"daz" poems
Pass by citizen
don't look left or right
Keep those drip dry eyes straight ahead
A tree? Chop it down- it's a danger
to lightning!
Pansies calling for water,
Let 'em die- queer ********
Seek comfort in the scarlet, labour
saving plastic rose
Fresh with the frangrance of Daz!
Sunday! Pray citizen;
Pray no rain will fall
On your newly polished
Four wheeled
God
Envoi
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Get it out with Optrex
5.5k
Hummingbird whispers
Hang in the air
I sit alone with a daz-ed stare
Alone, but voices all around
They suffocatingly surround
I hear hums of hospitals
And whispers of home
I don't speak hummingbird!
I scream in the air
Just leave me alone
And let me drown
Drown in my black cloud filled with rain
This skin is numb and craves only pain
They stand there glancing with sideways eyes
Speaking their language
Planning my demise
Don't they understand?
I want only one thing
To erase the black cloud by filling it with pain
Pain, I can handle, pain, I understand
This black, numbing cloud makes no sense to me
If I could just be left alone to cut it free!
Jan 6, 2013
Jan 6, 2013 at 1:23 AM UTC
*grew my hair too long, watched it get cut and
all the snippets
fell to the floor,
decided my hair had not been
long enough
started all over again,
longer longer deeper longer,
pasting the snippets together
hoping the parts are greater than the
hole I am forever filling with
Haagen Daz vanilla buttermilk,
wise choices of words,
the satisfactory completion
of finishing and the joyous anticipatory
of starting all over again
undecided if today will be
a day where I tend my love, or,
need more being attended to
every poem I every writ
is just a
snip snip snip
of instant instances seconds capsulated
that run on into one long sentence my
gorgeous blonde 5th grade teacher, who had a crush on me,
(and vice versa)
would red ink wink critique as a
run on sentence and I could not agree more
snip snip snip
becomes a life
of one run on sentence to living larger and longer,
want a becoming life,
life becoming comely,
only commas and no periods,
period
exhausting the indecision of living
so pasting snippets seems more manageable
but not so much fun, indeed, in deed,
too much **** work, this cutting and pasting,
so gonna give you the rough and tumble of my words
as they pour out and as long as they keep coming back,
I'll keep on pouring and ******* and godpraise
this word well that runs dry never
my poems are not too long -
if you have learned to taste wisely -
how to taste gloriously languorously language
my poems are not too long,
life is too short to leave all these
demoted spaces of empty,
in between the raging and the loving,
the aching, fretting and the heaven sending thrills
of thanking the powers to be for everything
I got blessed with,
even my curses are just the flip side of*
***snip snip snip
so much from just one cup of coffee***
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six minutes of Aug 13, 2016 life, something you might call a
snip snip snip
SIP
Aug 13, 2016
Aug 13, 2016 at 6:43 AM UTC
Glaring eyne art thine
Flaring they are; Daz'd I am.
Soothing ludene is thy tone.
To hear it; is to roam
Inside my head, like I am home.
Thou art the fountainhead of dark waters
Atop thy head, eternally it falls.
Thy arch shoots me happiness,
I shall not dodge. I shall not!
-Mahdi Dn.
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 1:16 PM UTC
At Hagen -Daz it's free cone day
and you should see the line.
It stretches for two blocks or more
in fashion Serpentine.
Those in the loop
will get a scoop
of premium ice cream.
Though payments not required-
it does cost them their time.
For the store it's not a total loss
to give free cones one time.
Its advertising you can't buy
to see those folks in Line.
The sun is bright, the air is cool
most pleasant by degree.
So many people wait on line,
but there you won't catch me.
Its not that I don't like ice cream-
My girth show that's a lie.
It's just there are much better things
a poets hands can try.
I'd write a song, record a score
If I am so inclined
or steal a kiss from my lady fair
since I am not on line.
The years are ever shorter now
and shorter still my time.
Let others waste this precious gift,
whilst i enjoy this wine.
May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 8:03 PM UTC
Dying Embers
sometimes Daz-zling
then a Shadow
Not seen with searchlight
Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 11:24 PM UTC
if i say to you magada what does that mean?
it means you’re our true queen.
if i say magada three times what does that mean?
it means we have to give you our love.
so who do you think your speaking to?
the queen of china 🇨🇳
no, it means you’re speaking to the queens’s child ( la ta la ah la ma)
the german mafia tried to take my sword ⚔️ i decided i’d had enough
i took all 6 heads of the men who
wanted my life who came to my door.
i demanded all the swords ⚔️ of the famine, they were my favourite swords ⚔️ china sent me my swords
emaculate was my favourite 🗡
kim’s favourite warriors are repunzal, earthquake, farner, bolo, drew and daz.
Jan 24, 2021
Jan 24, 2021 at 5:33 PM UTC
Go
Flo
Rip
Lip
Wiggle
Tiggle
Smash
Dash
Groove
Move
Hup
Pup
Slide
Ide
Dive
Clive
Push
Nush
Tickle
Lickle
Love
Dove
Bounce
Ounce
Daz
Jazz
Big
Dig
Slip
Pip
Trip
Hip
Hop
Pop
Grind
Mind
Telly
Belly
Hell
Tell
Oz
Loz
Stone
Bone
Big
Wig
Tic
Nic
Danny
*****
Granny
Manny
Wimp
Imp
Rib
Dib
Dace
Mace
Lace
Race
Fire
Ire
Flat
Face
Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 3:22 PM UTC
Come on baby
lets simmer and shake
every body doing the comercial break
come on baby hear that jaz
I am dancing all night
for I know my underwaer is whiter than white
for I washed it it in DAZ.
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 2:40 PM UTC