.
They were brought in from everywhere.
Shackled,
They formed a human chain.
Baffled,
Their eyes revealed their despair,
And tears their pain.
Mothers separated from...
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Categories:
cellulite, satire, me, money,
Form:
Rhyme
The Missus Pounded Mine Posterior
The missus pounded mine posterior...
causing percussive rumpus
Meanwhile good n plenty vibrations resonated
felt and heard round the world wide web
(strongest quaking sensations
occurred upon double mattresses atop bed
within apartment unit b44
2 Highland Manor Drive),
but woody d'ya believe
drumming,...
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Categories:
cellulite, abuse, adventure, grief, humorous, husband, imagery, wife,
Form:
Free verse
I Am Laura's Stomack Part 1
It’s Monday morning, she’s got up.
When I asked her for breakfast
she told me to shut up.
When I asked her for my porridge
or at least for an orange
she told me to...
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Categories:
cellulite, funny, me, day, me, time,
Form:
Free verse
Girl of My Dreams
Girl of my dreams
Sometimes I feel my heart beats hate faster than the heart of Satan/
Seeing you in his arms brings me to the level I'm hatin/
Ain't no fakin that I barely know you/
Only met...
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Categories:
cellulite, addiction, boyfriend, death, dream, funeral, horror, love,
Form:
ABC
Bursts of Creativity
Bursts Of Creativity...
Asper myself tend
to occur late at night,
or early morn 'o follow
wing day unbeknownst
despite acute insight
how, when, where, why...
ideas swarm and bite
inspiration doth alight
try as I might to
coax, anchor right,
burning candlebox at
both ends during...
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Categories:
cellulite, 11th grade, 12th grade, adventure, creation, happiness,
Form:
Rhyme
Baby Shoes
The guitar pick necklace rested in the hollow of her mottled throat like a chandelier in an old house. A pair of fish net clad legs counted the seconds like a cellulite pocked metronome.
Taking a...
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Categories:
cellulite, life, loss, lost, sad,
Form:
Free verse
Mirror Mirror
I look in your eyes
what do I see
A shell of myself
who I used to be
A minuscule fragment
of who I was before
When red carpet
stretched out across my floor
...
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Categories:
cellulite, hate, image, mirror, , memorial,
Form:
Free verse
Flux Eterna
“That body is female!”, they tell me.
At the turn of the moon
It purges itself of its sins,
Washing away what lives could have been,
Punished for failing biological duties.
“That body is female!”, they tell me.
Forever marked with...
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Categories:
cellulite, angst, deep, how i feel, identity,
Form:
Free verse
Discombobulation Hammers Sic Kills Lacerates Peppers
Discombobulation hammers (sic) kills, lacerates, peppers...
tuckered wayfarer
Blitzkrieg cacophony debilitates Earthling
spiritually, mentally, emotionally... castrates
analogous post traumatic stress disorder
status simulating shell shocked warrior
dizzily descending darkening dimension
aghast - weakly ejaculate wherefore art thou
Elysian Fields?
Mine skeletal atrophied, diseased,...
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Categories:
cellulite, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, atheist,
Form:
Free verse
My Beauty
MY BEAUTY
Piece by piece
I will remove them
I will undo them now.
I will undress now
Like the stripper you wish me to be
I will throw them at you
Daring you to grab them
Measuring how vast your desire is
Seeing...
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Categories:
cellulite, satire, beauty, beauty, me,
Form:
Free verse
The Shape of You This Summer
The summers here and you worked that body
and you...
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Categories:
cellulite, beautiful, body, happy, summer, uplifting,
Form:
Shape
Her Sense of Humor
A slight hint of consternation was in her voice,
“Why did you tell those people I’m deaf and dumb?”
“I never said you were deaf, my Dear.”
She laughed, but I kinda felt like a bum.
Hell. It...
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Categories:
cellulite, angst, best friend, care, crazy, for her,
Form:
Rhyme
Thong Thing Is Wrong
Thong Thing Is Wrong
Thong thing is wrong
Cellulite women rolled on folds of flesh
Over waves and seas that crest
What are those monstrosities
Whales washed up on beaches
Thin strings not quite bikinis hide...
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Categories:
cellulite, anxiety, beach, body, change, food, identity, silly,
Form:
Free verse
Fatter
I’m getting fatter and fatter with each passing day,
And my chest looks like breasts perhaps a child might say,
But when I think of the people that cannot eat at all,
Who cannot work from trouble and...
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Categories:
cellulite, food, funny, health, me, people, me, people,
Form:
Couplet
The Setting of the Sun: Part Three
Behold a land of monarchic decadence as celebrity status
of family values eroded in a smorgasbord
of half truths and bare-faced lies;
what life-model this,
one of toe-sucking chequebook journalism,
degradation and scandal, contempt for the public.
TV vendettas and cellulite...
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Categories:
cellulite, history, social, time, , cute,
Form:
Narrative
Nearly Perfect
NEARLY PERFECT
I know I am not perfect now,
but I’m pretty bloody close.
if it wasn’t for my wrinkles
or my great long pointy nose.
My figure’s really hourglass
except for cellulite,
and in my hair, you’ll find no grey
if I...
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Categories:
cellulite, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
Giving Memories
Year end draws nigh
bringing memories to heart's hearth.
Some are embers warm glow;
Others, ashes to be shifted through;
All trance inducing, as the past
flickers and flames in Technicolor--
Frame by frame of elusive times gone by.
Happy times...
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Categories:
cellulite, christmas, family, love,
Form:
Free verse
Identity
Who are you?
I am the happy tree
The Mammal
The eggshell you avoid crushing
Who am I?
You are a red dress
Covering bruises and cuts
Socked in fabric and blood
Who are we?
You...
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Categories:
cellulite, blue, happiness, identity, image, journey, pain,
Form:
Free verse
Crossroads and Roads
Crossroads prod roads that download and upload quads of queries
Lumped and dumped on our battered bodies by blister berries
Spiced with slices of suppression and subjugation
That in the end neither mend nor amend our conjugation.
Crossroads prod...
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Categories:
cellulite, poems,
Form:
Free verse