Short Gorged Poems
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Once attending professional course
Shrinks attempted to fix mind flaws
They gorged on cocaine
But primitive brain
Has failed to achieve sacred pause
Stan was one of those insensitive blokes,
who gorged on Jerusalem artichokes,
when gas formed in his gut,
he thanked God for a butt...
now the entire USA gags and chokes.
73 Exhumed Creative Engineers Tear Chubby Soliferrum and biscotti
93 Diseased Stewardesses Smack Bemused Ballista and tea cake
83 Gorged Piano Teachers Teach Damp Axe and éclair
GIVE PAUSE
All breaks come due
Every filled gorged hour
In just known little moments
Never one pertinent question
Raising some tension, usually vocally
When x-raying your zip
Red Queen
I plunge my gorged soul
into your rabbit hole
looking for a red queen
perfumed in between
the sexes not binary
a lovely green fairy
smooth and perfumed
Love always doomed.
I have gorged myself since I was young,
occupying the uppermost rung
of the swallowing clique,
and to stay thin and sleek
I exert my key muscle — the tongue.
Help From Above!
there once was a Man from Rangoon
who gorged 'till he he resembled a balloon
between bites he did spy
his personal trainer from the sky
with results- made the ladies swoon!
Well how about this, it's been more than a week
Haven't gorged on goodies or junk food to speak
What a good soul I am
I'm my number one fan
I'll be a skiny-ma-link before next week
Well how about this, it's been more than a week
Haven't gorged on goodies or junk food, to speak
What a good soul I am
I'm my number one fan
Soon I'll be a skinny-ma-link which I doth seek
Once a "good girl" who gorged after dinner
on desserts, Sue lost weight and got thinner.
Guys are asking her out
and without any doubt,
Sue's become THEIR dessert - luscious sinner!
Aug. 29, 2019
Stark,
naked,
bare,
stare.
Full,
pull,
forced,
gorged.
hammered,
stammered,
grammered,
wrote.
logical,
symmetrical,
spherical,
formatted,
delivered,
couriered,
in cell,
was the death sentence.
GREED
In life he gorged on this and that
Rich in calories, rich in fat.
And now he lies beneath the ground
In a plot twice as wide as those around
26th June 2022
Greed poetry contest
Sponsor - Margarita Lillico
Brushed past the damp ti-tree - felt a clinging to my eye.
I tried to wipe the cling away - too late! I realize.
A leech is connected to the white. I could not stop its bloody feed.
It gorged itself before release - leaving my eye to bleed.
Little prince buttercup
How dare you gorge me with those eyes
I am royalty standing alone
My beautiful body being gorged by you
There take that see how you like it
You ugly beast
Maybe that will teach you a lesson
With messing with me
~~~
The pitch o' night her captain feared
her leeward pending doom
November's raging breath
ensnared
to daunting reef she loomed
Her belly shattered
pitched and gorged
as raging swells
reclaim
The drift of break
flew
blizzard cold
~
Come Sail Away...
her name
~
Lover Estranged
A man spurned and estranged
is a man violently deranged.
Hopeless, helpless and enraged
he leaves everything ravaged.
For, he looks not in his heart
to pick an' right the wrong part,
gloating on the gorged heart-
by a boomerang o' Cupid's dart!
31st Aug' 2013
A fat cat from Ararat
Ate too many mice and there she sat,
I have gorged myself I do confess,
My stomach is in great distress.
All I can do is sit and stare
As mice pass by without a care,
There's only so much one cat can do,
Perhaps the farmer might need two.
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There is a language
in earth and in trees
that pushes from deep
upwards to where words
become form in leaf
and blossom unfolding
in air with open mouths –
a language that takes your breath
and fills you full as if all love
was held gorged, cupped
in a pendent spasm
and to move would make
you burst and fill
the air with pollen.
Drive into the ocean
of my emotions.
Tuck in, like a Sunday roast,
gorged and full; you are satisfied.
I resemble Christmas Day,
gifts a dozen, wrapped elegantly—
silver and red, ribbons and bows.
I keep giving and giving and giving.
A smile delicately laced across my face,
you never question the silver plate,
abundant with treasure;
you take and take and take.
Every bean that I addressed
solemnly pledged to do his best
for the great burrito.
By God, I told them, they were blessed,
that they were better than the rest,
and sliced an avocado.
I poured them into a pot, inside,
and boiled them until they cried,
declaring them finito.
I played a bugle and I sighed,
"how sad that they had died",
and gorged on my burrito.
My child,
I bestow blessings
for your flight
this evening,
of the gorged moon.
May golden wings
keep you aloft;
tranquil sailing
upon the balmy
breeze.
I charge you
with power
to protect
all countries
beneath your
wings.
Remember
you are the
great one
Eagle,
the pride
of my winged
offspring,
I bless you...
fly forever free.
Negative Thoughts
Miracle Man
1/26/2024
My advanced years is teaching me,
about looking back & questioning why?
I made some rational decision one day,
that now, years later, has no retry.
But delving into some past decision,
is powerless to correct any perceived wrong.
So I’ve gorged on what life has plated,
at a cafe where I’ve felt I didn’t belong.
Boiled in international broth
soiled by an internal sloth
emphasizing the epiphany
gorged by an internal gluttony
salivating a want to succeed
griped by an internal greed
creative moments of clarity
enveloped by an internal envy
triumph built on trust
lynched by an internal lust
paved to form a new path
wasted by an internal wrath
collective thoughts collide
pilloried by an internal pride
It seems a deceit of the light,
in the day the Queen of the night,
she sits as in a dream untrue,
drowning slowly in the blue.
Gently moves toward the east
to sip where sun has gorged its feast,
her deep black robe with shining gems
divested out of her true realm.
Now lost within the azure skies
with pale lit face she naked flies
to rob the sun and give day flight,
open the doorway into night.
Evolve my glory
Golden from beginning dust
Grand fusion of love
I want to tell tales
In wet corridors of flesh
Mining for the yolk
First breakfast suckled
There after the spasm of joy
You think you know me
I outswam them all
Seven seas on stairs of love
The first wet greeting
Delicious embrace
In the golden center cracked
Shell brittle like dream
Embrace me, wet child
Gorged upon the fruited breast
Gleaming glee of flesh.