Apr 2019
FACING THE FACTS
( To Betty Patton )
"Well, that's it!"
said the nose.
"I'm off!"
And so saying
it jumped off my face
trotted down the street
turned a corner and
...was gone.
Without even a by your leave!
My eyes could
hardly believe it.
"What...next...the ears?"
I stupidly said.
The ears took me at my word and
taking the nose as a shining example
tore themselves off
the side of my head
joined together
and flew off
like some kind of strange
fleshy butterfly
flapping madly.
"Well, hush my mouth!"
I had no sooner spoke
than the asaid fore-mentioned mouth
without saying a single word
flopped off my face
galloped off like a snail
leaving a trail
down the street.
I could see this
would end in tears.
The eyes( the ****** fools )
fell like ping pong *****
rolling themselves away
on the trail of the mouth.
I couldn't bear to see them go
but go..oh go...they did.
And yes, I had told the mirror
only this morning
that I had thought
my nose...ears...eyes and mouth
my worst features
but
I never thought
they'd take it so
personally.
( To Betty Patton )
"Well, that's it!"
said the nose.
"I'm off!"
And so saying
it jumped off my face
trotted down the street
turned a corner and
...was gone.
Without even a by your leave!
My eyes could
hardly believe it.
"What...next...the ears?"
I stupidly said.
The ears took me at my word and
taking the nose as a shining example
tore themselves off
the side of my head
joined together
and flew off
like some kind of strange
fleshy butterfly
flapping madly.
"Well, hush my mouth!"
I had no sooner spoke
than the asaid fore-mentioned mouth
without saying a single word
flopped off my face
galloped off like a snail
leaving a trail
down the street.
I could see this
would end in tears.
The eyes( the ****** fools )
fell like ping pong *****
rolling themselves away
on the trail of the mouth.
I couldn't bear to see them go
but go..oh go...they did.
And yes, I had told the mirror
only this morning
that I had thought
my nose...ears...eyes and mouth
my worst features
but
I never thought
they'd take it so
personally.
Story time a long long tine ago for my little girl who didn't think her nose was a pretty as Marsha's nose It was a face off with noses, And she was only 5 for god's sake! I told her don't let the nose hear you or it will take itself off and this tale unravelled itself. Being 5 she took the tale very seriously indeed and was in fear of the nose doing a runner. After that if she glimpsed her face in the mirror she would say:"Ahhhhh nice nose...nose no go away....nice nose!" as if she could placate it like a little puppy. I didn't write poetry back then but these lines kinda capture the drama of the runaway nose and of how a little girl came to love the nose she knows.
