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These are the shorts that I wear
When I wear shorts
I don’t really have other options
I swear, I wear either the one pair or
I wear the nearly identical shorts with the paint

I’ve got paint on about half my shorts
But I only have two pairs of shorts so
They’ve all been half-paint-splattered

If I can keep one pristine moving forward
For, like, well, forever, or at least until
I buy replacement shorts
I could bury the shame
With a bundle of unmutilated athletic shorts
I’ll never wear to a gym

They’re more actively loungewear but
Amazon gave them the name
I’m an athlete, you betcha
Just look at my shorts
kevin Mar 29
nothing goes without

the **** of sunshine
where most lay
insides the freedom

invisible time lent
grabbing the ghost
dragging expression
tilting skies

nothing goes without

pregnant ending
moving along eclipse

them, goes too

behind a want
the snug of fit
border of cloud

they, are when?

when ending pregnant
longs for empty eyes
despair trampling mercy

fraught aggresive resolutions
torn side of empty prayers
to have the meaning, for speaking?

different ears in different years
markings of dark moons visiting
the ring of worms
living inside comforting fear

as plum was confused
the gel of her swollen brain
conceding the point of opposite trust
life can become a subway or a freeway or a glimpse
a glimpse of the best person who would never grieve
having to live is having to give way
Maria Mar 27
You don't like new acid jazz.
It's exotic, non-native flow.
It's like a traveler, dressed for show,
With a silk neckscarf as topaz.

You don't bear the style mixture.
It's like a slapdash of free spheres.
And no need to gather then down the years.
It'll be-all a needless fixture.

You don't accept circumlocutions,
Allegories and hidden meanings.
Quotations, accents and other symbols -
These are unnecessary gleanings.

You know, you're unbearably stubborn
You can't stand any fancy guessing.
You're far from a beauty of word expressing.
Sorry, but you're monotone.
I sometimes feel genuinely sorry for such monotone people.
Thank you for reading! 💖
Anais Vionet Feb 17
We’re just being ourselves
We’re not presenting ourselves
on a plate, commodifying ourselves.

We’re refined and pared-back—plain
but with an intriguing complexity.

We’re simple and indestructible,
our diasporic styles, assembled in a frenzy
by spontaneous instinct, need no audience.

You’ll find us in the coffee shops, the libraries
streaming and scrollin’ to unheard, noise-cancelled, beats
or in the bars kickin’—let the music play—I can’t talk much about it.

We’re not overly thought-out, sure, we ruminate, but then we’re
automatic rather than laboured, creative without overthinking.

We’re emotional and immediate, but clearly avoiding
slightly scurrilous ****** entanglements—yeah
—there are reasons. true, true, true, true true.
.
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Songs for this:
Let the Music Play by Papik & Sarah Jane Morris
Soda Pop Confusion by Variety Lab & Kidsaredead
BLT Merriam Webster word of the day challenge 02/11/25
Ruminate = think carefully and deeply about something
I have never seen an ugly flower
Flowers are always full of grandeur
Flowers are known to be beautiful
All the time, that's stupendously wonderful
All flowers speak a beautiful language
That we all fully comprehend. In this day and age
Everybody is yearning to hear the voice of love
The voice of a symphony coming from above
Yes, everybody loves the language of the flowers
It is a language, a sound of joy between lovers
And friends. Love is at the center of everything
Please keep on dreaming, please keep on speaking
The language of the flowers, the language of all colors
The dialect of the epicureans, the language of all lovers
I only see beautiful flowers in spring, fall, summer and winter
One flower has the power to improve the mood of a lover
Bring a flower to a lover, I guarantee you that you'll be happy
Keep on speaking the language of the flowers to spread unity
Love, respect, peace and the incredible fondness that we all need
Flowers do not discriminate or use foul words. Lead and feed
Inspire and incense the world with the perfume of the flowers
With the aroma of a stylish language and exquisite manners.

Copyright © August 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Hebert Logerie Nov 2024
No sonrías conmigo si no quieres
Porque no soy un espejo
No seas como un fanfarrón que me da una sonrisa negra
De un estilo extraño, nervioso y anormal
Porque no soy un bromista
Muéstrame tus emociones genuinas
Dame algo normal o natural
No pido nada especial
Solo sé tú mismo y lo apreciaré
No des algo inusual y vil
Muéstrame una sonrisa normal, dulce y hermosa
No me des mucho. Estaré satisfecho con un poquito
Porque no quiero ni una sonrisa negra ni una sonrisa vacía
De un estilo extraño, blanco, hipócrita e inusual
Pero sonríe, sonríe conmigo, si lo dices en serio
Y por favor no lo hagas, si tu sonrisa no encaja.

Copyright © Junio 2020, Hébert Logerie, Todos los derechos reservados
Hébert Logerie es autor de varios libros de poesía.
Translation of ' Blank Smile' in Spanish
Hebert Logerie Nov 2024
Don’t smile with me if you don’t want to
Because I am not a mirror
Don’t be like a bluffer who gives me a black smile
In a strange, nervous and abnormal style
Because I am not a josher
Show me the genuine emotions of you
Give me something normal or natural
I am not asking for anything special
Just be yourself and I will appreciate it
Don’t give something unusual and vile
Flash me a normal, sweet and beautiful smile
Don’t give me a lot. I’ll be satisfied with a small bit
Because I want neither a black nor a blank smile
In a strange, white, hypocritical and unusual style
But smile, smile with me, if you mean it
And please don’t, if your smile does not fit.

Copyright © June 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
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