Curdling wave of denatured purity
Milk and acid, perverted mated pair
Waltzing, obese ballroom spinners
Twirling, breeders spun by children’s fingers
A fleet, in concentric circles turning.
Churning, in hidden tunnels, empty wombs
Clotted to lumps, a viscous drool
From spout of oesophagus poured
Over that inverted delicacy.
An internal storm blows like fury, shocks
Of bucking, lurching on every wave
Oobleck’s looming clouds
Hailing wet pellets on the deck.
My hands painted,
A globulous maroon
Leaking life-force, un-fatal evacuation
Drawn-out, a living execution
A foetal creature, whining out the morning
Premature to see the day
Too early to bleed.
You are my sworn foe,
Possessing me as what I am
Trapped by you on whom I depend
Breasts, hips, thighs, a soft-skinned face
A body, veneer for lunar torment.
Prophetic to the hour
Of when the next storm will come.
Stranded at sea, men watch from the shore.
Apathetic, indifferent,
Too far away to see
Us, the fleet of spinners
Lost in bleeding seas.
Categories:
oesophagus, women,
Form: Free verse
"food passes downwards into the oesophagus,
then further down into the stomach,
where gastric juices break it down into
what can only be described as
a porridge-like consistency
the then partly digested food moves through
the small intestine (which to doctors is
also known as the small bowel)
here, and not later, it is broken down even further so the
nutrients can be absorbed into the blood stream
the waste products from this process are then pushed
into the large intestine or large bowel
the liquid is absorbed
and the left over waste forms solid stools
these collect together in the
rectum until they are passed out of the body in
a bowel movement."
after the man on the dance floor yelled this in my ear,
i went back to the bar for another round
Categories:
oesophagus, appreciation, drink,
Form: Free verse
Mmiri Oma
How can I live without you?
Your essence is soothing to my body and my soul too
It's heavenly when you run through my oesophagus
You quench my thirst when my throat is dry
Your energy stabilizes my mind
I fear not of diseases cas you are in the purest of forms
Unlike your wanna be who are neither well trained nor reformed
This is not just an advert or me trying to sell
This is the truth I tell
Brayco Table Water makes me "Live Well"
Categories:
oesophagus, drink, health, life, love,
Form: Rhyme
organs inside are out
emptiness outside is in
diamond jubilee india casts spell
heart is on the right side
oesophagus is upside down
without body are indians
without civilsation-fit is indianess
summon now without country india
whole nation is prison
everything banned
diamond jubilee india casts spell
humans have seasonal breeding
humans born out of egg
without body are indians
without civilisation-fit is indianess
summon now without country india
human meat served everywhere
call of duty is arrest every dominator
diamond jubilee india casts spell
humans born with animal face
animals born with human face
without body are indians
without civilisation-fit is indianess
summon now without country india
Categories:
oesophagus, depression, future, independence day,
Form: Sonnet
I love her but she loves me not in return,
I truly care for her but she only gives me a heartburn,
My commitment to her bears no fruits,
She just cares less like arthritis,
Data warning worries her more than I do,
She even forgot that we both said yes I do,
Our vows are now a thing of the past.
The best shared memories are now fantasies,
The sizzling love we shared is now thrown beyond seas,
I was then the love king in her jungle,
She even gave me a promise bangle,
And assured me of till death do us apart love,
How could I have doubted with her innocence of a dove?
Or do doves even know how to lie?
So am here now, heartbroken and hurt,
On my head is a large baggy hat,
It covers my eyes and makes my tears unnoticed,
Am still amazed how things have now unfolded,
But again,I have learnt it a hard way,
I will never again in love fully sway,
If it means to love again, I will do it with my oesophagus,
So that when it gets bitter, I will swallow it.
©Poet Igweee.
Categories:
oesophagus, love,
Form: Classicism
Upholstered flesh is wetted with a single stroke
Thumbs clasp and rotate
Ribs click with an enhanced inhalation
Consequences of a little death
Tissues consume bloat
Drain and wither
Free radicals creep into closed eyes
Flecks are swept like stars of dust
Behind shutters wide pupils flex
A peated tongue tenses
An oesophagus glows engorged
Sweet vanilla lingers
Mingled with formaldehyde
There is no tomorrow
The LED red says twelve zero one
Bulbs have soft rainbow halos
In a blur of blue grey
Addled thoughts vacate for one voice
Plasma releases its cargo of cyanide
Knots loosen
A cranium rolls and a crow sings
Dishevelled brows descend
A skeleton is exposed
Cheeks rise
An alternate being rises
A flat metallic switch is weighted
And poisons are held inside
A marigold illumination fades
And Black edges are defined
A pulse reverberates in a temple
A decision is made
Carcinogens are pushed
A door is fired a quarter circle
And rubber echoes on glass
Time for round two
Categories:
oesophagus, addiction,
Form: Blank verse
Different firm within the factory
The location the belly
Cowpea the raw material be
Having brought into the factory
But afore processed to be boiled
The tongue a transporter
From the gate of the mouth
Passing through the oesophagus track-way
Enzymes within functioning as workers
And the finished product derived
Distributed by the anus
The fart is produced
For the consumption of the people
Categories:
oesophagus, funny,
Form: Blank verse
The pill in sticky sweaty hands doth lie
Full of importance doesn't know why
The route finder has decided the journey, commencing.
via the saliva gland which wets the pill they're dispensing
Along the path from the pharynx where you are swallowed
Taking the A road to the oesophagus where pushing is allowed
Until it reaches journeys end the main line station of stomach
Then on to many branch lines being dispersed to enact
Have you realised which pill is the be all and end all of your being
What is the name of this important maker of good feeling
The Happy Pill, if your happy nothing else is of importance
Happiness is and Happiness does, with abundance.
Pill of Life Contest
dated 22/01/2013
Categories:
oesophagus, happiness, health, happy, happy,
Form: Couplet
Deliciously decadent with cream it surrenders
Surprisingly light and airy it endeavours
Lustily I fill my mouth with its sweet favours
Smoothly if envelops my oesophagus
Quietly it enters my reaches so warmly
Categories:
oesophagus, food,
Form: Blank verse
So intensely full of flavour and smooth to the touch
My palate seems to be dancing with each burst
Different dreams weave in my mouth
Delighting my tastebuds and adding no doubts
Caressing my tongue and cascading down my oesophagus
This human delight turns me restless and addicted
The sweet flow of flavour tantalises and teases
Making me aware of each taste as it eases
Tossing and turning inside my mouth
Ravaged by my teeth so daring and dear
My fingers reach swiflty for the next taste adventure
I panic to find an empty packet instead
I rush to the store to load up on some more
Breathing with relief only after restocking I leave the door
Categories:
oesophagus, children, funny, me,
Form: Couplet