Ellyl
Oct 16

P- op

O- utstanding

P-  ops in your mouth

C- covered in salt

O-  usome

R- eal good

N- ice and tasty

Sarah Anne Webb
Sarah Anne Webb
Nov 12, 2012      Nov 13, 2012

Did you know...
That you are the most beautiful man I have ever laid eyes on.

That you are the first man
I ever loved.

All of your wrinkles
and your warm hands.

Your smile,
full of compassion.

My favorite thing in the world
Is to be squeezed by you,
For you to call me
your scallywag,
and ask me how life is,
tell me how wonderfully I've grown
and how proud I make you.

To walk into your home
and smell your sauce cooking,
the olive oil, garlic, and onions,
warm and simmering.

To wonder into your garden
pick spearmint leaves
and chew them,
leaving my mouth tingling and my mind refreshed.
I am a child again.

I have so many questions I want to ask you,
What was the war like?
How did you keep your smile?
Do you think of me often?
What did you feel when you first met her?
How did you maintain your love for so long?

What does life mean to you?
If there is anything important in life I should know,
can you tell me?

I am going to see you this week,
and when I do
I will tell you...

If there is anything important in life you should know,
it is that...

You are the most beautiful man I have ever laid eyes on.

Pop-pop had really dark skin.
Chase Graham

Pop-pop had really dark skin.
Brown sunshine soaked within him and
heated up the prodded red kindling of a young heart.
Fingers were bruised
and cracked and torn along the palms
and insides and betweens of his nails.
Sometimes he would touch me
with those hands, pat heads
or rub backs. Brown leafy eyes
made sure to do most of the reassuring.
I don't remember a lot. Just a soft Delaware accent, and tattered overalls reaching up and around
a remedying belly where I would put my head.

#love   #nostalgia   #family   #simple  
pop-pop-pop-popcorn

microwave turning
cooking a movie night snack--
pop-pop-pop-popcorn

written in 2012

Thump, thump, thump., thump, thump
Flat.
Pop,pop,pop,pop,
Popcorn
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, Weeeeeeeeeeee, plump.
You guess.
Bacon.

Pop, pop,
Sigh a bit,
Think.

Pop, ponder -
Sip tea.

Pop, pop,
Pop some more -

Doesn't take much,
To amuse me.

© 2011 Elephants & Coyotes
jonathan valonis
Jun 5, 2010

Pop, Pop pop, Pop, Pop, Pop pop, Pop,
Boom, Boom boom, Bfff, Boom, Boom boom, Bfff,
Shsh, Shsh Shsh, Ffwka ffwka ffwka,
Five, Four, Three, Two, Oooooonnnnnneeeee,
Boomdth, Boomdth, Boomdth, Chwochit, Chwochit, Chwochit,
Boomdth, Boomdth, Boomdth, Chwochit, Chwochit, Chwochit,
Chwochit, Chwochit, Chwoooooochhhhhhhhitttttt,
Now get down, I get down, Now get down, I get down,
Bwahhwow, Bwahhwow, Bwahhwow, Bwahhwow, Bwahhhhhhhhh,
Vooooooooo Booom, Dtdtdtdtdtdtdtdtdtdtdt, Boff, Da, Dede,
Dtdtdtdtdtdtdtdtdtdtdt, Boff, Da, Dede, Dtdtdtdtdtdtdtdtdtdtdt, Boff, Da, Dede, Dtdtdtdtdtdtdtdtdtdtdt, Uuuuuuhwaaaaaaaa

Pop-Pop-Pop-Pop
Joe Roberts
Joe Roberts
Oct 4, 2013

Pop-Pop-Pop-Pop
gunshots.
People take cover
at the capitol.
Unanswered questions.
Why ram
a barricade into
a luxury car?
A brief lock-down
as congress
unsuccessfully tried
to end the shutdown.
Stay away.

Arguably my first political poem, this is a found poem taken from the USA TODAY article, D.C. Incident's Motive a Mystery. Original article written by Kevin Johnson, Donna Leinwand, and Doug Stanglin.
Raphael Sable
4 days ago

Breathe
Breathe deeply and become your environment
Sink deeper into the world and think
Pop
Now remember the pain, the suffering, the hatred
Immerse yourself into the events that destroyed you
Reflect on the mistakes you made
Do not forget to breathe
Pop
Pop
Cry away the tears until you forget
Sigh deeply and think off all that you have endured
NO.  Not yet.  It is not time
A few more steps
Pop
Pop
Pop
Forgive all that you may have wronged
Atone for their mistakes as well as your own
Now you can remember the moments
That truly made you happy
Pop
Pop
Pop
Pop
It is time...
Are you ready?
Choose to leave a reason if you desire
Then close your eyes and sleep
Pop
Pop
Pop
Pop
Pop

Jack Mocherman
Mar 13, 2011

Gimmie gimmie
Red velvet shred case
Bubble wrap finger tips
Pop pop skin rips

 
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