"hmmmmm" poems
Sorry - login failed....
OK...easy - of course it's me;
I’m authentic, not me pretending to be me
or someone else pretending to be me
or me pretending to be Swine Poet;
no, it’s not
Swim Goggles masquerading as Noodles Mee;
or Pretty Pig pretending to be Ugly Duckling;
so let’s try again – it’s easy…sure, I know my password….
OK….
Sorry – login failed….
OK…
it’s easy....I’ll give you my username
and here’s password…Enter…here we go…
Sorry – login failed….
Hey! You’re joking with me, right?
you know it’s me, and you’re just kidding, right?
What?
If at first you don’t succeed – try, try again…
OK, OK…let’s go again….
Sorry – login failed….
Hey, man – or woman, this is serious…
Oh I see – my thick fingers
might have landed on 9 instead of 8
and on g instead of f –
you see? It’s me….I’ll try and use my most slender fingers
and avoid my thick fingers…
Knock and the door shall be opened…
OK…here we go…username…hmmmmm….easy now….
slender fingers, remember….OK….password….careful now….
use slender fingers only….Enter! Yipppppeeeeee!
Sorry - login failed....
Hey- it appears I’m thick-headed as well!
Come on – give me a chance!
It’s almost like being denied at Heaven’s doors!
I’m having an identity crisis here, baby!
You want to see me have a breakdown and
send me to a madhouse, or what?
All right, all right…cool down…easy….easy…calm…
Take a deep breath….
Username…OK….slender fingers, now…eyes on keyboard…
…Password….slender fingers, remember….eyes on keyboard….
Now, all good….I think….Want to say a prayer?
Come on – it’s not that serious….Alright….ENTER!
Yes – I’m in! Hey guys – here I am!
Oct 3, 2010
Oct 3, 2010 at 1:29 AM UTC
1
zzzzz.....zzzzz...shhh.....zzzzz.
shhh....be quiet!.....zzzzz....
it’s the quiet of night
and everyone’s asleep...
so be quiet....zzzzzzzzzzz...
he-body is in bed
and see, beside is she-body
and both owners are fast asleep
but bodies speak even in sleep
shhh....be quiet!.....zzzzz....
zzzzz.....zzzzz...shhh.....zzzzz.
2
one turns in sleep
click! the neck says
ssssuuu!
a big toe scratches the mattress
silence
hmmm...mmmm...hmmmm...
that’s the in-breath, out-breath
as the bodies communicate
growl! it’s an empty tummy
and tchk! says the tongue
as it feels thirsty;
swwwwwirl!
says the blanket
as she-body pulls more of it
3
zzzzz.....zzzzz...shhh.....zzzzz.
shhh....be quiet!.....zzzzz....
it’s the quiet of night
and everyone’s asleep...
so be quiet....zzzzzzzzzzz...
rrrr....rrrrr.....rrrrrr...
that’s he-body snoring
rrrr...rrrr....rrrr...rrrrrrrr...
yes, he snores like a saw
ttttttttttt! yes, she-body kicks
bp!bp!bp!bp!
he-body ***** his thumb
zap!
a noise travels
from lung to gut
hmmmm....hmmmmmm....hmmmm...
there is heavy-breathing
the nose is blocked
4
zzzzz.....zzzzz...shhh.....zzzzz.
shhh....be quiet!.....zzzzz....
it’s the quiet of night
and everyone’s alseep...
and bodies talk....listen
prrrrtttt!
yes, that’s he-body
everybody knows this rude sound
Plattt!
yes, that’s she-body
with an instinctive kick
Baam!
that’s he-body
as it hits the floor
*rrrrrr......rrrrrr....rrrrrr.....rrrrrr....
prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrtttttt!*
that’s he-body again, I’m afraid,
blissfully unaware
and asleep like a baby on the floor
Hmmmmm.....
that’s she-body dreaming of Prince Charming
who never showed up
zzzzz.....zzzzz...shhh.....zzzzz.
shhh....be quiet!.....zzzzz....
it’s the quiet of night
and everyone’s asleep...
so be quiet....zzzzzzzzzzz...
Dec 7, 2011
Dec 7, 2011 at 1:59 AM UTC
RINZAI BOX
Had to have a psych eval
at the box factory
a human resources workup
to make sure
I could handle work again
making cardboard condos
for little mammal prisoners
of the pet trade
who live on hot windowsills
until someone comes to love them.
I got too depressed once
when I found tiny bunnies
mewling in a dumpster
their only refuge
yes
a box I had made
you could tell
it said assembled with care
by Kevin
and I missed a month of work
and got written up
for just being sad.
