Tongue Tied Poems

To Wit, To Woo

There's a lot to be said
for silence
but you won't hear it from me
I'm satisfied tongue-tied
as the less said the more I see
and even if the point is moot
'tis a wise owl
who don't give a hoot

YY  UR  YY  UB  IC  UR  YY  4  ME
(Too wise you are too wise you be I see you are too wise for me)

Tongue Tied

For the winter carnival bundled up,
frozen breath adds to anticipation;
Steaming cappuccino filling my cup,
the vertex of this warm celebration;
Eliminate the need to be grown-up,
tonight enjoy a childhood fixation;
Indulge yourself in a ferris wheel ride,
an event leaving you all but tongue-tied.

Tongue-Tied Dispatches

 In the realm of self-interest, a curious soul,
Could not adhere stamps, sans wit owning a role.
 His tongue, like a rover in arid terrain,
Lingered on whimsy, a scoffing refrain.

 Precision eluded, in blindfolded dance,
Tongue franking an effort, missing each chance.
 The stamp, a library of lore unbespoke,
His tongue still meandered, lost in each stroke.

 Like giraffes when they strain ~ reaching treetops,
His sealing endeavor was a clumsy hopscotch.
 The stamp lay there mocking, a coaxed witticism,
Tongue still missed the mark, a terrible tourism!

 Metaphors clung, but not on the letter,
A longing unfilled, his tongue never got wetter.
 The envelope sighed, craved wit's lifting brew,
Yet his tongue frolicked, having wandered no clue.

 He licked and he slurped, as though miming delight,
A grand postal crime, a federal plight!
 Metaphors piled up, unsent missives distressed,
His sense of himself was a bewildering behest.

 In the spirit of levity, a story confided,
A stamp unadhered, a metaphor provided.
 When engaging with mail, overcome by caprice of,
Just leave the attempt and go buy self-adhesive.

Tongue Tied

Whenever my speech simply stalls 
 meet one of my biggest downfalls;
They have been built high by curveballs;
 Forgive my walls, forgive my walls;

It’s so hard for me to confide,
I know that there’s nothing to hide; 
 It may leave me on the outside 
a bit tongue tied, a bit tongue tied.

Love From a Tongue Tied Lover

You lie besides me deep in sleep.
Moonlight beams light up your face.
I stare at the dark contours of your face,
your lips slightly apart, breathing softly in sleep.
I whisper in your ear, softly, kindly, sweetly:
I love you dear, you know not how much.
You stir, you sigh, and softly say:
repeat again what you've just said.
 
What can I do but comply
I love you dear, you know not how much.
But why is it that I am unable
to utter such endearment when you're awake?
What kind of beast am I?
 
Your sleepy eyes flutter wide awake,
you breathe slowly down my neck,
lips meet, arms entwine, and we become one.
Say it again you fool, I tell myself, say it again.
But I am tongue tied, mute like a broken violin.
I kiss, I hug, I love but speak not.
Indeed, what kind of beast am I?

Tongue Tied By Spring's Splendid Scene

Sultry scents saturate spring's splendid scene,
forsythia mists, flavored freshness careen.
Lover's lilac blooms boom youthful as green.
Lattice lace drapery veils Anne the Queen.
Hyacinth's honey sweetness sifts so serene.
Sky's cyan ceiling is swept and polished clean.
Wire fence winding ivy privacy screen
opens to garden secrets once unseen.
Expansive as a planted magic bean,
grandiose garden greenery grows to glean.

3-18-2021

Blank Greetings Card

I have things I want to say,
But lined up in my mind
Are a hopeless football team of words,
Who’ve arrived all anyhow, the fools,
Hung over, bootlaces undone, 

With no real idea or notion of the rules
Confusing one another, indifferent,
Just fools, willing to give up the game,
My good words with good intentions,
Facing the empty field, the open goal,

They’re no good at all, although
I plead for help, they’re only wanting
Rest and their bus ride home, but still
I have things I want to say,
And somehow, one year, I will.

Tongue Tied With a Tiki

Tongue Tied with A Tiki

What I did was to take off my tiny tiki,
And what is left on body was my bikini,
Told by tone,
A party thrown
On an island where men are a Meany. 

Jim Horn

Tongue Tied

So I wanted to say
Something nice
To brighten your day
But my tongue 
Got tied from
Your beauty 
And all I could say
was hello

Tongue-Tied Mumbling

tongue-tied mumbling
of an anxious mind 
unable to think clearly 
unable to speak freely 
nervousness overtook 
the mind creating varying degrees of
inconsistent interpretations that 
clouded my better judgment 
causing many indecisive decisions to be made 
creating many a foot in month statement to be uttered
this became the way in which i interacted 
with you 
could not help it 
could not stop it 
could not control it 
it over took my very being 
at the time

Tongue Tied

Tongue Tied

Knots and twists,
Coils upon coils.
What a mess you make of me!
How do you do this magical force
To make me feel so strange
Yet excited: a nauseous excitement:
Reveling in utter bliss.

I want to bask in your emanating presents.
If you give me anymore butterflies,
They’ll escape with a frenzy of giddiness.
Keep making my heart skip a beat—
Just give me a sign you know.

Tongue Tied Forms

Haiku do to you!
Senryu come over today?
Wear Kimo and Lay?

Tongue Tied

Ping,Pong,Pang;
Zing,Zong,Zane,
Sink, Shank, Shock,
Out Of Mi Mind,
Crazy, but Out Witted,
By A Double turned, trim
Peeling thought,
I can't make sense, Totally
Lost among that, 
Bing,bong,Bang;
Thang, cause another
Straight shooter, 
gave it away, but
Only shoots mi disasters, 
play ground, Cling, clang, 
clung, goes the rock, 
inside my brain, 
Ding,dong,Dang;
I'm gone, and stoned, 
out of mi Gored, 
but Sex Ready, 
Cause you,know you,
want some,don't you,
Hahaha,,, can't have none.....

Carma Reed
11-13-12

Tongue Tied

Written eloquence
exceeds capability
of voiced utterance.

Tongue Tied

I've been working on working this out,
finding ways now
just to open my mouth,
to repair and relay all the words I couldn’t say to you
and make you see that it’s not easy.

Before, I'd ground these teeth down to gum
fighting a battle logic says couldn’t be won
between tongue versus cheek, when it’s best not to speak
'cause nothing I said
could ever evenly come out in the end.

A mismatched jumble of words,
mass mumbled and certainly slurred
between emotion and alcohol, left biting my lips raw,
holding my breath and my tongue in case you saw

that every single word
I couldn’t let out or desert
are the ones in reality that never really need to be heard.

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