Short Nostril Poems
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Calf takes his nap around three, come on by.
He likes having a selfie, though I know not why.
So, I took a close up, and saw his nostril hair.
Calf did not like it, but I did not care.
Earth most abundant gas,
easily it flows through
each nostril into blood ,
Enabling the heart to
enhance circulation,
Ensuring continuous
energy production .
DATE:9-17-16
The first sight
of the first white hair
in my nostril,
at first jolting,
after a while, softly sobering,
happily humbling!
SCENT.
Its Bluebell month ;
My feet break twigs
long laying brittle in,
leafy brown beds !
In a wave of nostril scent, my
youth and childhood flood back,
sweeten my steps of years,
But! break me.
An unseen spirit
Of gentle daisy flower,
Tickles my nostril.
Awakening my
Love for new vegetation,
Making me plant seeds.
Go away, March.
I am so ready for spring.
Tasty buds and shoots.
Sweet thyme and peppers.
Call my soul to garden.
I am so ready!
Another unwanted
passes through memories
down mundane streets
suburbs undaunted
available liquid pass
tempted nostril senses
youth invaded stolen by
unpure pretenses
soft like shreds of life
tears of laughter
preserve treads
to a childhood lost to
hereafter
freedom is a loose word-
loose like the whores
with sicknesses never
cured- loose like the
reins i'm holding across
this ass's throat.
so much snot from this
uncivilized nostril
build a moat each time
a treat is bought, get
across, in time,
before thought interrupts,
mutates impulse into
crime.
Palo Alto-Baton Rouge
Every Compliment
Is A Plea For Compliance
An Expectation Of
Rewarding Response.
ASMR With Tender Fingers
And A Pretty Stick
Across Your Bare And
Tender Supple Skin.
Whelp! Whelp! Whelp!
With A Sweet Carrot
Kiss To Every Nostril
Carefully Planted.
-Gray Squirrel
06-21-2025
A baby girl cant seem to make out the strand she picked off her chin is an eyelash or a
nostril hair? To wish or not to wish?
...Optimists will say 'wish'. Pessimists will say 'whatever the hell!' ...
I will say:
Tear a nostril hair and an eyelash, compare, the one with least error in
magnitude...consider that one!
My heart raged like a black sea over shore;
then anchored he in the depths of an unsure land,
a bleak morrow trickling from the neck of an hour-glass
unto the bottom of a slave - ship.
I breathe in the stench of whipped pride,
at sun set beyond the Atlantic,
as breeze of pines and autumn birches
flog nostril hairs; and stiffened gazes,
trod the white screens day and night
Look!
Watch the rain ranting
As trees tip-toeing
Pattering foot fooling in flood
Children chasing wind
As darkness drags near
Upon my bed i lay,
Peeping through my notepad as April pry into my nostril
Is April again, my peak period
At April, my pen flow ceaselessly, although atimes my hunches are trapped by some hood rats
Now that the rains are here, i shall paint the universe with my pen
awoh awoh
Portrait
This portrait of you gladdens me
It looks like you; depravity
you’d hate it, friend
it’s pitiless,
displays your foul malignity.
Your smile, well
it’s ominous
vampiric canine alias.
The painter tried to hide that smirk
to cover sleaze in fancy dress,
not all paint can cover murk.
He captured your peculiar quirk,
that nostril flare of snobbery
you were a nasty piece of work.
Frogs jump,
Then plump.
Sit pretty
Smile silly.
Eat bug,
Waterlilly.
Dive, swim.
Catch bug.
Surface too.
Hard spout out;
Loud nostril sound!
Frog jump!
Land.
Walk.
Soil's moist.
Ribbit. . .
Ribbit. . .
Onto next the Waterlilly. . .
Rings around an equine leg,
captured gait and proud of heritage,
slice my heart to freedom's pitch
to lay the stones to pave
Fields should sway in wildflower metronomes
to the running hooves of a thousand feet
Sun on manes and nostril steam
breaking the morning dew in clumps
and yet I watch as canters stop painfully short
and white wood fences become brick walls
to never be toppled, except in flight
in midnight eyes and fire.
creaky!,Jerking!...creaky-knocking!,It sounds like a champion,
moving faster than a snail on wonder land,
Sneaky and dangerous than a scorpion,
It sounds pleasant and funny like a bunny;
Thick smoke emanating from its big nostril,
Cough!cough!..and jerk!it moves on a lonely road,
This journey we must terminate for this terminal disease,
the heart is failing,let`s seek for a cardiologist...