The shrink diagnosed me
a cognitive distorter
a predictor of worst case scenarios
but I disagreed
since I saw the sad bunnies for real
and he puffed up like a blowfish
stammering you’re the patient
I’m the man.
Well I’ve been around the zendo
so I challenged him
smartypants answer this…….
Do bunnies in boxes
have Buddha nature?
Irrational and pointless he said
hmmmmm I said
how do you know
maybe you’re a narcissist
on a psychobabble fugue
echoing in a therapy box.
But I have Buddha nature
and I put that in the boxes I make
and the Buddha bunnies go in the boxes
and you here in your Buddha office
are not separate
just uniquely boxed
and the label on the bunnies' box says
assembled with care by Buddha.
Jan 30, 2012
Jan 30, 2012 at 12:46 AM UTC
***We are hittin' hard in Oakland
Word!
We are hittin' hard in L.A.
Word!
Cleveland, Chicago & Yo-town is on fire
Word, word, word!
Atlanta's proper
Word!
And in Miami, we are mooovin' somethin'
Hmmmmm.
Turn this ***** out
Oaktown posse they will
Turn this ***** out
Yeah boy, they will
Turn this ***** out
M.C. Hammer he will
(chorus ends early)
Hammer, you ain't hittin' in New York
What?
So what you gon' do about that, Hammer?
I'm gon' turn this ***** out.
Hammer, he is...
Strong like a lion, no denyin'
I'm in effect and you suckas are tryin'
To get with me, you can't hang
Doin' it like this, I'm in with a bang
Goin' boom like thunda, and you wonder,
How in the world can the Hammer be underneath me?
He's gonna beat me, say yes to the master and I will teach thee
(chorus)
Turn this ***** out
Turn this ***** out
Turn this ***** out
Turn this ***** out
Hammer, tell 'em how you came up babeeee!
I was a student, now I'm the teacher,
I was a member, now I'm the preacher,
I was a worker, and you were the boss,
Now I'm gettin' paid and you're takin' the loss
Once says stop, the other says flee
No, don't perpetrate M.C. Hammer is the feature
Step off, you punk, no fear, I'm M.C. Hammer and I came here to...
(chorus)
I'm improvin', better start schoolin
Headed to the top where I'll be rulin'
On top, of hip-hop, I'm in effect and you're not
Your records aren't cool, your shows are weak
Duel with the Hammer and meet defeat
Every night, every week,
I'm comin' correct, you don't want none of me.
(chorus)
X2
I keep hearin' what you sayin'
"Yo Hammer, we knowin' New York's on the wayin'"
I don't care where you from,
I make most look silly, and others look dumb
Yeah suckas, you should, run,
I am, def on the stage, pumpin' at the club
Hammer is an eagle, and you a dove
(chorus)
(funky beats & breaks)
(chorus)
I'm from Oaktown, B-boy straight down
Takin all comers, whoever want to get some
I'm original, you're digital
You want somethin' to say, you're show is pitiful
Don't worry, I'm in tact
Whatever I say, the Hammer will back
Twice as strong, It's goin' on
And I willll...
(chorus)***
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1q2TA2zPtac
Feb 24, 2013
Feb 24, 2013 at 8:32 PM UTC
Hmm is the next word to mmmm
I have no feelings for drama
Neither do I play soccer
Have the heart like a lion
It aims to poison
I'm just running near the streams
My heart is racing ,so it seems
Like what is I was made to just stand
Made to lop down in the sand
I want just time to breathe
But time only deceives
My eyes are my lookout
Do I got you going hmmmmm yet
I bet ......
May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 11:40 AM UTC
Warning: Writing slightly explicit
These hoes ain't loyal....Hmmmmm!
My thoughts:
Now I love this song,
but something must be said
These hoes ain't loyal
But she was in your bed
Talking all this ****
Bout a purse
And 9
But you weren't thinking this
Working your 5
Licking her spine
Telling her you love her
And this *** is mine
Acting like a saint
Yet you da one who knew
Huggin in your bed
Calling her your Boo
Oh, she da ***
***** what the **** is you?
Yet she da one texting
Thinking on you
Maybe you don't understand
Words got you confused
Looking for a man
One without abuse
No games no lies
Tired of being used
You calling her a ***
But she the one you choose
Over and over
Your familiar chick
You trust, you lust
You lick her ****
Yea fine
Spit it ... ***
But every single time
It takes two you know
Even from behind....
And if she is that
Own up to it too
You ain't the only one
******* with a ***
Rotate, Flipped....
You's a *** too....
