Navel Poems - Poems about Navel

NOONRAY IN WINTER Noonray in your navel a locus for language light whale wave wishes in water songs kisses as July just jokes along Winter wonder words waffling storm crown chakra baffling cold she stirs potted iced rice as rain rigorously roars Noonray holds the dice On hailstone highway she instantly marries marigold instinct with indigo intuition timing tactical thunderbolts favouring floods...

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My umbilical scar is hollowed out Now it's like a tiny wormhole on my belly Its a cherished remnant of the coil that nourished me into existence I still feel a little tug through my bell button at times A reminder that its my lifeline even outside the womb As it now anchors me to the belly...

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What are those dangly things hanging down to your navel Are they melons... you can rest them here on the table Glad I don't have those They add charm I suppose Pretty dang sure though, they'd make me unstable...

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i smell you on my sheets though you've never been here and yet here you are and i cat like cough up a belly button lint ball...

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she pierced the luscious skin with a deep plunge of her thumb sunk her teeth into its juicy pulp she felt the joy of biting in the sun AP: Honorable Mention 2021 Submitted on February 21, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (FEB 23) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND Originally posted on February 21, 2019...

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Depends on what shirt I've been wearing The colour, the texture and pile I may get a mountain or molehill I know either way it smells vile My navel resembles a cauldron A mixture of cottons and fluff And each time I dip in my finger It comes back all covered in stuff And after a dig I can't help but sniff what my...

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The universe In my navel Where it all began From the mother of all mothers tongue tied to a tree naked No wool to pull over these eyes They're up here by the way Pondering the microcosm of a belly button The flora and the fauna Crazy when you think that By the sum of our parts We are outnumbered ten to one and Eve didn't even have...

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What are those dangly things hanging down to your navel Are they melons... you can rest them here on the table Glad I don't have those They add charm I suppose Pretty dang sure though, they'd make me unstable © Jack Ellison 2015...

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navel kissed hungry lips relax honey trickles ...

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A gullet of flesh choking on coarse hair or more like a whirlpool spitting lint and gritty, wretched pus. The navel is barely a poetic subject, that is unless you consider disgusting portals to the murky inner self a philistine concept, which many might. Fools....

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I could write to you about what it feels like to be unhinged, untethered, to float on a breeze of malintent But what would it matter to you? Thinking random thoughts anchorless, adrift in a typhoon of emotional baggage for which you have lost the claim tag. In this flash bulb, pop snap, presto-chango world where the only sane thing to...

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The heat weighs the air down.. down... it say shoosh~ it seemed to steam as it wafted from white sand to damp the blue skies. Long green frond's stir the scene mint in a julep glass. Quiet invades each opened pore at high noon as the froth of salt foam caresses toes and hollows the sand beneath...

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Depends on what shirt I've been wearing The colour, the texture and pile I may get a mountain or molehill I know either way it smells vile My navel resembles a cauldron A mixture of cottons and fluff And each time I dip in my finger It comes back all covered in stuff And after a dig I can't help but sniff what my...

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Polynesian Island In the Pacific south east Starved of trees For a transporting feast Stone idols Moai, they are called Some unfinished Standing tall This island of the extinct Three volcanoes in all Terevaka, Poike and Rano Kau As years passed Statues were toppled Civil war and disease This island buckled In this modern world With Chilean Citizenship Over 3000 remain No longer past hardship This volcanic island Called Rapa...

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