Long Diaper Poems
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Please do not hold me within those claws of unworthiness
As if your judgment alone DEFINES me!
Get out of here, you little baby,
You don’t recognize what’s good for you!
Push away the peas,
But you’re still going to have to eat them!!!!
Your fresh eyes glanced easily upon stupidity,
No, not stupidity—merely mistake!
An innocent, mind-begrudging mistake!
That, yes, I admittedly made. . .
This is not even a scratch on the surface—
Not even a soft powder-pat on your tiny balls
That little trip up you witnessed,
That you misconceived as smart-alecky trash,
That you automatically assumed was ME,
It was YOU
So, rest easy,
I mashed the peas for you:
My heart is pumping with what you will never know
I am bleeding along the surface of your hardened exterior
I am a silly mistake in the form of a slip of the finger—
An acquitted mistake
That I will never make again
(trust me on that one, OLIVER!)
With all the efforts of justification,
You rest your eyes with utter annoyance upon me now
For that human, that CHILD standing there,
Smiling in the light like a sunburned baby’s ass
Is nothing but a diaper-filled disruption—
A **** disturbance uncalled for
But is adequately named, the one who IGNORES
The moment I looked at you, Oliver
I was certain of a sweet heart
It was in your eyes—a trust of kindness so genuine
So attractive you were,
Full of newness—a shiny toy that remains in the box
Limited edition (emphasis on limited)—exclusive….
By Destiny’s pacifying distain,
She taught me I could be crushed of dreams
The moment I fall on my face—
That people are not always who you think they will be
That I could be utterly and undeniably wrong in the good I see
And God, you sir, are so deliberately ugly to me!!!!!!
How’s that for an ETERNAL impression?!
*Sorry guys. But I needed a raw rant off my chest. Love you guys immensely. If there’s an Oliver that reads this poem on here, I promise I am not aiming this at you babe….just had to make that clear…. XD *
To give your mother something nice,
don’t need to think about it twice.
Just a phone call or a letter,
will make her feel so much better.
Show her how much you really care,
and say thank you for being there.
You can simply hug and kiss her,
to show her how much you’ve missed her.
Because after all of those years,
they have spent drying off your tears.
Being the official wiper,
whenever you filled your diaper.
Always cooking something yummy,
To fill up your empty tummy.
Making sure you’re tucked in at night,
under blanket so warm and tight.
Placing a kiss on your forehead,
search for monsters under your bed.
Kissing away all those booboos,
consoling you if you should lose.
The best thing that you could ever do,
Is to say to her,
“Mom, I love you.”
Within the metal, gnarled and charred
lay smoldering remnants of your car
the sign that screamed the traffic deaths
refrained from adding yours just yet
As traffic trickled to one lane
us Lookie-loos just couldn’t refrain
and all of us including me
couldn’t help but view this tragedy
The tire marks along the track
of concrete meant to keep you back
painted pictures of the scene
in smears of blood and gasoline
Through twisted metal, broken glass
how could one survive this crash?
It took a while to cut you out
several items strewn about;
pacifier, diaper pack
a little car seat in the back
baby bottle, beer cans too
I wonder what became of you?
Who Don’t Like Kids
Glee is a word that I’d rarely choose
My lexicon has it, but it’s little used
But now it’s right there on the tip of my tongue
Where glee now resides with euphoric and fun
For where I found sorrow now I find joy
It’s down to the birth of my new baby boy
I’ve almost forgotten the shock that I had
And that dreadful thought that I’d soon be a dad
I’d feared that my plight would be sleepless nights
While sitting awake till it’s nearly light
But now it’s alright, the future looks bright
And now I don’t tremble with fright
When he’s a toddler he’ll go pitter patter
But for the moment he’s just gonna splatter
his nappy like ten times a day
(That’s diaper in the U S of A)
A dad will stay home and act fatherly
That sacrifice don’t mean that much to me
For nothing can dampen my utter glee
Cos my one night stand has custody
6 January 2019
For: Jubilant Joy contest
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Our face book fact checker is hard at work.
He brings us more news with a poetry twerk.
A foreign obsession has now been sired.
A deplorable audience is what’s desired.
If you roast our president at least make it fun.
But as president he is getting the job done.
Donald doubled down and lost his bet.
Joe doesn’t wear a diaper, at least not yet.
You might think Mr. Biden is in a bit of a slump.
Who cares if he’s sleepy, at least he’s not Trump?
Don’t fixate on Russia or how much the man sleeps.
We all know about the sniffing, and yes it gives us the creeps.
Our Commander in Chief is who we have.
If you are still butt hurt, then try a little salve.
Trump is no longer able to hit send.
With Biden, the fact checking can end.
CURSE OF THE EMPTY NEST
No way imagine empty nest,
imagine, giving birth at thirty-five.
Plus fact I’d never even changed a diaper,
so mother-hood … just prayed survive.
