by Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories:
body, humor, new year,
New year, new goal.
Laughter,
a goal that provides
many benefits.
A wellness challenge.
It makes the brain
swim in dopamine.
Is mood-lifting
and removes stress.
Increases metabolism,
and burns my calorie consumption
(I love chocolate)
Stronger abdominal muscles
and a well-shaped butt
The face becomes softer
- highlights the glow in the skin
All this without plastic surgery
- Goal's outcome
- a win-win situation.
by Zoe Nye |
Categories:
angel, angst, crazy, desire, how i feel, women, words,
If I told you I nearly fainted today
trying to make my pussy taste sweet for you,
(I'm allergic to pineapple,
by the way)
and had to toss back a glassfull of baking soda
water to quiet the abdominal creature
spitting y o u are the rosebud
my dew longs to rest upon,
would you think I was crazy?
Funny, self,
she does not know
how aching things rejoice in spillage,
fractures, she says
there is stillness in God.
See Jane pump out love poems
for a lioness gazing at the sun.
See Jane's words fly off with the cranes.
Now,
there is only us,
and the spring.
by Alkas Poetry |
Categories:
allegory, allusion, appreciation, extended metaphor, funny, humor, irony,
Look at that kindhearted gentleman:
The most mature he gets,
further "prominence",
protuberance
abdominal...
Less erudition, and
development
mental... !
Wish you to stay the same ? eat much and exercise less...
Exceeding , further and less love...
Eat even further and read each
time less, and less...
by Randy Johnson |
Categories:
anniversary, death,
When a Country singer died, people felt sadness and pity.
He died thirty years ago and his name was Conway Twitty.
Conway sang "Tight Fittin' Jeans" and "I'd Love To Lay You Down".
He died of an abdominal aneurysm and sadly, he's no longer around.
He was a talented singer and his death was a devastating blow.
He was only fifty-nine when he died thirty years ago.
[Dedicated to Conway Twitty (1933-1993) who died on June 5, 1993]
by Tony Bush |
Categories:
love, autumn, love, time,
I love you more each second passing,
Abdominal somersaults tell
Of butterfly summers blazing,
Sweet spring rain that fell.
I love you more each minute dying,
Acrobat heartbeats yearn
For more time in your presence,
Some sign of your return.
I love you more each hour fading,
Contortionist cravings cry
For autumn leaves and winter snow,
Soft silence floating by.
I love you more each day imploding,
Treasuring time that flew,
Magnificent monument memories
Of you and I, we two.