I always think of us as young
you still blooming and me too fresh
Like the time when your little body was huge
with our boy
we really rocked the cradle back then
or that time
in some cheap hotel in a scuzzy British resort
was it Skegness
When we
both a little drunk
shook a bedstead loose from its frame
Our bodies made a wild kind of poetry back then
not gentle
We fell into whirlpools of frenzy
unholy delights flickering red in our eyes
Do you recall old girl
Such passions rekindle themselves
through time and distance
they dance on everlasting
though with much calmer flames
and a more steady propriety
Cynthia O my erstwhile lover
I pine and flounder.
Yes, yes I know I once dumped you -
you just were not pretty enough,
in your tartan wooly socks
but your body once
really rocked my rocks.
O Cynthia, I am not the same
but you Cynthia will be
forever on my brain.
In my mind you come to me now
in my jacuzzi
all lithe and super sudsy.
Cynthia O Cynthia,
be not so cruel, I was a damn fool.
I think of you still
as I ought've or ought'er
frolicking here so naked
in my scuzzy hot tub water.
Critters,
Yucky, icky,
Creepy, crawly, nasty,
Scuzzy, slimy, oozy, therefore,
Many!
*Traditional Cinquain
1st line - 1 word, 2nd line - 2 words, 3rd line - 3 words,
4th line - 4 words, 5th line - 1 word
2-4-6-8-2 Syllables
First line - title, last line - connects title.
(Occasional Rhyme)
Splat.Take that, plaguey pest;
you, your brother, and all the rest.
Were you given license from heaven
to hurl yellow-bellied goop
onto my sparkling shield?
It's there to separate wind,
not catapult you to glory.
But lack-a-daisy husband
threw out this quibble,
"You're riding in a Buick,
not a sidecar on a cycle.
Count your blessings, dear;
it's scuzzy glass and metal,
not scum on your teeth."
No power-wash, soap or brush
will burst their odious wad.
They cling as if their fling
came from the hand of God.
I'm reluctant to admit; they appeared
on Veterans' Day, and stayed to say
Merry Christmas in slug bug scuzz.
***Show your teeth the doctor said your diagnosis is complete you're half- dead half-alive you are suffering from Schrödinger equation syndrome.....
** Funny tales are funny because they tell our stories............
**My wife Sarah's nose is a pitchfork which lifts scents of my doing-nothings....
**Three orphan kittens call the moon their mother and tell her to come down to make their beds........
**You kiss your squid wife at sea-food platter .................
**He kicked on other people's scuttle-butt..........
**Scuzzy little imp stole cats out of the bag............
** He washed his tired ass at sea........
**My wife's crummiest cake took a bathing naked like a porpoise......
**Anna miscarried justice John. He put on much weight ...........
**His sperms are miscounted by a desk lady of immigration department......
**He was punished three moons, four butterflies, five flowers and one thousand kisses by a Poetic Justice........
** They were three sisters--scud-eyed, skid-eyed, and squid-eyed......
** He could not do foreplay because he didn't make the first act of the play........
**He was served automobile soup, aristocratic juice, and autocratic nuts......
He creamed his jeans.
Ripped the seams
when fellows beamed
at his wet seeds
wasted on these
cold floors below me.
Calloused palms tease,
or, rather, some slimy sleaze.
Can I have some more, please?
My sphincter decrees
a scuzzy squeeze,
stench of cheese;
paring knife to the nostril
lashing and thrusting
like a maid feather-dusting,
corrupting a grunge within
to correctly place the pin
to pierce it through the skin
and the good feelings begin
for a second, a half whim.
Then, reality rescinds
and, with stone pillars, crushed him.
Caterpillar crawling –
Fat and fuzzy.
Footstep falling –
Flat and scuzzy.
for Andrea's Itty Bitty Contest