CONTEST:"A GROOK FOR ALL OCCASIONS" sponsored by Suzette Crous.
What that woman needs:
a top,
spinning,
without a mons seat center-
goddess ,no one knows-
he him ,
hiker]make flared nostril breeze
in some [how?!] now drunk nose.-
next day [Ray] sit tug wrapper ,
i t was wrapped], it was wrapped before
bring knife oil, - Velveta[overkill]
[Aquavelva land] Olay and beach[sand]
beach-blanket family[ergo again]
egos.
azure sky,
no planes on high
cept drug dump double jet
from bath-hungry Belize.
we sit as a family in a restaurant
my son turns to me and says,
"we are chess pieces now
you're the king, mum is the queen."
he tells me my two-year-old daughter
in the high chair is the bishop
and she has to walk home diagonally
which means it'll take some time for me
to reach the restaurant door
but mum will race home weaving
in and out of other pedestrians
my son tells me not to touch him
if i touch him, i have to move him
i touch him
A world without worries
Where...how come?
Only man without feet
Feels not the torrid earth
Or child without nostril
Breathe not the toxic air.
The world...a war
Between the needy and needs
In the cage ring of life
The mad fight-a thought
Arming the hoe with stone
Against drought
The battle is lost!
A world of words
Porridge of hopeful phrases
In several dishes of religion
Their sweetness cures no hunger
Only an after-earth nutrient
Forsakes us in a world of famine.
Live streaming in a window
Endorsed by nice nature
Flowers behind my closet
Amid the matching dew
From the sky.
An Epoch graced by wind
And cool cold cloud
But shabby role of many odds.
Noise from all corner
Oozing and ringing
Beeping and vibrating
Mucous and snoring
Amid the sunbathed foul
That host my nostril.
My front are meadows
My back are gutters
My right are winds
My left are forest
Yet rosy high up.
Fantastic down here,
coco, yam, ram
And welcoming glitters.
when younger once
i stuck a sharpened
pencil up my right
nostril while listening
to Swordfishtrombone
and thinking Waits' very
own "I'd rather have a
bottle in front of me then
a frontal lobotomy" so
took another shot playing
Russian roulette with
tequila waiting for the
worm thinking thoughts
that i thought i'd forgotten
but the brain is a beautiful
sponge soaking up spills
of fifty shades of grey
matter that doesn't matter
after all i don't wear square
pants
Form:
THEN the skies bellowed a frothy glitter and d o w n became up &
sideways turned horizontally truthful
said the vegan Aardvark.
THE Policeman chewed his m0uth-
side and a Red Ant crawled out from his nostril damn-us (Quatrain 173) &
my pillow has luscious lips from some disembodied woman who once cared
for me. The rest of this delirious
prose is buried in an unmarked book
within a discount store on the far
side of the Moon.
::02.??.2020::
Why those clammy hands of lasting grief
For an owner of a handkerchief?
Then, you are a forgetful kind,
Who few things keep in mind.
A full right I have to know
Or fully annoyed I shall grow
The last careless contact by your hand
Now, about to unleash microbial harm.
Why not often The Disinfectant
By you thought rather exorbitant?
A clogged left nostril you’re picking
And my fingers I’d be licking
After your palms against mine sticking
And in the end a time bomb ticking?
Their honks were like buzzes
From a desperate housefly;
Streams of smoke blurred the air
As the metallic insects cued up
On the road beaming the light of the night
Like a trapped lampyridae in a race-field
Its moves in snail-pace
Overtaking the unfortunate scraps
With broken eyes and disfigured body
Again, the honk increases
Like a trumpet from an elephant nostril
There came a monstrous millipede
Pregnant with commotion
It cuddled up few insects with one squeeze....
BANG!!!!!