poetry – Page 2

In Lieu of a Disclaimer

Score! I’ve been looking for this. Back the first time I ever read my poetry at a poetry slam. It’s dated 11/2009 I had written a poem to read there I’m Glad I’m Sad and with fear and trepidation I was thinking of what I might mumble for my poor excuse of words when it hit me – why not a poem for the mumbling. Hence the following which is one of two I read that first night. I actually believe that this Google search was the impetus for my start at poetry. Been turning the house upside down for weeks maybe months.

Awakening from a self induced coma

I thought to exercise my mind both left and right – previously wrong

In ceramics throwing I thought to Google “Spokane Pottery”

but English being what it is

and my fingers often dyslexic

Instead I found a broken mike

I mistook for amateur night.

OK well there ya go. c ya… – jeffa

Facebook Boobs

February 6, 2010

I guess I’m just a facebook boob caught up by chests inflated

I clicked a box marked single after entering my birth day

As if by magic forces there a farce did then erupt

The chests of girls depicted in advertisements did grow

I have two brains that you might know, one above and one below

I call this Richard Cranium and Dick the one below.

My life involves the discipline and confusion of their lies

As I strive to understand a balance allowing members to elucidate or grow

as Dick digresses forward growing Richard that more dimmer. I hope to find a facebook boob whose

chest might fit my zipper. Damn it, knock it off Dick. Umm sorry about that…

double entendre and innuendo are a tangent for later intercourse <doh!>

Facebook boobs grew bigger as their tales grew tails so wicked that I felt obliged to dicker

OK I gota get a hold of myself cum on this is serious! Doh! See what I mean about my Richard growing dimmer?

With a paypal nudge down under from Dick Zipper while Richard shuddered Dick believed the proclamation from the statuesque post statutory blonde: “I’m looking for older men”

Now I offer this pledge reviewed in these words telling.

I will not succumb to facebook boobs. I will retain Richard upon my shoulders while allowing Dick his place. I detest the commercial exploitation of the differences of our genders. I enjoy the femininity of a woman’s grace while demand for she and me that we take our place together as equals not apart. Sharing life’s living of daily triumphs and tragedies respecting space while sharing space I hope to find myself in a space in space not spaced with space in place. What I mean to say is that something worth having can not be pursued. But I wouldn’t mind if in this time, without a line I might find something so sublime. Just a prime time for a two of us to become as one in time. Now if it’s not my time for this, I know that I have won some time by writing this and sharing it this time. Thanks for listening.