Short Bellybutton Poems
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My “big word” quota has been reached
Can only use little words like “pee” or “beep”
Quite a restriction
Can't use “bellybutton”
Or others like “parrakeet” or “chickenfeed”
Categories:
bellybutton, heartbroken,
Form:
Limerick
i pressed your
bellybutton
like a door
bell ringing
a tickling
feeling
running
throughout
your very being
releasing spring
loaded laughter
in the form
of seeds to be
planted to
grow
contagiously
Categories:
bellybutton, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
Hair blowing over my face
your breath dancing across the strands
with peppermint scented kisses.
Soft flutter...
just above my bellybutton
I take your hand
and place it over the spot.
Amazement fills your hazel eyes
as you feel your child move
for the very first time.
Categories:
bellybutton, family
Form:
I do not know?
i'm not
a flat earther
in fact
a fat circumfermenser
so knowing
that i try
to look
at my toes
but by gosh
by golly
i see
my belly
then also
taking in
how hairy
i am
a sinking ship
swirling down
to a not
Bermuda
triangle
but a lost
lint filled
bellybutton
Categories:
bellybutton, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
frothy fluffy frazzled fluff
lives in my bellybutton said agent ****
Frenzied frogs do not have a clue
Having no bellybutton as they grew.
My bellybutton is an instant reminder to me.
Placenta which provided nourishment to thee.
Myself and placenta attached by a fleshy cord.
Severed in delivery room by a young doctor’s sword.
Categories:
bellybutton, body,
Form:
Rhyme
as a child
i truly was
curious and
always did
pick things
from out my
bellybutton
then it was
the usual
not so much
such things
as sunflower
seeds or the
occasional
blueberry
but the
that
what
most
find
in an
inny
but now
older my
belly is
reverting
to the
bump
of
a baby
as is
my mind
thinking
thanking
god i
don't have
an
outy
Categories:
bellybutton, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
The dry sand blends with her flesh
as I sink into that coffee cream fresh valley
that peeks beyond the safe beats of a bellybutton
tapping against the winds of me
Rain runs against the porcelain bottom
as she releases hidden sounds from her aching soul
that resist me through distance but shall fail
to the desire of our entwined chance in time
Categories:
bellybutton, angst, happiness, hope, life, love, mystery,
Form:
Free verse
perhaps picking
too much it seems
my bellybutton wants
to untie itself from the in
side out but i socially have
always been an outy not in with
the in crowd though i have an inny
now too paranoid
to sleep keeping
an eye on getting
a larger gut what
would happen if
like Houdini my
body's greatest
escape from
the binding
cord is to
burst
forth
from
self
to
set
self
free
Categories:
bellybutton, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
i think i
saw what
i think i'd seen
three wise men with
no clue for
they followed
a star but the star
was seen in the puddle
of a tear
in a shallow
bellybutton run
down from the high
grounds where
i found happiness is
not found in a smile or
laugh but perhaps in a pat
upon a good
dog's head being
said you did good boy
no need to salivate what
is
already
wet and getting
all the more so so
just
lap
Categories:
bellybutton, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
My mother is not a good mother
Perhaps I tried to deny such a truth at one point
Perhaps I always knew
Cruel, masochistic, benign to my every woe
I only wanted to be mothered, mother
I think I dont want a mother, anymore,
Mother?
She was never my mother
No, always but a mother to anyone else
Mother, all I wanted was to be mothered
I only wanted you to pay attention,
To my bellybutton, mother
All I wanted was a mother, mother,
Not you.
Categories:
bellybutton, growing up, mother, youth,
Form:
Free verse