©MV
Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 2:34 PM UTC
I type 'Life'.
My greatest invention yet. They are born and
they die according to this curve I drew up using my favorite software.
They'll see soft lights. They'll fight. They'll go.
Where?
I'm working on it
Still.
I type 'War'.
The adventures of Hiroshima and Nagasaki,
A bunch of sideshows
And there's a massive one scheduled at 8.54.
Stay to watch?
I type 'Love'. They like this a lot.
They react well to it.
Strange how they rise to their feet at the slightest presence of
Love.
I copy and paste
'Love love love love love love love love'
Then I crunch on a moon. Cold, sweet, juiceless.
Hmmmmm.
I type -
'Gobstopper'.
Aug 21, 2011
Aug 21, 2011 at 8:16 AM UTC
with no maths for happy
i divided my ' why? '
by Zero
and fell in Love again
like a sceptic
with a wild falsehood
masquerading as
a plausible
X = " WHY ? "
but we know not.
better i should makes waves
in the cavernous
and strike wood
with earnest flint, and cheapskates
on golden ponds of ice
unfathomed, mostly
dark good
with sternest glimpse, for pete's sake
and i could go on, twice
as unaccounted, ghostly
numb soot
in the worm's mint sutures; an armour plate
of Unreal numbers.... kites
in the unfounded, frozen
in the floating point
of a Reason.
or I could call You.... hmmmmm..... ?
Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 6:22 AM UTC
EVIL IS AS EVIL DOES 10-13-09
Evil is as Evil does. Thoughts are just that.... thoughts. Deeds are deeds. A thought is not a deed unless it is carried out.
I am a good person; I know that for a fact.
BUUUUT...........it doesn't mean I always do good things.
Still, most of my crimes are altruistic. I risked my entire sanity the other day as I left Sam's Club/Costco, etc.
I was walking back to my truck and parked next to me was a BEEAAuuutiful Porch convertible, Black; doe skin interior, all leather and polished wood.
16 inches away from me was an 800.00 Dollar Ipod, resting peacefully and securely in its little Ipod holder mounted to the dash. SIXTEEN INCHES.
I got in my truck and got out of my truck. Again, I got in my truck and out of my truck.
My Godchild, K had just had her Ipod stolen.
So, I figured *** for Tat".
Being as stupid as I can be (on record), I went for it. The car alarm raised me higher than my truck. Panicked, I sped out of the parking lot and called my therapist. In a frantic voice, I disillusioned "OH, My God! I've just committed murder!!!” Or at least that's how it felt.
My neighbor was swimming in my cheap above ground pool when I got home.
She asked a simple question: "Well, Hmmmmm....did you take the Ipod from the vehicle?"
Now this puts a completely different spin on my sin.
"Uh, noooooo, uuuhhh, I was just looking at it!"
I couldn’t believe how easy it was to change my view. But she was right, I hadn't committed theft, I almost did. And I'm the kind of person that would chase someone down in a parking lot to return his unknown, dropped, wallet.
This one always get my head spinning: …”Even though I walk In the SHADOW of the Valley of Death”….
Uh, wait a tic. The SHADOW of a bee can not sting you. The SHADOW of a cat can not scratch you. The SHADOW of a snake can not bite you.
What the fuuuh? I kind of get it. Our brains are weird. Our thoughts are strange. Thank God for that...most of the time....
Love, Susan
PS: But I'm still kind of ****** at the arrogant ******* who so blatantly demonstrated how rich he was.
Jun 28, 2010
Jun 28, 2010 at 6:20 PM UTC
I like mine two cream, two sugars my addiction sans friction.
You see coffee is my benediction to alphabet soup.
Sing as song of sixpence.
a pocket full of rye.
four and twenty blackbirds
baked in a pie.
Sister Loretta.That witch.
She gave me my first hit.
So long ago I had forgotten.
5 foot 2 eyes of blue. In a nun's habit.
I was all of eight years old and full blown away by the woman showing her chin and brow
in the Caribbean heat cool as the other side of the pillow Strange. Even then strange that a woman
would choose to dress in a black full length jacket that swept the ground as she walked.
Sweet as cane syrup. patient as a monk.
She gave me the love of words.
So Where is sister now I wonder ?
Probably pushing daises from under. That was many years ago.
Mia culpa. But I always wished for x-ray eyes. to see beyond her disguise.
Was she all woman or some holy mutation.
built to reject natural passion.
Mia culpa.
sister Loretta was forbidden fruit. One of god's many wives.
And I could only have one ?. Hmmmmm leme think this one over.
Blasphemer.
8 year old wood is hard to mess with.
