Short Slobbering Poems
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I have a confession to make
I've been kissing my dear dog Jake
Not on the lips
The slobbering I skip
He and I are now lovers and that's great
Horrid man in Walmart
Slobbering over a 16 year old girl
Licking your teeth like a rabid dog about to make the kill
Your teeth are nonexistent
My panic is the opposite of your teeth
Going back to see some old friends of mine
Hope I don't start slobbering and spilling my wine
Miss them a big bunch
Will be happy as punch
Hope I don't embarrass myself and say things asinine
Going back to see some old friends of mine
Hope I don't start slobbering and spilling my wine
Miss them a big bunch
Will be happy as punch
Hope I don't embarrass myself and say things asinine
Cats
Feline, mischievous
Meowing, purring, hissing
Claws, companion, tails, friend
Slobbering, barking, panting
Obedient, aggressive
Dogs
The flow of the brush
slobbering colored pigment
upon the gesso...
Emerging from the
hogs hair brush tip a minute
color avenue.
Written 3-2-19
For: "Creativity In Visual Arts Poetry Contest"
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
A sizable portion of my life
I've passed, slobbering over
The antagonistic ashes
Of an untruth.
Years down the road,
By accident, I exposed;
Though this untruth,
Was deeply entombed in my psyche,
Via a mental backhoe,
Satan periodically excavates it
Sans a spade.
my nature is rabid
canine slobbering snout
sniffing begging
'come out come out
wherever you are'
so far so good
living like a beast
should, doing things
you never could.
everything that shines
i bury deep down
under the crease of time-
i know right where
to look.
wave wave wave
a mouth an ocean
tongue slobbering like a big slobbery dog
licking my face
wave wave wave
zave mave jave
licking my face an ocean wave
mouth of the boisterous dog
vave kave bave
wave wave wave
I drown near too near
but by the dog save
and to the shore gave
or the mouth my grave
wave wave wave
Still the bone remained....
Pulling on his chain; ever snarling
A tug of war with, her tree as meat loaf
Became his dreams and gobble said the turkey
Unto her queen bee ? Blue bishops atop pogo sticks a fly
With one big eye siphoning the marrow from time's sparrow; slobbering
Their madman howls holy cow his orange cat meows wow, where has Alice gone.
Form:
so
when so
soon is due
the expected
the anticipated
day of day of days
truly
one and
the same
birth and day
that the cast is on
the stage premiere of
birthday
certainly a
musical but not
at birth but just at
the first that the song
is sung as a blubbering one
glares
beyond
the cake
and candles
not even making a
wish with a bib slobbering smile
Form:
Surfing her parks hanging out at the johns
Playbook play writes recipricated his southside
Invasion rock their dock in red rag love make-up wardrobe ?
We knew of a bit it was your solo show and she really likes her numbers
Makes the _itch feel somehow secure while their slobbering about someone's
Fornication playing songs as cutting lines desperation pegged in tears surfing this goodbye.
Form:
Looking at Hyde in disbelief, while he smiles then pulls my hair ?
Lying atop myself feeling his baby's breath, chuckling; trying to dream..
Kicking our little feet tiny toes twinkling nursing, love's, blue bottle a sudden
Kiss upon the brow sparkling these joyful eyes reaching, to beauty's sky; rapturous
Stirring deep inside slobbering on my cheek crying, Daddyyyy, he poo poo on me; laughter.
Form:
Oh, meaty mothballs!
as opposed to mothy meatballs
Alternatively - slobbering sloth-balls!
instead of sloppy moth-calls
Stupid refrigerator!
as opposed to dumb incinerator
Alternatively - dirty toenail taster!
instead of wanton whiskey-waster
It's the start of a brand-new year
Let's raise glasses and expectations
And while we're at it
~ improve imprecations!
Myriads of murmuring marine maidens
Musically musing, making mariners mad;
Floating or frolicking freely and feeding
Feverish fishermen’s fleshly fantasies.
Sensually swimming silvery seductresses
Stripping slobbering sailors of their senses.
Inveigling and inspiring them to inundate the waters
In instant insanity in pursuit of Neptune’s daughters.
To some this may come as a shocker:
Mermaids lured them into Davy Jones’ locker.
Stumbling drunken stupor
Beating Hell into her
Snuffing out all possibility of Hope
Shattering Self-esteem so she couldn't cope
With a lit American Spirit
Slipping from slobbering loaded lips
While simultaneously screaming "I LOVE YOU!!!"
Scared into believing all the lies, subconsciously knowing the Truth
Stuck wondering how long must in wait for these memories to fade?
So that I can move on gracefully fearlessly facing another day
Form:
Running down the long, curvy, hilly road
The monsters closing in behind
My legs struggling to carry the load
I can't run far enough to escape my mind
The monsters slobbering, growling, running like dogs
Constantly chasing, always gaining ground
I lift my legs to escape the bog
Yet they catch me without a sound
I know I must fight these things,
Shadows attempt to overwhelm me
These are the beasts that bring down kings
So I'll make another attempt to flee
Form:
Running down the long, curvy, hilly road
The monsters closing in behind
My legs are struggling to carry the load
But it's difficult to outrun my mind.
The monsters slobbering, growling, running like dogs
Constantly chasing, constantly gaining ground
I lift my feet to avoid the logs
But every time they catch me with a bound
I know I must face these hellish things-
The shadows that overwhelm me-
These monsters take down kings-
So I'll make a last attempt to flee.
A show supposed to be classic
But watchers' cheap applause did seek
The actors, no exception, sick:
Long the rude point in mind shall stick...
Why choose the slobbering walker
And mimic the labored talker:
On your clothes dripping saliva
As well taught by Trainer Silver
Before a thousand eyes go limp
While a camera films: an imp;
Oh! I forgot: it's about cash
You have a chance to in banks stash;
Yet, in US this would be punished,
All of you by some guns finished!
“Words speak volumes”
even the few, or the one
when chosen wisely –
let us not confound
quality with quantity –
like an honest kiss
on a barren cheek
at the right time
trumps a deluge of
well rehearsed slobbering –
greening trees
blossoming meadows
we share with all
Nature bold and
brilliant, scented
fondness,
breathe in and out
exhaling blessed
necessity –
taking selflessly
from one another
enfolded, raptured
within a canopy
of Divine Light –