Short Off Putting Poems
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japanese chickens
produce for bright orange egg yolks
carotene diet
off putting maybe
salmonella neutralized
safe and edible
the mothers against
the Man’s men
putting
perspective
in humanity again
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Couch
uptight, stiff
off-putting, stalling, feigning
Safety, Truth, Privacy, Home
welcoming, soothing, revealing
velvety, relaxed
Sofa
Her open-mouthed smile was a sight to see.
That she had almost no teeth was not off-putting to me.
Joy flooded through her face in such a wholesome way.
This elderly woman’s happiness truly made my day!
A breathy caterwauling doesn’t evoke feelings glowing hardily
Impacting justification. Kindness leaves meaningful nuances
off-putting quiet responses,
surging toward unified victorious wins
‘xasperating your zaniest assemblies.
Being a middle child
Made my temperament mild
And not so demonstrating
But some would think off-putting
But it is not a popular place
When the world appears in a race
And sitting on the fence
Is one made for defence and not offence.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Always beware of the termite
Wise homeowners constantly fight
Incredibly destructive foe,
Exterminators surely know
A buyer’s most off-putting sight.
Termites have no respect, you see
For you or your prized property,
They will devour your precious floor
Then look around for something more
You must show them no sympathy!
Written September 25, 2022
I heard that he was cast out of Halloween City
For he was frightening children, and not very witty
He tried to be a comedian but that did not work at all
We did not see him again until the very next fall
Was it his costume, his attitude or what? We will never know
But he was off-putting, unfriendly, and had a weird glow.
We stayed away from him, crossed the street when we saw him arrive.
I remember this well said my uncle, and I was a wee lad of five.
Fancy pink flamingo did not think she was the best.
She tried to hide it with patterns and prints above the rest.
Her braggadocio ways were off-putting, but she did not know
How to be her happiest, or that she had far to go.
She covered her insecurities with a glittery feathered boa.
Her mother said “That’s enough! You are being quite a show-ah!”
She acted like a diva, but it was because she felt like she was less.
A really good friend showed her she was great; her name was Tess.