Any dude out there who went to parochial school and did not have that one
on the replay spool, throw yer hands up.
.....That is what I thought.
Okay. just had my cuppa Joe.
And now I'm gonna let you go.
Just wanted you all to know.
Sista Loretta was Smokin Hot.
Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 10:23 AM UTC
One two three four on the floor
Open up the big black door
If you don't you'll surely die
We'll mourn your death until death cries
When death weeps we'll be on our knees
We'll cry out and our voice will be full of glee
One two three four in the sky
Now open up and don't be shy
Now write your heart out till I bleed
You'll never hear my silent screams
One two three four five six seven
When the clock strikes one you'll surely be savage
Now don't be scared to show your scars
I have them too if you've looked in my eyes
One two three four on the floor
Open up the big black door
If you don't you'll surely die
We'll mourn your death until death cries
One two three four I'm insane
Cause this song is stuck inside my brain
I made it up just today
And now I'm going mad cause I can't think
Lets hurry up and take a drink
Hmm hm hm hm hm hm hmmmmm
Hmm hm hm hm hm hm hmmmmm
Hmm hm hm hm hm hm hmmmmm....
Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 7:10 PM UTC
Stand up
Stand up
Stand up proud on the soapbox
U got something to say?
Say it
Say it
Say it proud on the soapbox
U ready now?
Get up
Get up
Get up on that soapbox
(Speaker crackles)
Hi.
Crowd: hi!
My name is Prince L and I'm here to offend you.
Crowd: gasp!!!(Murmurs)
so settle down. it seems I can't reach your standards of presentation. is my hair to ***** are my clothes to cheap, hell anyone can see, I wear my **** proudly,
Crowd: gasp harder!!! He did not!
I did, oh **** I forgot I'm not supposed to cuss, o well too late, watch it unfold, my fate. this is my first time on the soapbox, let's talk about that, the box, is it needed? People use it as a trough to feed these stagnant ideas of life and how to live it. Why does everyone need to be categorized and seeded?
Crowd: hmmmmm....
The disparities between race in class are magnified cause we are gentrified, so we all feel polar to the other, opposite the fact we are born from another, check me I have love for you because you are you no matter your crew. O you have a conflict of view, don't matter unless u mad hatter tryin to riddle your way through the middle, cause in reality most of us are in this middle group, are you following? You're a regular sleuth.
Crowd: huh? We want truth.
Try this on for size. I think you might find, the separation between elite and u is a lot, spot the differences? if you were part of the one you wouldn't be arguin with everyone. They got lawyers for that, they mouths stay strapped ready to ****** from you, so don't worry boo keep jaw jackin while the keep straight jackin, stealin, thievin, everything you see, reapin, the earth of its resources slowly turning it to hell. Its not a perception its a perpetual. why you think they always gathering, resources, yea they planning it, to own the world, don't be a fool.
Crowd: no way!!
I'm tellin you pray. Appreciate the ppl who stand upon the soapbox, why? Cause they be fightin for every ones freedom. No matter the cause, no matter the fight,
Feb 16, 2012
Feb 16, 2012 at 12:06 PM UTC
I'm normally not one to brag
But I had one of my poems set to music
By a MAJOR INTERNATIONAL ROCK STAR BAND!
Known the world over...
I'm also not one to drop names
But if I did, which I wont, but if I did
I'm sure that U2 would easily recognize the name
Well anyway I'm so proud of it I wanted to Hum you a few Lines
Hmmmm Hmmmmmm Hmmmm
Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm
Hmmmmm Hmmmmm
Hm Hm Hm Hm Hm Hm Hm
Hmmmm Hmmmmmm Hmmmm
That's just the chorus...
But you can clearly see why it is I'm so proud!
Thanks!
Mar 5, 2013
Mar 5, 2013 at 7:16 AM UTC
It's dandy
Finding randy girls
As macho guys seem to
I drool at scenes
Like tight blue jeans
When a wiggle warms the view
I'm a gangster
For ****** samplers
And sweeties that crowd the beach
I used to shop
Till my eyes would lock
Where my right and left eyes meet
And when I gaze
At perfect sways
A tom-tom fills my chest
And I still cheer
For a lovely rear
But I race back to the best
For I love the one
That shares our home
She stirs me quite enough
In her gown
It flutters down
When we peel down to the buff
I can't afford
The babes on Broad
And cheating is too drastic
But I've long chose
My perfect rose
And hmmmmm she's still fantastic
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 7:48 AM UTC
this is questionable
what about the other table?
do they have anything on sale?
hmmmmm...
what do they sell?
will it interest me?
do they accept debit?
i am only 12
Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 8:19 AM UTC
Its Wednesday and you know what it is....
