We are fertilizer
We are manure
Vote for our party
We’re the ultimate cure
We’ll best the bloviators
and all the chest-puffers
No one will mess with our
brown-fingered ballot-box stuffers
We are fertilizer
We are manure
Our 'shovel-ready' campaign
Wins the next election for sure
Melinda is so beautiful
She's sweet like Mirinda
This girl is from Florida
Her best friend's name is Belinda
And her younger sister linda
She drives Honda.
She's so classy
Very unique
Meek in her ways
Pink her favorite color
She got no body odour
Always smelling like vanilla.
This girl is my treasure
She always tells me
If you don't venture no greatness
We always go on adventure
She never gives me pressure
Steadily she gives me pleasures
She rules my heart, mind and body.
"Smelling The Roses"
What if oxygen
Is a slow killing
Poison that
When taken
In takes seventy
Five years, more
Or less, to
Effectively
Take
Effect?
In this world of wanton worry,
There’s this new kind up on hurry.
Call it plain prejudice
That’d for wood the tree miss,
But should K Harris win
As chances seem no mean,
Should all the White House smell curry?
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Happenings |10.09.2024| USA, political, Humour
Poet’s note: This is second in a series of three limericks on current happenings in USA.
If bathtubs grew onions
then feet might have bunions
that stink as well as get sore
If you can't remove all the dirt
your toes will sure hurt ~
that your husband
will ignore as he snores
Reality doesn’t come
with perfection
Its paradigm rooted
and flawed
To love an ideal
its fantasy sealed
The truth found in mores
—not law
(Dreamsleep: September, 2023)
Grateful to God* for deliverance from anosmia
I praise Him for the pleasant breath of life
midst jubilant smelling optimization
oozing with wondrous delights...
On a restful day of redolent vibrancy, my nose is greeted
by minty scent of my special child's shampoo
with citrus body wash along bubble gum-cologne
and refreshing baby powder after his bathing spree...
Oh, I enjoy the aroma of steamed breakfast rice
sizzling barbecue, creamy chicken-vegetable soup
with mango yoghurt while allowing hot chocolate
to blend with the smell of toasted bun midst peanut butter.
Concluding my morning festive flavorsome meal
my olfactory sense is welcomed by serene balmy room
verily therapeutic as I immerse for writing pursuits
gripped with the lavender fragrance of my own perfume.
*In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
September 12, 2023
2nd place, "Five Senses (Smelling Emphasis)" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet; judged on 9/13/2023
TO BE ABLE TO SMELL THE SWEET SCENT OF BLOOMS
THE CRISPNESS OF FRESHLY CUT GRASS
THE WOODINESS OF A LUMBERED TREE
IMAGES IN YOUR MIND ARE CAST
THE SENSE OF SMELL IS SO DEFINING
IT ENABLES THE IMAGINATION TO BE FREE
SWEET, SPICY, WOODY OR MUSK
A CONNECTION TO IT THERE WILL BE
SMELLING SOMETHING AS IT COOKS
STRAIGHT AWAY IT’S OF FOOD YOU THINK
BUT THE SMELL OF SOMETHING BURNING
SUGGESTS FIRE AS THE LINK
IT’S A BLESSING TO HAVE THE SENSE OF SMELL
IT EXPLAINS WHY WE WERE BORN WITH NOSES
LIFE JUST WOULDN’T BE THE SAME
IF WE COULDN’T WAKE UP AND SMELL THE ROSES
Oh for smelling when lavender’s in bloom
or sweet roses and their pretty perfume.
Chantilly I love to have a whiff of.
Tabu is so sexy – a fragrance I love.
Bread in the oven is so nice to smell
And buttery popcorn at movies as well.
Smelling lasagna and pizza – the zest!
but smelling meat grilling has to be best!
Scents of nostalgia are Halloween treats
and Mom’s Christmas baking of many sweets.
Oh, that fresh smell of pine and evergreen!
But the strangest smell I like is gasoline!
I do wander around flowery gardens,
Where floral odors can be found to reside,
Each flower has a unique tale, aroma, and song,
I genuinely feel at home in this scented universe.
A rose with delicate, red petals,
Its fragrance dances in the wind,
A pristine and snow-white lily,
In the garden, its aroma is growing subtly.
But I love more than simply flowers,
The earthy fragrance following the summer's rain,
Or the enticing scent of hot bread,
My mind is a patchwork of all these smells.
From the saline, salted embrace of the sea,
To the enduring beauty of the pine forest,
The world smells so wonderful,
A melody of smells, during the day and at night.
Allow me to enjoy each scent yet again,
For I'm obsessed with the sensation of smell,
I find myself in this universe of scents,
With each embrace comes a wonderful aroma trip.
After the rain I started to smell them
They have a distinct odor, not a fragrance
I had to walk carefully, as to not squash them
They were squirming on the sidewalk and in the grass
Night crawlers, giving me nightmares some nights
oftentimes not the matter of everyone's general well-being
one fifth oxygen in earth's atmosphere enables human breathing
olfactory nerves sensing chemical changes defined as smelling
retina's reaction to incoming photons results in seeing
neural oscillation means brain's involved in the process of thinking
needing proximity and caring deeply about is called loving
solicited or not, thoughts soon begin cascading and require freeing
no matter how solid, there are no words totally guaranteeing
only for rather short time are we all capable of agreeing
so many complex elements required to allow humans' being
as we adapt and grow, the DNA within our brains does a quid pro quo
within process of knowing more, the more we shall learn there is to know
tripping and stumbling on through the ages, we humans have seldom thought so
We cannot come now the ladybug sang with accord.
We are smelling the starch on the ironing board.
The baby mouse agreed, she loved the smell of starch too.
And she liked the stiffness of the jeans her mom ironed all blue.
They sat next to the baskets watching Mrs. Mouse work.
She ironed for the McGuffries, the Geedogs and Mr. McLerk.
The iron’s steam wafted in the air, filling the lungs of the two.
Who loved the aroma every time she reached for a denim of blue.
toilet in the pub
in pee-shaken atmosphere
aroma of soap
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