Short Interjected Poems
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There is nothing dainty about my wind
It lifts me out of my chair said old man Flynn
He rocks the house and the garage interjected his wife
I just let them rip, he agreed, thus, I have no strife.
"It'll never happen," they said;
"They're all going to laugh at you,"
Is probably what they meant
- "No it wasn't", they interjected...
...Man;
Some friends I've got these days...
...How could Stephen King do something like this to me?
...All over again...
Chubby patriot clown spun like a top.
I wish he would stop! I wish he would stop!
Why doesn’t he drop? Why doesn’t he drop?
This was said by my lazy uncle Cyclop.
He’s doing okay, grandma interjected.
She knew Uncle Cy was stuck up and affected.
Chubby patriot clown showed off his red, white and blue.
If you were a clown, wouldn’t you too?
Children will generally meet your expectations
Especially when they feel loved and accepted,
When feelings are factored into many situations
When with their parents they feel connected.
They certainly deserve a cogent explanation,
Without anger and threats being interjected,
As to why their parents expect a cessation
Of the type of unacceptable behavior detected.
written June 28, 2021
What are you doing? The robins whispered.
Enticing the crocus to bloom, earth said.
I thought that was Wind’s job, a cardinal interjected.
The robins flew off, intimidated by his colors.
Earth rolled her eyes Not understanding separations.
Robins cannot get along with cardinals.
Cardinals despise blue jays, daffodils hide from roses.
What kind of a world am I living in? Earth asked herself.
A downpour behind her eyes;
sparkling at me she stood as witness to the affliction I divide.
A breeze interjected between us,
clinging to her dress
picking up every strand of hair fighting to have it free and I stood helpless;
lost in a momentary haze transported to days gone by,
marked by child like giggles emerging from a broken smile.
“She always did have the saddest eyes”; I remember thinking, before I crumbled to my knees.
“Run away with me” – I begged.
Om Ostrich inherited Uncle Hillard’s hat with the onyx jewel.
We were surprised for Om never followed any kind of rule.
He was Hillard’s favorite, of course, said great aunt Crown.
Hillard was a wild man before my ways settled him way down.
Om was pleased, he showed the hat to everyone he saw.
The donkey loved it, he interjected a congratulatory hee haw.
The sheep and the pig were not as excited, of course.
But Om got a wonderful neigh from his bestie, the horse.
P Patience is a virtue, a footstep
A Along the road of life, ambrosia
T To a world in turmoil; the tiniest
I Interjected bits of soul food like, Fusilli,
E Egg pasta with zucchini and mushroom sauté.
N Nice parmesan and pecorino cheese atop; such a crown with,
C Cabernet Sauvignon added, for a meal so aromatic
E Everyone will celebrate!
3-10-2020
STRAND CHOICE B,any form,any theme Poetry Contest
Brian Strand