My favorite butcher knew just what to do
When he sold me farm fresh noise makers for stew
Like the mooer and quacker
With the oinker and clucker
And those parts that make the cock-a-doodle-do
Categories:
noisemaker, animal, fun,
Form: Limerick
noisemaker-favors
bright dunce cap, chin-snapstring
—plus one candle
blowout
with wrinkles, age spots
10/2/2021 (7th)
Categories:
noisemaker, birthday,
Form: Tanka
These brown eyes drip droplets of tears
Tears that must flow
cuz im not one to mask sadness
tears that eventually help repair and heal
in order to produce sunshine and happiness
to this pale face, ghost-like in every way
I try to illuminate for others
try to be cherry
even when most likely the inside is bothered
a little smeared
a little tainted.
The soul is always wandering. My soul it wants to escape
because this body is far to tormented
my hands, my head,
my arms, my legs, Belly and all that makes me
is a prison to this soul
so as i close these brown black eyes my
soul will leave and roam the night sky
to only be taken aback by the blink of my eyes
who see massive black clouds and realizes that
immortality exists because at that very moment
my body has no soul, no guidance, emotion
I panic and ask him to save me, help me wake up to this
everlasting nightmare. I dont live in silence because it creates torment.
So I become the noisemaker
in order to produce solitude.
Categories:
noisemaker, life, body,
Form: Blank verse