Short Diaphragm Poems
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P: "Why are girls with beautiful voices so alluring?"
Q: "Diaphragm?..."
P: "How do boys sing well without using their diaphragm?"
Q: "Tonsillitis?..."
Late at night i sit
on the edge of my bed
my ears stopped up with medical rubber
pressing the diaphragm of the stethescope against
my chest. Listening
for a sign.
Form:
Careful Ling Phong Dam from old Siam
Used the latest latex diaphragm
It was ineffective,
Most likely defective
For the son of Ling Phong Dam, I am.
Written March 22, 2022
Diaphragm Do Cram
So it would not become some sexual scam,
I did delicately deposit a dainty diaphragm,
Pressure it exerts,
And always hurts,
And not only that deeply did have to cram.
Jim Horn
Drew A Diagram
Or is it a diaphragm?
While drawing crowd also did draw a diagram,
And it up does seem like we had tried to ham;
Broke all rules,
With loose tools;
Picture was of some people caught in a scam.
Jim Horn
How do you breathe?
With my nose I guess
I mean, do you use your diaphragm?
Maybe
Yes or no?
I stare at my inquisitor.
I am totally unsure.
Have you had breathing lessons? He asks me.
I am amazed.
I did not know that I needed them, I tell him.
Legs propelling me off the edge
underwater.
Looking up, ceiling going by.
Diaphragm controlling steady exhaling,
arms overhead.
Then breaststroking, legs frog kicking,
air bubbling out my nose-
preventing water going in.
Maybe breath control is another benefit
granted an oldster
for playing clarinet
as a youngster.
Webbed lip toadies,
their tongues do do stink of lies
As they leapfrog from excrement places
that do do attract flies
Brown tongue toadies,
their sticky web of dysentery deceit
stinks of foul breath duplicity
For they do do double dip in
toilet ponds of diaphragm dishonesty
Croak manure truth be 100-proof landfill speech
There was no room for her honesty,
words turned from a false narrative;
Witnessing the start of this sham
birthed a brand new breed of justice;
Bustling bonfires burn so brightly;
Stay and fight? Her prerogative;
She stole back a stolen rhythm
just to toss in shrewd resonance;
Gospel sung from her diaphragm,
uttered in such sweet defiance.
Forever begins with today,
Eternity begins with yesterday,
Time ticks it's endless seconds,
Life volumniously goes on,
The diaphragm keeps expanding,
The brain waves remain in constant evolution,
This is what's makes us *****sapiens,
The gift of seeing tomorrow,
The wisdom of remembering yesterday.
Treading up the hill we mustn't become heavy,
We must steadily look up beyond the mountain peaks.
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i climb inside my breath meeting purple light
bow of spine humming a gently- kissed timber,
toes, fingers stray along lyres of inner flight
on rippled hushes wading softly, chants glimmer;
even rain’s tunes outside succumb to soul’s night,
tempo of diaphragm lilts, whispers flutter
god of peace chimes, ascending inwardly
beaming with glow, i meet heaven's symphony
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