Long Germy Poems
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How did you get here, little one?
You are such a contrast to these dead leaves and sticks
They are gray, tan, and ugly
You are a misfit in the world of the unseen.
You usually fit onto a rearview mirror of a car.
I cannot see anyone wearing you as an eyepatch
I doubt you fell off someone’s backpack.
Wait a second, here is a thought.
A persnickety camper who attaches an air freshener to his backpack?
I smile at this absurd idea.
Should I leave you here for others to discover?
Or should I pick you up, risking my life, for you might be germy.
Playing it safe, I take a photo and leave her there to delight other writers.
There is a part of me, an obscure mossy part
that is an underlay, a lichen-like carpeting
of scud and muddy surf that some might call earth.
Within that membranous sub-coat
neither devils nor angles live, yet there are creatures
they merge and mingle swapping their miniscule bodies
with each other just to scurry hither and thither
as different aspects of a microcosmic,
yet ever growing awareness.
I think sweet St Francis would have seen through me;
I believe he would have blessed my animalistic sub-existence
while teaching each germy, parasitical, symbiotic
cellular organism of mine how to knit together
the image of God in this filmy mire.
Adamant Face
My mother used to say with an adamant face, "There is a place for everything and for everything a place!”
My goodness, this house is a total disgrace"
So every Tuesday at quarter past 4:OO
each person in our family had the same chore,
to straighten the house and pick up the floor.
We all sighed, then one replied,
“Where do we put things?”
“Where do they go?”
"Where did they come from?"
"We don’t know!”
"Just put things back in their original home.
"Whatever you do, don’t let them roam"
If you don’t know what it's called,
where to put it,
or what it does,
or you can’t throw it out or know it’s name because,
it doesn’t have a match or
there is a piece detached ;
then don’t give up, just keep your chin up.
Leave nothing astray, but please be done by the end of the day"
"There is a place for everything and for everything a place" she reminded us with her adamant face.
Our cleaning began, and what did we find ?
Interesting things of every kind.
Two birthday candles from my cake years ago, rusted nail clippers that trimmed my big toe.
A broken pencil with a very dull end, and a thank you card I forgot to send.
A soy sauce packet stuck to a fork, from a take out order of moo shoo pork.
A spool of thread, the color red, when I sewed my clumsy thumb instead!
Grandpa’s glasses missing one lens
My sister’s retainer
And 2 leaky pens
A postal stamp
A bread bag clip
The top to my mother’s pink lipstick.
A germy cold lozenge when I had the flu.
A dirty lace from a tennis shoe.
Three receipts from CVS.
A zipper from an old prom dress.
Soon we finished, and one replied,
“Our cleaning is done, we picked up the floor,
No longer a disgrace anymore!"
"We put things back in their original home,
where they belonged and could not roam”
“Mother, that place was the kitchen drawer!"
Our job is done, say no more!
Challenge poem number 13
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The flu is pounding
In my head
I took this challenge
And type from bed
I really hate to lose this quest
A challenge at sweethearts request
Challenge Poem # 14
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Oh precious children came for dinner
But brought along a vicious sinner
A raging virus, now we're ill
With fevers, coughs and such a chill
Next time I'll make them wear a mask
And social distance up to task!
Poem Number 15
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The vaporizers running
And I am sore not funning
When I say so are our noses
Like disgusting germy hoses!!
It's being used here for emphasis
denaturing and altering
the structure of germy surfaces.
Anti bacterium was created from
the need to both
clean and eliminate funk
and bacteria.
Vegetative Forms of bacteria can be
cleaned with alcohols. But have no affect on either
spores and viruses.
Disinfecting to eliminate antimicrobial
were antibiotics are used to help
eliminate the infestations.
Ozone generators and Anti odor beads are
used to get the Funk away and eliminate odor
Good old funk eleimanation can included
but should not be exclusive of the the latters:
Vinegar and baking soda, are a wise combination
the effect is almost instant and the smell
can be enhanced by using citrus oils and oils
Kinetic verbs are actions that relate to a specific topic or genre.
these verbs are in relation to a certain topic description of
rendering remedy using the terminology of the genre described.
