Short Hand To Mouth Poems
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Borrower,
Borrowing appettite;
Increasing gradually.
Weary to live within means.
Handcap of saving culture;
Hand-to mouth disposition.
Lender connives with bailiff!
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Live from hand to mouth
More meritorious than to live from hand to mouth
With no reserve to depend on,
And far better than
Keeping body and soul together
In hopeless destination
Make ends meet
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ABED ANTHONY
Form:
TEENAGE GIRLS
In the noisy café giggling
In their seats opposite me wriggling
Teen-age girls lean cheek-by-jowl.
Quiet as a cat’s footstep on a mouse prowl,
Their whispers to one another
With cupped hand-to-mouth to smother
Are so silent you don’t hear anything.
How do they speak so softly anyway?
Who would want to listen anyhow?
I'll make the Western world cringe
Cause they can't detect, define
Or impregnate
What can't be seen
Is driving metal minds crazy
It's ok, all is not what it seems
Time shreds all doubt
Where moving heart to heart
Hand to mouth
All up in the air
Phosphorous wear and tear
You mount as prosperity shingles
Where we go from here?
I'll let molten minds mingle
Your journey
though life begins
with your
very first breath.
Exploring your world
hand to mouth,
you test
boundaries.
Skirting
obstacles
encountered,
you look for detours.
There are guideposts,
but
free will; chooses your path.
The tears left marks on her face.
The lines of stress still present.
They stole her life from our hands, not a
trace of the beautiful person that was living.
The tears cried on these streets. Us lowly,
poor people existing not living.
They stole so much from our lives. Lives now
hand to mouth, always begging.
They crushed the strength of our souls and
decided our lives weren’t worth living
Bowls 'n' bags 'n'
branches 'n' trees
Orchards 'n' lives 'n'
meanings and needs
Taste the sweet meat of
Prunus avium - Bing,
Sweetheart, Rainier, Tulare
the tart, the sweet
the redness - a treat
A bowl, a bag,
by hand-to-mouth
to suck - to chew
to rave - to espouse
© Goode Guy 2013-11-18
ekphrastic for 2013-11-24 at
the Charles Taylor Art Museum of
watercolor "A Bag Full" by Gemma B. Wallace
The world has forever
outgrown itself,
its pants no longer fit
The cuffs too short,
the waist too tight,
its inseam worn and ripped
The fabric that
it used to grow,
lay barren in the field
The magic that
it used to show,
a sleight of hand reveal
The world has forever
outgrown itself,
its future running out
The earth exposed,
the sky on fire
—all life but hand to mouth
(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)