Long Droopy Poems

A Stolen Memory
A Mirthful Chorus
By Sy Roth 


We surrounded him 
Asked to let go.
She stared at the misshapen face,
Unshaven sandpapery skin 
Eyelids a tabula rasa
Fluttery sere skin
And we could see the humor blossoming in his...

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New England's late May sun was long up,
and yet her laundry began to unfold
and clip onto the droopy clothesline,
while yet to warm into 8 AM.

She wore a light spring jacket
and need not think long
about why...

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I was so anxious to get away but I did not realize what was on the way
I got a standing ticket because all the tickets have been sold out some on the black market, others...

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Can I go to the bathroom? This place is full of jackasses. This place is full of jackasses jerking each other off. This place is full of ignorant, parochial, zit-sucking jackasses undeserving of their place...

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It is a witchy tradition to pass down your first broom to
The next generation, but poor dear sweet Mable inherited an eye 
Sore from her elder granny, the handle topped end was crooked
In a twisted...

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Alien talk I can’t understand
A Pifflewig performed a handstand
He verbalised through his ass
Gross putrid wind he did pass
Like many blokes throughout the land!

I farted, perhaps it was fear
Foul wind was expelled from my rear
The pifflewig...

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Hello there !
Black or white 
A mixture of yellow or green 
Blue eyes or thick lips 
May be Short or tall ,fat or slim 
A blend of Asian or Caucasian 
African or wherever you from,
Do...

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This Year’s Champion

It’s the last of the snow
Spring finally arrived
Time to get ready for battle
Time to get my little hands 
On my bag of marbles
Way up there since winter
Abandoned on my bookshelf
A droopy, limp blue...

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Sunday morning
time for sabbath sacraments.

He steps into gusty wind,
some fat splatter sweeps of raindrops
fall across his porch roof
on down through roaring river valley,
forceful push, then ebb,
February wind storm with fat rain,
a wondrous primal pair
he adores.

Neighbor...

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EXERPTS   FROM   HITLER’S   DIARY   1941

"I never travel without my diary, one should always have something sensational to read . .
 . " Oscar Wilde, 1891 

Tues ...

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The little pygmy named Pixie Poggly was quirky queenly quaintly and quickly, but rarely ever really did much can't you see.

Until one day, a raunchy rascal quaintly and shrewdly, Skinny and slippery that he was,...

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"Clinging to me
Like a last breath you would breathe
You were like home to me
I don't recognize the street

Please don't close your eyes
Don't know where to look without them
Outside the cars speed by
I'd never heard them...

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It’s the last of the snow
Spring finally arrived
Time to get ready for battle
Time to get my little hands 
On my bag of marbles
Way up there since winter
Abandoned on my bookshelf
A droopy, limp blue velvet bag
But...

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(Continued from Part 1)


Transparent figures walk at a flirtatious pace
On world-class runways, with no expression on their face
Parading styles you can't afford in your possession
They are the ghostly models of the latest, greatest FASHION.

A millisecond...

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Buttonhole Daisy 
            by Odin Roark

My city bud and I
How we love the long walks
Daisy beneath my chin
Tucked securely in a buttonhole
Me with discovery...

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Simone


I’ve yet to see her cry
Or wipe a tear from her eye

Though I’ve seen her dry sweat  off her brows

And that fan ain’t nothing 
She’s going on sixty-five

Burgundy lipstick stained teeth
Her kiss perched on...

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An old Ethiopian veteran of the love wars 
once told a newlywed Kenyan kid:
If you want the infant marriage to survive,
make it to the golden years Mt. Kilimanjaro side
You gotta keep the giraffe standing up,
when...

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I Cannot Weight To Hmm...
Be Pressed By A Dumbbell

Two fifteen pound
     steely danse sing
     wrought iron dumbbells
     ill-tempered, impatiently,
    ...

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The wind is blowing from all directions and the cloud is falling beneath the earth, the hills are standing tall and strong, and my heart is singing a merry song. I long for the days...

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Dear friend,
 
Today, I turn the pages of our memories.
Those laughter and tears.
That we have shared for more many years
Those secrets that we hide
underneath the cherry tree.
These photographs I held, and
I used to smile every...

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Bedyet
	
It’s not time to go to Bedyet, I’ve frequently been told,
By people who won’t travel, be they four or nine years old.
And others even older won’t visit the Bedyetter
They leave it late, refuse to go,...

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A deeper silence diffuses rapidly around Nature waiting
for its awakening, a shine less, discontent and wandering 
star gleams with a scarcely light so murky and feeble;
then dissipates itself in the faded, whitish blue; the blinding
sun...

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I just got in from the sweltering heat
With anxiety trickling down my feet
something  kept beckoning me to go for a ride
so I obeyed the spirit and went back outside
I grabbed my bike and speed...

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Her chin was resting between her knees
Her fingers were running smoothly through the sand
She didn’t notice my arrival
She just sat, staring out at the ocean

I could hear the drop of the hallowed cave
It echoed and...

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I peer at myself in the mirror.
My forehead is nice though I like it covered with bangs.
Lines there are to be expected,
and so too, the crows’ feet at my eyes.
At the base of my forehead...

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