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Jason Mar 2021
Downy pen, as light as day

Well, it is...

On the one side anyway
© 03/08/21 Jason R. Michie All Rights Reserved
she's no deva of mine
no caterpillar concubine
no cocoon consort
no butterfly  courtesan
she's four tigresses in one
suckling, wandering, denned and leashed
And I'm following the track of them all
She's my white tigress of Nanjing
and though I haven't ever practiced kungfu nor qigong
I have applied to be her jade dragon
Or at least one of her green dragons
In order to help her to reach one of her nine illuminations.
So I fused my qi and ching and  shen
and turned myself into a Knight of the Order of the Porcupine
and offered to gently tatoo with my quills
Her *******
with a motto of invisible yet immortal ink saying :
"Qui s'y frotte s'y pique"
Written phonetically [kisifrotsipik].
I thought because I sat just like a buddha
I was at that moment a buddha
I thought that if I breathed like a green or jade dragon
She'd let me have a bite at her immortality.
No way, my tigress said :
You just can't be and have been
Kitts Apr 2015
A porcupine doesn't have many friends
Due to the needles that stand up at the ends
No one really cares when a porcupine cries
No one is there to weep when one of us dies
No one ever approaches a hurt, sad porcupine
Can't even attract a drunk with a case of wine
No one wants to get close enough to start to care
No one, for a small porcupine, is ever there
Tears fall down their cute, small needled faces
No one ever pays any attention to their small cases
From place to place, we porcupines wander so slow
There isn't a warm welcome at any place we go
Seems like porcupines just can't please anyone
SøułSurvivør Feb 2015
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There's a form of rodent
In Latin form "quill pig".
He isn't very fast.
He isn't very big.

But be very cautious
If you encounter one of these.
They are very nasty,
Mean, to say the least.

They bristle up and like cacti,
They have a vicious will...
You don't need to touch to be
Nailed with a quill.

They will flick their tail
To let their venom fly,
So give this beast some room
When you see him going by.

People who are insecure
Will be like them.
Watch for signs.
You don't want to be around
The subtle porcupine.

The pen will rend and skewer.
The pen will have its art.
It will send a poison quill

Straight into the heart.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/12/2015
"Porkies" is a British euphemism
For LIES.

I'm sick and tired of poets
Who use their pens to
Subtly skewer other artists.

I have recieved this in the past.
Not here. On my first site.
Now, I have a thick skin.
But others may not be so blessed.
I've been writing a poet friend
On the site message system
Who has been hurt.
JUST STOP IT !!!
You are an adult. Act like one.

To all being bullied,
Just remember this.

YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW.
The backstabber has a big problem.

He always has to
Look over HIS SHOULDER.

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