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Don't get a bug in your butt because I like to eat
So it's none of your business if I can't see my feet
My tee shirt on the line looks like a sheet
While driving, my right hip's in the passenger seat
One serving of ice cream just won't do
So I buy a half gallon, it contains two
I'd tie my laces but I can't reach my shoe
I bought a diet book and I ate that too
Really, I think I should take some weight off soon
When I bend over the neighbor sings Allegheny Moon
When I start breakfast at eight, I finish by noon
When I wear corduroy pants, they play their own tune
I'm sick of TV shows saying I gotta be thin
I'm very well rounded for the shape that I'm in
When I touch my knees I display a horizontal grin
If there's a pie eating contest in town, you know I'd win
Really, I ordered a pizza because pizza is great
I told him to slice it in six because I couldn't eat eight
Really, don't call me names, that's something I hate
But if you call me for dinner, I'll never be late
……. Holy Poets……
If you don’t like a poets views take a long walk.
Don’t beat anyone over the head, with endless
God talk.
They may be Jewish, Buddhist, Islamic,Atheist
whatever!
It’s none of your business to hog tie them with a
Christian tether.
They don’t need you...who are you the Pope?
Moralistic monks posing at poets with hope??
At least, the Hare Krishna folk can dance!
You have spiritual, Savior “ants in your pants”
Many practicing, good Christians, already are here.
Take your own moral inventory, before condemning
other poets, far better than you, be of great cheer.
Jesus was right on the money!
“Judge yourself, before you judge anyone”was pure,
clear, ESUS honey!
This is a place for poetry, not eternal salvation.
Quit playing clerics and sending poets to eternal
damnation!
Do pray, in humility, for all you “think” that are lost!
Remove your white collar, alienating dear poets is not
worth the cost!
Poetry is about honest self_expression at its best!
If you think it’s about judging, worse, destroying others,
you are on the wrong quest!
There are Christian poetry sites you can participate in... and
Being non-Christian here, is no requirement, nor is it a sin!
Look at all the countries represented here.
Give each one space, respect them and be of good cheer!
10/2/2021
Never let a good day go astray
by brooding over a bad yesterday.
Relax, go with the flow
and learn to just let it go.
What others think of you is none of your business,
though it helps you understand the value of forgiveness.
Don't worry about those who are quick to condemn.
The best thing to do is to simply ignore them.
We can never predict misfortune
or the adversity that life can bring.
So, it's best to have patience. Give it time,
because time heals almost everything.
Be sure to pay attention,
be vigilant and aware
that those who are unhappy
are those who want to compare.
Don't be easily lured
into feelings of dismay.
The only person you should try to outdo
is the person you were yesterday.
It's okay to have doubt
and not have things figured out.
Relax, stay calm, take care,
and know that, in time, you'll get there.
Yes, life can be full of slings and arrows
and overall "crappiness".
Just remember it's on you:
only you are in charge of your happiness.
Life is short. We're only here for awhile.
Enjoy it while you have it, and don't forget to smile!
These are my lips.
They are big full lips.
They need more open space to
wrap them selves firm around.
They don't fit onto smug potty, little
pretty faces pouty, these lips
are full wide and free thinking lips.
They don't like to be kept beholding, nor empty.
Wet these lips, have never been without,
they move up north when they want to
they head south when they need to.
Unless it's to you, is none of your business.
Now as I smile, as you wish it were you.
Mine are rich pink firm hard to grasp lips
and these mighty lips,
have sunk more than my share, of ships.
Lips that are magic.
Lips never loose.
Should you, could but come around too know them.
They would pull the oil right out of the ground,
and on a man, they will never be found.
M W T N D S L T I P
1. Make peace with your past
So it won’t disturb your present and future.
2. What other people think of you
Is none of your business.
3. Time heals almost everything
Wait for it to become vision.
4. No one is in charge of your happiness
But you.
5. Don’t compare your life with others
And don’t judge them, you have no idea what
Their journey is all about.
6. Stop thinking too much
It’s alright not to know the answer,
It will come when you least expect it.
7. Look at yourself in the mirror and smile
You don’t own the world’s problems.
8. Trust God in everything you do
Because He has the correct answers.
9. If you say you love God
You also must love others too.
10. Practice what you believe
Because what you believe is what you practice.
It’s a first glance of injury, but a forming thought of illusion
Based on a history of empty answers and polished doubt
You try and trust in your instincts formed out of heavy confusion
The past interferes with future, by history you back out
Fear of falling for a trick leads to clouded reality
So you keep your mouth shut to a creature who cannot speak
It’s none of your business but you wonder what may be
A life built on tricks or a future truly bleak
You peek into your lifetime of unseen stupidity
A linear path of a heart faded by belief in lies
There are facts and memories that constitute timidity
That leave you to fixate on whether a bird flies
-s.grace
Silly Sally sells books, this week there's a sale -
New titles each Friday; I go without fail.
This book took the do-it-yourselfers by storm:
"How To File Your Own Taxes" by May Linda Form.
If this one's available, I'm calling dibs:
"Let's Cook in the Backyard " by Barbie Q. Dribs.
If that one is sold out, this might fit the bill:
"The Perfect Hamburger" by Patty O'Grill.
If you don't have time for the whole book, just scan it:
"Naming Your Newspaper" by Dale E. Planet.
