I am not a Succotash man.
There is only so much my pallet can stand.
Each portion belongs to its own.
The hype of variety way overblown.
People tell me to change it up
To toss it around inside the mixing cup
To chew and enjoy all as one
Finding pleasure with a garbled chum
For me, I see too much strife
With the heavy-handed spices of life
Swallowing mysteries too hot to handle
Vicariously living in a lurid scandal.
There is only one meal chosen for me.
It’s the one I long for constantly.
A divine dish made from the Chef above
The meal I speak of is you, my love.
The four seasons are each wonderful on their own
but when they are shoved into one day it can be overblown
Sun, wind, rain, and snow
all dramatic and putting on a show
It begins in barricading,
Anger, fear and then persuading,
Keep on beating,
Hearth and heating.
Face looks red and
Head overblown with intense containment.
I bubble up with the thoughts,
Sighs and shock at what they’ve brought.
Though hope of formation is lost,
Cascading thought of being
Part of such that, not conceding,
Is hurt of needing,
And creates a darker cushioning
For me to rest my head.
undisclosed
& overblown
flickering
black
nocturnes
a
pervading
disposition
sensitively
expressed
a
vague
muddled
yet
trivial
picturesque
conquest
of
light
in
simplified
stylization
of
frozen
moods
abiding
Like a dog digging bone, I hunt stories
Write orgies from words known
With syntax like old men's drone
And metaphors overblown
Pink cat with yellow polka dots
Orange and blue striped kitten
Female faeries with caramel skin
Beige elf man riding a horse with hearts
Why didn’t I make that a unicorn?
Overblown yellow daisy with a pretty face
Purple and yellow dragon wearing knee high boots
This was strange even for me
I smile at my painting from 2017, liking it more now.
I do not live in Missouri
But I want to be shown
Those who are in a hurry
Often give facts overblown
I cannot be told to believe in this or that
My experiences are vast, decidedly phat
I will make up my own mind if you please
Some of the stuff I read is gleaned out of cottage cheese
The Corona Blues (Revisited)
So sick of being stuck at home
Just want to get out and roam
Can go nowhere without a mask
Can’t do my weekly tasks
I got the lowdown Corona blues
Get high all-day
It’s the only way
I can deal with the stress
Of all this mess
I got the lowdown Corona Blues....
Some say it's overblown
That really makes me moan
That statement is so untrue
Follow the rules on what to do
I got the lowdown Corona Blue.
Seems now people don’t listen
As this virus mutates and glistens
Some ignore the fact it exists
Do the wrong thing and take risks
Yeah, I got the lowdown Corona (Covid-19) Blues
Just a little humor to lighten people's moods a little
w.t. Bacon/ASFJr & Fond Kiser
5/23/20 & 5/23/2020
Revisited 12/30/2020
Behold, a servant became king!
In Tirzah, he made a killing.
While the army was away-
Behold, King Elah's doomsday!
Zimri came and struck him dead,
Baasha's sin came to a head,
None were spared belonging to him,
Zimri killed all of them.
His rise in status would not last,
Earth shook due to this contrast-
No change in nature his undoing,
A fool pays for his misdoing.
Omri comes to claim the throne,
Zimri's support was overblown.
His doomsday choice is suicide,
Fire was kindled - Zimri died.
Behold, the parade of evil kings!
Omri and Tibni, the offerings.
Omri's support provided the win,
Encouraging Israel to sin.
Exalting oneself is foolish,
And planning evil is ghoulish.
Such a king can only feign-
Behold, the seven-day reign!
this dark spirit goes upon decitfull 'mistle-toes' to tell deep lies
In kind disguise, with gutteral tones, this overblown' and
Foetid canker, consort of bankers, necropheniaic black
God forsaking.' death will take him, into hell for such awaits him'
Don was heartfelt, honest and sincere
When he fell in love with Miss Lynn McVere
She was flamboyant, redheaded, her ego overblown
Not her! Said his family, you are pure and home-grown!
She is as fake and strange as you are real
But Don could not change how his heart could feel
Falling in love was easy; he loved Lynn true.
They stayed married a record number of years, sixty-two.
I have heard of crows and crones
But these old geezers are overblown
over dressed with suits that squeak
beady eyes, scrawny necks, and beak
are they from the barnyard then?
Their necks all wrinkled to their chin
I have heard of crows and crones
But these are ugly as crawdad gnomes
it’s weird you say that said the chicken
they are abnormal roosters, hearts a tick’n
we call them Slim and Slam for fun
They walk real slow, neither can run
They appeared out of nowhere in the fall
They are scrawny and weird added pig Paul
They do not talk, whistle, peep or talk
Weird to even us fowl, added the chicken hawk.
With Divine, my physique and psyche are knit
I feel it, though my eyes can't see it.
It's a voyage from the known
Its zones are unknown.
Thirst-filled quest!
Lone!
Zest-filled test!
Midst gale and cyclone
Though darkness is overblown,
My soul's consciousness is brightly lit.
With Divine, my physique and psyche are knit
Know a sweet lady who was once a nurse
In a home for retired folks
A perfect personality to take care of the aged
Such tender caring she evokes
Her sweet loving nature was a perfect match
They must have really adored her
A tender loving soul with a heart of gold
A one-in-a-million type girl
Honoured by her friendship and dear sweet love
Fortunate to have met this charmer
Would sure love to spend a couple of evenings
Talking, some nights in the parlour
Hearing sweet tales bout these elderly folks
Their long and interesting lives
Tales of a joy with their dear loving families
Loving husbands and dear sweet wives
For some, their memories are all they have left
Abandoned, forgotten and alone
Such a sad and unhappy way to end a life
Golden years can be overblown
So if you have folks tucked away in a home
Please visit these precious dears
One day you'll also be thankful for those visits
Talking about your bygone years
Words
pompous, overblown
complicating, decorating, fluffing
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clarifying, stripping, owning
direct, succinct
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