Bits and Pieces 3
Little bits and pieces of poems which didn’t make the cut for one reason or another, but which I like too much not to post.
I need sleep.
I need a run.
I need food.
I need happiness
I need a bucket of water
To wet down this
Paper construction life.
Touch me green
Get your fucking hands off of me.
Touch me black
You stay three feet back.
Touch me red
I will wring your neck.
Touch me purple
Leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
Touch me yellow
It’s almost right but not quite.
Touch me blue
You. You. You.
Whirling florating colors
A hickory tree
Something sustainable
A light wind
And in blows kudzu
Invasive, edible
Too much for us
We prefer beef
So we watch our roadsides die.
Kiss me kindly
Delicately
Like marzipan
Like frangipani
Like gelato
I want to taste
Your magic motion
I want to feel
The things you think
I want to smell
Your expressions.
What scent are you expressing now?
Yes.
Express it in my direction.
Please.
Cold cream
Ice cream
Wet milk
Butter.
Cheese
All the cheese
As many strains of cheese
As there are molds
As many molds
As there are humans to eat them.
Cheese.
We can’t play
On the old tire swing anymore.
Somebody’s fat ass broke it.
We can’t sing
The old songs anymore
They’re no longer allowed.
This is what it is to grow up.
Fresh Hell 
Sarah,
Revel and delight in colorful cheeses and breezes and sneezes…but not diseases. Rebel and delight in all that is banned and panned and scanned as a childish adult but never as an adultish child. This really resonated with me. Can you tell? Hugs, Mona
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I see your poems as having many shades
From yesterday’s rainbows, to gliding on roller-blades
True colours deep in the ever-glades
Not afraid to call a pitch-fork a spade
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Cindy Lauper is adorable, but her hair looks like she got struck by lightning in this video! Ah, the 80’s.
Thank you Ivor! You’re always far too kind ❤
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I reallyreallyreally like “Kiss Me Kindly.” Why didn’t it make the cut?
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Well, it’s not very cohesive. And once they started expressing smells at each other, it just turned into an elegant fart joke and I couldn’t take it seriously anymore…
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Sometimes I think cohesion is overrated.
But I can’t argue you with your losing seriousness once you saw it as an elegant fart joke.
On the other hand, you may have created the only ELEGANT fart joke—ever!
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LOL! Why thank you!
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PS: Inspired by you, I appended a little haiku to the end of my recent post: “OMG! What Would Albert Schweitzer Have Said?”
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It’s lovely! Better than most bugs get.
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