phil-albritton - Hello Poetry

My head feels like an overstuffed pepper. Stiff stained starch spread over my eyes, And very hard to open...hot! Burning hot. With a nose full of stuff aptly named snot. Ears full of dough, paining deep inside in need of relief. Aching back, shoulders, knees, hips, neck. GOOD GRIEF! Sleep! Oh I wish I could just roll over and sleep. But my stomach keeps nagging me as I try to count sheep. No, it's not Covid, but I'd feel better dead. Just a bad cold, with a stuffed pepper head.

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Dec 11, 2020

Dec 11, 2020 at 8:17 PM UTC

phil-albritton

Stuffed Pepper Head

My head feels like an overstuffed pepper. Stiff stained starch spread over my eyes, And very hard to open...hot! Burning hot. With a nose full of stuff aptly named snot. Ears full of dough, paining deep inside in need of relief. Aching back, shoulders, knees, hips, neck. GOOD GRIEF! Sleep! Oh I wish I could just roll over and sleep. But my stomach keeps nagging me as I try to count sheep. No, it's not Covid, but I'd feel better dead. Just a bad cold, with a stuffed pepper head.

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Thank you air for being there. Thank you water for wetting things and drinking down the dryness that comes in waves when climate misbehaves. Thank you fire for melting the marshmellows and heating my back. Thank you earth for giving me onions and potatoes and carrots and beets and mushrooms and basketball players like Shaq. Thank you God for the love in my heart. Thank you Mom for kissing my ear, and Thank you air for being there.

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Nov 25, 2020

Nov 25, 2020 at 6:26 PM UTC

phil-albritton

Thank You

Thank you air for being there. Thank you water for wetting things and drinking down the dryness that comes in waves when climate misbehaves. Thank you fire for melting the marshmellows and heating my back. Thank you earth for giving me onions and potatoes and carrots and beets and mushrooms and basketball players like Shaq. Thank you God for the love in my heart. Thank you Mom for kissing my ear, and Thank you air for being there.

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A tree, a tree! He cried with glee, Can I be up there as tall as that tree? No! You can't! His father said, you will never be as high as that tree. A tree, a tree the young man cried! Can I get up as high as that tree? "I doubt it." His young wife sighed. "You can never be as high as that tree. A tree, a tree! Said the bearded man of 43. I want to be as high as that tree. "No, thats impossible!" the man's neighbor yelled! "You can never be as high as that tree!" A tree! A tree! The old man said with joy! As he peered down from his pilot's seat.

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May 10, 2019

May 10, 2019 at 8:19 AM UTC

phil-albritton

A Tree

A tree, a tree! He cried with glee, Can I be up there as tall as that tree? No! You can't! His father said, you will never be as high as that tree. A tree, a tree the young man cried! Can I get up as high as that tree? "I doubt it." His young wife sighed. "You can never be as high as that tree. A tree, a tree! Said the bearded man of 43. I want to be as high as that tree. "No, thats impossible!" the man's neighbor yelled! "You can never be as high as that tree!" A tree! A tree! The old man said with joy! As he peered down from his pilot's seat.

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I remember you. I remember sunshine on my shoe. I remember the mustard tasted like glue. Do you remember that old dogwood tree? Do you remember the scraped knee? Do you remember me?

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Mar 2, 2015

Mar 2, 2015 at 9:03 AM UTC

phil-albritton

Remember?

I remember you. I remember sunshine on my shoe. I remember the mustard tasted like glue. Do you remember that old dogwood tree? Do you remember the scraped knee? Do you remember me?

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dancer of the clouds, ink of dream, as if the sky, hushed and utterly forlorn, turned a pirouette.

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phil-albritton

Feb 22, 2015

Feb 22, 2015 at 10:30 AM UTC

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unloosening ribbons

dancer of the clouds, ink of dream, as if the sky, hushed and utterly forlorn, turned a pirouette.

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The zebra called out from his cell, "Please help me! I'm in hell! These stripes aren't mine! I'm a horse!" The jailer just laughed and shook her keys. "Man, they ALL say that. Even that burglar the spotted cat."

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Dec 22, 2014

Dec 22, 2014 at 9:18 AM UTC

phil-albritton

Framed

The zebra called out from his cell, "Please help me! I'm in hell! These stripes aren't mine! I'm a horse!" The jailer just laughed and shook her keys. "Man, they ALL say that. Even that burglar the spotted cat."

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One day a little monkey said to me "You wanna see me climb that tree? Or jump around and juggle three lemons?" I answered, "No. That won't be necessary. It's entertainment enough this week, Just to hear a talking monkey speak."

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Dec 21, 2014

Dec 21, 2014 at 9:58 AM UTC

phil-albritton

The Talking Monkey

One day a little monkey said to me "You wanna see me climb that tree? Or jump around and juggle three lemons?" I answered, "No. That won't be necessary. It's entertainment enough this week, Just to hear a talking monkey speak."

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