Short Ham Sandwich Poems

The limestones are smoothed, 
rounded by time, fashioned and shaped
by sculpturing winds.

They remind me of village girls
broad in the hips, love handles,
not at all like the bony walkers
that climb up here.

I run my hands over sleek curves,
sit next to a pretty one,
eat a ham sandwich,
think fondly of the plump barmaid
in the valley below....

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The limestones are smoothed, ?
rounded by time, fashioned and shaped?
by sculpturing winds.?
?
They remind me of village girls?,
broad in the hips, love handles,?
not at all like the bony walkers?
that climb up here.?
?
I run my hands over sleek curves,?
sit next to a pretty one,?
eat a ham sandwich,?
think fondly of the plump barmaid?,
in the valley below.?...

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'A Tale of Two Weeps'
       ~ 'Limerick-Style'* ~ 
 
Sarah Palin met Kamala Harris in a bar, said
I'm kinda wond'rin,' lady, just how you are
  Kamala broke down
  A tear fell in her beer
Replied, if I weren't holdin' back, this drink here would drown



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*'Limerick-Style' is to 'Limerick' as 'a ham sandwich is to a 
   kosher pickle.'...

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While sitting on my front porch
Having my ham sandwich for lunch,
A tiny ruby-throated hummingbird
Flew past my head at lightning speed
I did think it rather strange, indeed,
For I don’t usually hummingbirds feed
Until I realized I was wearing a bright
Red shirt, which he must have taken
For a feeder, he was quite mistaken,
A speed record he was clearly breakin’.

written September 4, 2021...

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Because the stones
are wind submissive, water pliant;
turned on wheels of air,
they remind me of village girls
broad buttocks, love handles,
rolling hips.  Not like the bony walkers
that climb up here.

Their nakedness is fashioned
by a grinding tenderness.
I sample that roundness,
let my warmth kiss the curves.
Sit next to a pretty one,  
eat a ham sandwich,
think fondly of the plump barmaid
in the valley below....

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Bachelor Day 
It was father’s day he got up early and 
drink coffee near the phone just in case
his daughter rang.

Then it was afternoon and he must have
fallen asleep and he fretted if the phone
had rung and he hadn’t heard it. 

He went into the kitchen but left the living
room door open, he had a ham sandwich 
which he ate by the phone.

It was now evening and she was not ringing
how could she a product of his wishes, 
childless man, she was a figment of your dreams....

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