Short Itched Poems
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In all these scrapbooks:
Flowers I have liked.
Flowers I have seen.
Flowers I desired.
Flowers that itched.
Flowers that burnt.
I wonder what was mine?
not giving a shift
an open flower
pis-til...
p/b's itched for her as...
a honey fuss
this way and that
so p'ees be...
b'ees home
sweet home
stan sand
YOUTH
childhood
innocence
erudition itched
self-disrupted sageness
ardently naiveté
"the blue moon and springtime of life"
06.28.16
Down to my toes
up to my belly button.
Feel cross-currented web of my fingers and
inside and outside my ear.
Back of my knee
itched when was young
but no longer on radar screen.
Numb?
Air's to breathe
water's to drink.
All else, frankly, is
negotiable.
I didn't drink the brew
because it made me twitch,
and break out in hives,
every where I itched.
She cackled real loud, a
high shrilling pitch,
and hit the broom stick
with a switch, and flew
away in the sky with out a glitch.
Must still be the season of the witch.
Limerick : Once Schuhmacher/Shoemaker from Brazilia
Once Schuhmacher/Shoemaker from Brazilia
Made a shoe shaped like the Ark of Noah
Birds and beasts of forests
Fought acarien* pests
Till toes itched: that’s how Man danced the Salsa!
* mite
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
There was a guy who itched for a fight
Wanting to beat the first man in sight
But let his guard down
As he faced a clown
And then laughed for the rest of the night
The human race has but one really effective weapon, and that is laughter.
For Write With the Wit of Twain Contest
Itched memories never fade—
Keloids of time—ballooned
scares of history: swollen selves.
As time runs on, so
must we.
As awareness ripens
and burst, escaping truths
empty into the cistern.
Full, the cistern overflows
the cup of mind—memories
running into the saucer of life:
Come, let us sip the nourishment.
eerie odds itched
fumbling frails flipped
saucy syllables puked
nosing nocturnal nude
lanky lust birthed
heaving haughty pandemic
ordeals awed strife
taunting tuning thrives
wielding whooshing wiles
dark dribbles dripped
tracing bruised tips
laced wit's lips
trained technology thrilled
taming teenybopper's twigs.
'20:05:09:19:21
Note: Of trained technology.
eerie eyes etched'n
cloned callous crest
felon face featured
fostering porous punctures
dark dribbles drooled
hoisting haggard pukes
voluptuous vision danced
taunting tempestuous trance
bewitched aura bagged
irking instinct itched
hoisting sassy skills
coursing mouth clipped
bounty battle birthed
saline liquid slipped.
'20:04:22:18:35
Note: Of pluming picture.
Jammed some fun into one day
Aboard kayaks, paddling play
Mangroves, stingless jelly fish
And in my head, a hand itched
In beats, a beach reggae-tunes
Crashing waves upon the dunes
As curling smiles seemed to mock
Monster cruiser at the dock
Yellow sun did set too fast
Dashing night on anchor cast
Awhirl the sea’s brooding deep
Yesterdays pile on the keep
(9/12/2020: '04 Carver 420 Mariner; DMS)
Make sure you shake your shoes out before putting them on.
I once got bitten by something (I suspected a spider)
on the long toe of my left foot.
It swelled, itched, and throbbed on and off for three weeks.
I wasn't insured at the time
So, I self-remedied-mainly with ice, aspirin, and cheap spirits.
I'm insured now but rarely meet my deductible.
Always shake life out before you put it on.
Poison is the love of shadows and the unemployed.
Sprawled about the blanket spread
Minding the business of her own
Her mind led, far astray
By her thoughts, she is overthrown.
She dreams of a heaven
Beyond her meagre skill
Far-fetched from cold reality
Though reached from power of will.
For her it appears a lifetime
But to us a patient while
Stationed soundly at my feet
Though her head a ’wandered mile.
And itched along her rested neck
My hand so ever tender
Her head arose, so much confused
And query from my brain did render.
I met a knight.
He liked to fight.
I watched him run from left to right.
He had no fear.
It was here
Where man and Beast could fight and cheer.
A witch!
She caused a twitch.
The knight, he flipped and itched and itched.
The curse, it failed.
The witch, she ailed.
Then, beast and knight ran fast and bailed.
The beast and knight
They ran all night.
Until they came upon a light.
It glowed so bright,
They lost their sight,
And every day became like night.