by Jack Ellison |
Categories:
class,
Sure not a snotty type but love classical music
It's so soothing and extremely hypnotic
Though not a snob
Mozart makes me throb
If you could see me now, I'm wearing a tunic
by Jack Ellison |
Categories:
music,
Not a snotty type but love classical music
It's soothing and extremely therapeutic
Though I'm not a snob
Mozart makes me throb
If you could see me now, I'm wearing a tunic
by Andrew John |
Categories:
evil, horror, lost love, nature, nonsense,
We rather wish that someone would
lead him to a tree.
They can be so useful
for life and death.
He might look more elegant
from a distance.
But this one decides to join us
in this bar,
sits at our table, displaying
his filthy fingernails,
his rather snotty tissues, sniffing,
so audibly, so blatantly.
Each half-hour or so he has a smoke,
so leaves the room,
permitting us to take
a deeper breath,
drawing somewhat cleaner air
into our lungs.
Ah, who has the courage to say
please go away -
though it would be better to use
some choice language?
But all we do is sit -
just hope, ho hum!
(Sep 2022)
by Frances Thompson |
Categories:
friendship, funny, pets,
You nuzzle up to me, rub on my leg.
I pay no attention as you cry and beg.
I look away, continue my chore.
You come back again, crying still more.
Sometimes you want me.
Sometimes you care less.
My head is 'a spinnin
From all this distress.
When I want to hold you
You run like the devil.
Will we ever get
On a good friendship level?
That is my story.
It had to be told.
My love's a hungry kitty cat
Sitting by his empty bowl.
Once his little belly's fat
He's happy and content.
He'll look my way, then walk away
He's quite a snotty gent!
by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories:
father daughter,
tension of paint,
basic then mixed,
browned and at last
blackened
but an artist can churn
a mess into a sunset
t.v. magic
especially for a sick kid
in the sixties
home from school
with a throbbing forehead
taste of bile
snotty sheets
and a daddy
who brings home
an ornamental pen
simplicity in love
rewind the clock
but not just yet
for i love this man
even more today
a simple hug
a kiss on his head
tension lost
11/27/2018
by Charlotte Cooper |
Categories:
child, childhood, funny,
There’s glue in my plug sockets
Chewed pasta in my pockets
Lollipops always stuck under my shelf
Oh my love, you are a naughty little elf
Crayons and paint colour the dogs bed
And again, today, another bruise on your head
Where, this time, have you put my other shoe?
And please stop throwing the lid for the glue
Yet again, there’s a dinosaur in your potty
And why is your face constantly snotty?
The rubbish bins will never be your toys
Oh my gosh, the wonderful wildness of boys
Bending down one more time, will mean I won’t get up
Oh my darling, you are a mucky little pup
by Anthony Biaanco |
Categories:
thanksgiving,
Why-why in God's name were you unleashed
time and again to rape our community
empty eyed mug shot
walking time bomb filled with hateful snot
...and the judges of these mad men
sitting in their sterilized cloud
high above the martyrs and maggots
broken cinder block sanctuaries,
giving this ogre a twenty fifth bow
I pray that "it" soils your cloud
sprays its snotty seed over your pristine
sends you tumbling into our humble community
devours everything you cherish and love
drags you down a bloody path
of your poor judgments
happy thanksgiving
gobble -gobble