Then son became testy teen,
days couldn’t wait
till time came son would leave.
Next day prayed he never would,
and then … He Did!
Shocking … imagine, finding myself alone
with this man called, my spouse?
Crazy fools gotten hold of VIAGRA,
keeps chasing me ... all over the house.
Empty nest … don’t think so!
Cause this man won’t let me relax,
can't even unwind alone with glass of wine.
Sex crazed fool … has one track mind!
Ladies, listen,” Lets proclaim Empty Nest …
has brand new meaning ...
VACATION TIME”
Lets leave our sex crazed fools
and Viagra, Home Alone,
in their …
Empty Nest.
May 13, 2023
Contest :Empty Nest
Sponsor: Cooper Etheridge
A push-button blood alarm
scans the receptivity of softly ticking ears.
It is the ever-wakening
never snoozing
internet jungle calling.
Fasting birds as large as velociraptors
insist on being called parrots,
a raucous conversation hardly heard
as it filters through
3-D printed flugelhorns.
A cell awakes vibrates within an ear socket
demanding its early morning diaper change.
Little silver bells are clanging,
A sub-audial cacophony of eager voices
discharging their erotically-charged salvos
Devices cry to be fed.
Now subliminal texts tattoo
a finger pulsing moment.
Thumbs are itching to be mugged, in-plugged,
abused in a bath of warmed-over news.
The scaly parrots are now too loud to hear,
we are near
our minds nailed to a printing block
and tapping impatiently
as reality is swiped this way and that.
The racetrack is galloping,
white rabbits are being
yanked out of top hats so rapidly
we can only blink our replies
in a hand-held, wide-eyed chameleon sky.
Momentarily
by Odin Roark
How elusive the quest
To place oneself in sync
Wavelength to wavelength
Response to reply
So many agendas beg ignoring
Those places where integrity remains suspect
Where job
Marriage
Relationships
Friends
Acquaintances
Eye contact
Undeserved pleasures
Even fantasized harmony
Portending confirmation of truth
Are often merely layered fears
Forged in distrust
For lest we forget
No one promised answers
Even as schemas know no boundaries
The road signs always offering direction
To the many of want
Facilitating few of need
They nevertheless remain available
Such goes this phenomenon of plans
Diagramable life
Representation of what might be
But rarely is
What is intrinsically longed for
Yet seemingly uncatchable
Like forever morphing mercury
Still
So desperate are most
Clutching to random connection
Often without reason
That attention from others
Is embraced as self-realization
Perhaps a venture off the beaten path
A bushwhack through the untrammeled past
Might beg consideration
Where revisiting the child within
Will remind how infant outbursts
Conveyed rudimentary logic
When diaper rash urgency
Void of language
Save scream and cry
Defined simple organics
A voicing in search of form
So easy to ignore this
Time’s simplistic message
Reaching back toward the dawn of man
When primitive bone and stone
Drummed the truth of need
Food
Shelter
Cover
When duplicity hadn’t been invented
When progress was preserved by raw instinct
Today
Actuality is in questioned focus
Our civilized regression
This guised-in-furtherance flight
Toward make-believe escape
Has jettisoned logic into the abyss of ignorance
Manipulating instead today’s lie of norm
Into modern truth
The hunt will continue
Beneath self-created imprisonment
To find that somewhere yet to objectify itself
That place where slumbers intrinsic reasoning
Kept safe by nature’s heartbeat
Requires nothing but simple acceptance
Of that known simply as
Ever available
Truth
Searching minds continue
Trusting consciousness will prevail
Even allowing occasional laughter
Along the path where delusions entertain…
Momentarily
This is how your brain works.
Not yours, everybody’s.
Mine too when it is working.
If you say “Don’t to a child or a husband,”
They have to picture DOING it before they
can picture not doing it.
Often they actually do it, because they have
pictured it.
This is why thanking them for doing the right thing
is much more effective than using Don’t.
“Thank you for cleaning your room today, Honey.”
“Thank you for taking out the garbage, my darling.”
“Thank you for changing the baby’s poopy diaper.”
This works on children, husbands, and wives.
You may pay my agent $100 on the way out.
You’re welcome.
Diaper Duty
Diaper duty's not that bad.
The first few months go well.
Baby doesn't go that much,
And the poo does not yet smell.
When baby's very little,
And gets fed only milk
Baby's little excrement
Resembles brown mustard 'til...
Baby starts to grow a bit
And so does baby's poo.
The food they eat is more complex
And they poo much more like you.
Changing baby's diaper
Becomes more interesting.
And the smell that baby generates
Starts your nose to sting.
You learn real fast which foods cause
Your nostrils so much gloom.
And which of baby's foods are safe
And don't cause deadly fumes.
You also learn what kind of foods
Make baby's poo too stiff.
And what makes their poo so runny
They could poo through a sieve.
So take care of little baby
And always feed them right.
And be sure to check their diaper
Before turning out the light.