This one's selling out, be the first on your block:
"You Must Bring My Daughter Home" by Ada Clock.
One book I've been wanting I think really rocks:
It's called "Spooner's Footwear". It's by Susan Shocks.
You students may need this one for your next quiz:
"It's All About Nature" by Ollie G. Whiz.
And speaking of science, this one is debateable:
"Decomposing Organisms" by O. deGradable.
If you know a student, I'm sure they will love:
"Better Test Taking" by Olive D. Above.
At 70 cents, this old book is a cheapie:
"Hypnosis Tricks" by U. R. Barry Sleepy.
For those with a more Catholic upbringing:
"Be On Time For Church" by Isabel Ringing.
Need help thinking quicker? This one's on the button:
"Reacting in Crises" by Olive O'Sudden.
You could take this one on your longer vacations:
"Destroyer Warfare" by Mandy Battlestations.
To order this title, you may have to beg:
"My Very Small Breakfast" by I. Ada Negg.
I know of a fitness book you ought to buy:
"I'm Living Forever" by Dawn Wanda Dye.
This could be a best-seller, I have no doubt:
"It's None of Your Business, You Twit!" by Bud Out.
You may think these books are for real. If you do,
there's a nice bridge in Brooklyn I'd like to sell you!
Fornification is my sin and I can't put down my hands because I confess this to Him and He is a merciful Lord of Hosts, but I vow...I'll not be married or be in another relationship again due to my many breakups and heartaches alike
Owning up to my name and I am proud of my fame, though it didn't give me fortune
Racing up and down the road with my favourite bicycle
None of your business - come over here and be mine, bae and I will make you feel on fleek
In and out of me, I need a fix and my bones are rattling from the pop music that is therapeutic to all aspects of my life
Feeling myself on beat...feeling myself in rhythm...feeling you in adoration's admirable atmosphere without fear...without the shedding of tears
I love you forever and ever...no one is gonna take you away from me...maybe, I'm obsessed and my head is in the clouds as always
Can't stand the silence between us...there's the truth behind lies...we are on the same rowdy bus...don't wave your casual goodbyes...
And I'm sorry for committing fornification... the frustration is regretable and unstable, but I am able to heal slowly, but surely...
Tension is here...I can feel it...listen! Pay attention...lust and passion are my downfalls and I have not ignored His calls...
Isolating myself was my coping mechanism for far too long...I can't even show my face in public because I'm outlandish and unique...I'm afraid to be judged wrongly...I felt all the emoticons on your iPhone...
Oh, it did go over my head...you are living your life in South America...but we are very similar...I loved Skype Calling you - it was such an awesome experience, but it ended abruptly because I reflect weirdness and I'm awkward as hell on Mount Everest...I'm stronger than I realize, I'm not alone and I'm not a failure...I will fight with my might to fight the urges that led to my one and only ugly, deceiving sin - fornification
Nothing can undo the past...the urges come back to attack; alas, God has my back
Mesh
Of my window screen
In spring
Licked from the inside by our inherited old lady
She is made of bird bones
White whiskers
Wearing her oversized fur coat in the new heat
Pulled from mothballs
Tongue of sandpaper
Scratches and tastes
I don’t know what
Bitter pollen?
Invisible scents of fellow felines
Hunting shrews from under the garden?
Or lion mares of dandelions?
Perhaps
She is merely savoring herself
In the intricate weave of parallel atoms
Who wants a mirror at this age?
Without ears or eyes in her private world
She finds an in between
Alive
On the inside
And from the outside
My ancient mom hisses
None of your business.
Warning: If you are bothered by road rage,
of if you have ever been a victim of road rage,
or if you and I are giving each other the finger
right now on Highway ZZZ, this poem may not be for you.
Okay, deep breath now.
Ready?
We got this!
Road rage.
Whose got it?
Who wants it?
Who are you, my little Pretty?
MUCK BOO! MUCK BOO!
Loud and mean and extra sassy.
MUCK BOO! MUCK BOO!
None of your business, sweet little grand-massy.
Okay, now all together now. Welcome to Hwy ZZZ.
Here comes the cars. The trucks and the SUV’s.
Some are texting, others are simply watching TV.
Excuse me, but where are you heading today, Mr. B?
MUCK BOO! MUCK BOO!
Loud and proud, and out of control.
MUCK BOO! MUCK BOO!
So glad I’m the famous little MUCK BOOing road rage mono-troll.
I can’t use my INSIDE VOICE or I CAN’T HEAR YOU, so MUCK BOO!
I wisely do not add, I can’t HEAR YOU…
Because I am laying on my horn,
Screaming, yelling, shrieking, and
Chasing down a black truck that
Made me mad a second ago.
A Chevy truck.
We give each other the middle finger.
MUCK BOO! I shriek.
Make sense it’s a CHEVY.
Chevy drivers are CRAZY.
Every time something weird happens or somebody
Tries to catch up with me when I’m doing 120 on the
MUCK BOO freeway, it’s a MUCKING CHEVY driver!
Was I up all night again?
Who wants to know?
Who are YOU to ask me?
I’m the MOM here.
And MUCK BOO because I am a lot better after two whole hours sleep!
Road rage.
When do we get it?
When does it kick in?
We all want to know. Here on Kentucky Bluegrass Channel XY10.