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Kinetic nouns are nouns that relate to a specific area of study: word usage
and description terminology.
to give a more inviting scent to any area..
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Solutionary treatments are when the noun and verbs are used to help create a solution to solve a scentarian problem. for example
Cyon Sr. didn't have enough knowledge of science and didn't have enough money to have a solution created to deal with the orders and funks in his area of work.
He knew that crisp pungent odors from citrises like grapefruits, lemons and oranges could be extracted from the skins of the fruits and stored in extracted vegetable oil.
He save fruit zest for more many, many years and stored them in oils.
When he saved his money he wanted to create a product that would use these oils to eliminate odor and funk. He used these terms might the chemist would have an easier time creating a formula and soap to be used in Funk and oder removal!
A formula is an equation
where a function is predefined.
Isolation of Citrus Oils
optimization (the Extraction of oils from the zests)
Written by Professor Lydain Pinene
Remember the old story about money making the world go around?
Not anymore!
Credit cards are a way of life now.
People have no idea what to do with cash money.
Dirty, hand exchanged money.
Ugh! Who wants that grubby stuff?
Germy, grimy, sneezed on
Bad, cold-infested money.
Yuck!
No one wants to take it.
Knowing the possible germs
It has been exposed to.
Measles chicken pox, mumps probably
All traveled through society on the backs
Of dirty, grimy, greasy, dollar bills.
Credit cards are so much
Crisper, cleaner.
Credit cards for everyone!
At least most of them are
Only handled by one person.
Even my 87-year-old mother
Who swore she would never have a credit card,
Has to have one so she can order on Amazon.
She lives in a small remote town with
Few stores.
Money?
Bah, humbug!
Not for our society.
Credit cards is where it’s at now!
Germy-Squirmy Little Worm
The most clever – yet so firm
Plotting more scheme is what you yearn
Schemes, snares, you're going for the fiery burn
Ruining good apples with your germs!
O Germy-Squirmy Little Worm
Gleefully striving not having yet learned!
Whimsically strict and forever stern
Infesting people with your dirty germs!
What wage – in the end – might you earn?
When having wasted your time transmitting your germs
Capturing innocent souls under vile terms?
O Germy-Squirmy Little Worm
I watch you there among the ferns
Shrivel and curl and horizontally squirm
With a loaded conscience full of your own toxic germs
Filling up to the top your internalized urn!
What might be your horrid fate
As of this very day or as of late?
O Germy-Squirmy Little Worm
What else do you believe you merit or deserve:
A beautiful eternity on reserve
Or the painful sores of an infinite burn?
O Germy-Squirmy Little Worm
I wish you not any harm of fiery burns
But,, I compel to leave you a warn:
Drop your schemes even those unborn!
Germy-Squirmy Little Worms ,
Ruining good apples with their toxic terms ,
Often place themselves as fishline baits
They often do not slumber…but stay up late
Scheming and plotting
Of more apples for rotting!
Only to find that the early bird
Gets the worm
Gulped back down to the earth’s center core
Having pinched themselves by their own opened door!
Once heaven is lost – challenging it is to return
Count your losses – O Little Germy-Squirmy Little Worm -
If you return with illusive ideas to scheme to Heaven’s gates
Without walking the narrow road
Without your germy dirty overload!
O Germy-Squirmy Little Worm
Stop the squirming and the roaming
Be still and remain silent
Return at once to your private dorm…
There is a part of me,
an obscure mossy part
that is an underlay,
a lichen-like carpeting
of scud and muddy surf
that some might call soul.
Within that membranous sub-coat
neither devils nor angles live
yet there are creatures
and they merge and mingle
swapping their miniscule bodies
with each other
just to scurry hither and thither
as different aspects
of a microcosmic awareness.
I think sweet St Francis would have
seen through me.
I believe he would have blessed
my animalistic sub-existence
while teaching each germy,
parasitical, symbiotic
cellular organism of mine
how to knit together
the shape of God
in this filmy mire,
this gathering swarm
of innate holiness.