Short Plopping Poems

Quiet lake…floating ducks…
baited fishing lines plopping…
silent sun setting....

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icicles dripping
plip-plopping on solid ground
vanish suddenly

written September 16, 2021...

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Water ripples
On the pond surface

Concentric circles
Of perfect shape

Raindrops plopping
In rhythmic grace
Announcing the storm...

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Baby animals being born
Sheep are getting shorn

Robins are singing
Bees are stinging

Flowers are growing
Dandelion fluff blowing

Frogs are a hopping
Raindrops are a plopping...

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FOREIGN COFFEE

sluggish pulse
room ahiss
percolating
this fetid heart
foreign coffee
funnel brown muck
muck funnel smut
searching for words
plopping like mud



© Kim van Breda—8 January 2016...

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is there such a thing as one-eyed fr.ass?!

Huh.

Maybe, maybe not 

ha. Do (doo? does?) frass even have eyes. I think not!

Sure looks pretty though...

if I were given the chance to choose what my poop looks like,
I'd choose frass!...

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Its Raining…

God’s Cleansing Tool
Cloud-Concerto… How Cool !
Plop-Plop Plopping into Pothole Pools
On the Grass, Pavements and On My Own-Sweet- Fools…

who, don’t have Sense enough, to get out of the Rain…
… I think I’ll go Join Them… Again

                               Amen...

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Some pigeons pooped in the bottle garden 
Without as much as “I beg your pardon” 
Did loop the loop afore plopping their poop 
In the neck of the bottle with one swoop.

It is clear that it does cometh to pass 
Bottle gardens become mucky morass
For onto those bottles of flora, alas
Pigeons ejectamenta en mass....

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Rumbling and tumbling in the kitchen
Dishes cups and a chalice, swishing 
Adding some wine  
The dog’s whitening muzzle greedy munching away
The horses chomping oats and grasses
Plopping rain drops, soggy walkways 
The home built as protection
A fence and doorway a sofa
A rainy rainy night as rocks form a river
A castle braced and built for the mind
Mother nature fights for dominion 
My small home and I fight to just abide...

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Why does my new girlfriend always wear a cowboy hat
She lives in the big city in a high rise council flat
I gazed up at the window of her flat up in the sky
And when I did a bloody pigeon did one in my eye

So as I walked away I’m wiping poop to clear my sight
But droppings kept on plopping on my shoulders left and right
All I could do was duck and dive and try to dodge the splats
I looked around and everyone was wearing cowboy hats...

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After the world has bottomed you up
like a brown bag, no label wine.
All. Day. Long.
Plopping your worn glass, 
empty, on a Whirlpool cardboard box...
Absorbing, drying
all once-upon-a-time, 'Made In China', 
condo-walled dreams.

Your buddy, 'Thunderbird', twitches whiskers
over glistening gutter teeth.

Dandelions in cement cracks.

Ah, life is good. Sleep peacefully.
No mortgage. No rent.
The morning brings a full glass
to hold you in escrow...

For Torquemadas
Of the World.


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KING OF KINGS

                           Lord Gravity , 
                           the king of kings
                           through" hands on" science
                           Taught me things--                                                      
                           From plopping 
                                         apples on my head
                           To plopping men
                                         Upon my bed.


V. Anderson-Throop 2013...

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Glitter-filled water trickles steadily from a jagged edge of glass
Singing a repetition of reminders
That the world once protected by a glass dome is now exposed
It was me, I did it
I caused the unspeakable moment when it crashed and shattered—
But I can’t remember how.
The only thing I’m left with is a raw aching hopelessness
The knowing that I’ll never find all the pieces
            Never fit it back together.
The plopping of falling drops of glory
And the glitter on my fingertips...

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