Short Deformity Poems
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Sarah Biffen *born with phocomelia
painted a portrait of Queen Victoria
Overcoming her deformity with guile
her miniatures illustrate her style
*http://www.artnet.com/artists/sarah-biffin/
labour in obscurity
for modern maturity
stashing more security
for unknown futurity
of planned paternity
some clothes for maternity
stay in indemnity
for here to eternity
live not in enmity
foresee the calamity
there is no deformity
in displaying conformity
I get a big stiffness talking to a strange girl like you
You call me sweetheart and I call you love
I get a huge deformity in my pants
Oh my dear unnamed lady so close to me
But half a world away
Let’s get together and make this happen
Be more than a voice on the phone
You're my wet lush cliché who's real
Intoxicated mind
The spirit within
Never die
The fire I bear keep
On burning
Even when am the only
One judge to be no good
In a place that replaced
My home
I still remain outstanding
In my deformity
Cos I refuse to let go
The light that light my
Fire
Despite i have an
Intoxicated mind
The clay was content
the way it always had been
tucked inside stone ribs of earth
'til a blood palm tore it from its peace
kneaded it into deformity
then branded it a masterpiece.
With blessings from gravity
time and decay
it will make its way
back into the
sunken treasure chest
of feathers and
cold earth gems.
Nobody owns anything,
but there are those who want to be
owners of everything...
Have employees and they conceive
they are slaves...
He who has a wife and children,
intends of their lives
be a proprietor. ..
People of that deformity clutters
human progress... !
If they call you a fool
for falling so deeply
don't
never
apologize for it!
First
thank God for making you
with such a profound beautiful deformity.
Then go ahead
love so hard
without a doubt
without second guessing thy self.
Without a care if it is right or wrong
if he/she will stay or not...
Just love with all your heart
might
vulnerability...
so much so
that they envy
and emulate what you have!
Cheeerrrrsss y'all!
Ignoramus in art, you'll say of me.
I've tried hard, but still
can't see
that Mona Lisa's mystic smile
known to bewitch folks
even from a mile!
Seems she parts her lips daintily
to let a hiccup out
gracefully
or a vulgar burp, hyperacidity,
or hide nicotinic teeth
artfully.
None in her mouth's coy symmetry
remotely resembles
a mystery.
Could it be dental deformity?
Y'see I took up ortho-
dentistry.
He hops & skips at my feet.
Searching tarmac for discarded worms.
One foot, one stump.
Reviled by most who walk past unseeing.
I drop a crumb.
Giving him only more reason to pursue his urban dream.
Silly city pidgeon.
Little pidgeon you dont belong in the city.
I have fed not you but a misguided pursuit.
Send your chicks to the country.
Where they will hop & skip in joy not deformity.
He hops & skips at my feet. I blink and walk on.
Ignoramus in art, you'll say of me.
I've tried real hard, but now I still can't see
that Mona Lisa's mythic, mystic smile,
known to bewitch folks even from a mile!
Seems to me she parts her lips daintily
to let out a half hiccup gracefully
or a vulgar burp, hyperacidity,
or hide nicotinic teeth artfully!
Nothing there in her mouth's coy symmetry
remotely resembles a mystery.
Maybe she's got dental deformity.
Y'see, I took up ortho-dentistry !
We strive in a round world with square believes
A square sky seated on bridled outcast clouds
Forced to hold round raindrops
Released to soak square grounds that bear round seeds
Round seeds burgeon at the labour of deformed clouds
But at the end of round days,
Out of round holes in square grounds
deformity was brought forth
A cylindrical stem bearing
on its head a diversity,
Leaves and flowers not just square or round
But straight out of a square box.