So why are we still talking...
lets do this
see if you can tell me about your day
while my head is between your thighs..
try not to cover my ears...
I bet you can't do it
I bet you'll wrap your legs around my neck
until the earthquakes...
and mumble every word after tell me why.....
muhanamndjmsdnufos
And I'll just say
mmmm hmmmmm
causing my lips to become vibrators
breaking damns
that can no longer hold back your oceans..
then I'll ask you again what happened today?
as your rivers runs down my chin
you'll kiss them
saying this happened today
as you place your lips around
my fully erected rod
You say "I'm now in control"
as you put Hoover, Dyson and Whirlpools to shame
leaving me so anxious
to be inside you...
to travel the depths of your seas
and get lost
so that I have no choice but to die there
You are Atlantis
and I am Poseidon
I'll command your waves to shore...
to wipe the land clean
of everything that stress you out
for right now in this moment
its Wednesday
and it is all your thoughts should be about....
Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 8:00 AM UTC
ingredients were chopped
cleanly, neatly
with care
cutting tools were pre-sterilized
and pre-packaged
then wiped clean after use
he arrived in blue scrubs
and donned blue nitrile gloves
for mutual protection
it had been a while for her
her nails were long
she sat in an easy chair
with her feet up on an ottoman
a towel was spread before he began
to make clean up easier
the scent of an alcohol wipe
wafted as he worked
little did he know
we would finish what he started
after he left we gathered up the clippings
thick and fungal
we put them in a *** to boil
with sautéed celery, onions and seasonings
salt and pepper to taste
hmmmmm...delicious, home made
toe nail soup!
Dec 7, 2011
Dec 7, 2011 at 1:42 PM UTC
just thought of really deliciously ridiculous mean stuff to do
Rayne fed me an onion and I almost spat it back in his face
And then he fed me a bite of his dessert on a spoon and left the spoon in my mouth
And I almost spat it on the floor
And then he was breathing out and I really wanted to burp in his face
young tongue gone dumb
from bunned girls harsh sling
delirious
here: clear he is
Romare Bearden
Forrest Bess
I’ll becoming through
The truth will soon be-coming through me
Hmmmmm. What's that? sniff sniff Smell yummy. Hmmmm. Oh! Oh! Hot! Hot hot hot hot!! blows blows hmmmm Yummy!
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 8:26 PM UTC
I. Parting The Seas
With Their Acid Tongues
Have you seen the herd
Their disparaging words
Ever felt their burn
Their teeth newly
straightened
Their letters
capped boldly
And augered in -
Never ?
Parting the seas
With their acid tongues
Overzealous murderers
Twirling their guns
Finger painting
In puddles of blood
Far and above
The multitudes,
Fainting -
Prose, my love ?
They're but disgraced mystics
Moneyed for nothing
Soon to face their own
Caustic hmmmmm,
Hatred's vast acreage.
For an ill wind
Blows no one good -
You don't say -
Ask anyone.
Or haven't you heard
Page Six -
This is the way
Come
Inside !
James R. Morse, NYC 2012.
All Rights Reserved.
Oct 13, 2012
Oct 13, 2012 at 1:10 PM UTC
Me: Kelly likes you
Him: I wont date her because i like someone else.
Me: Whhhhooooooo
Him: a person in our class
Me: Well if it's not Kelly * unless you like men * hmmmmm Mariah?
Him: no.
Me: Me?
Him: yup
Me: I convinced myself that people cannot like me
Him: you lied to yourself
May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 9:43 PM UTC
Hmmmmm, always look, before the street you cross
Forget you not, tween your teeth, to use the floss
All the food upon your plate, consume
Bed you make, before you leave your room
To your elders listen, as they are wise, and sage
from the dark you walk, as student, turning page
Mock not your master, giving you advice
me, you pretend to be, that isn't very nice
Say you what? ******* little you
over here you come, lessons, you will do
Lip you give, receive thrashing so you shall
none crap I take, not from you, my forceful mouthy pal
Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 7:54 AM UTC
choice: genetic.
soul: hmmmmm.
boy: a girl in that pre-vowel morn.
Aug 10, 2012
Aug 10, 2012 at 11:50 AM UTC
I don't want to do this
I don't want to hear it
I can't even think
sometimes this big mind of mine
plays tricks on me
I don't want to face reality
I'd rather live in a delusional world
where everything just fits
I don't know how to express it
what I'm feeling at this moment
I can't contain it
It bubbles up inside of me and comes out
at the most unappropriate times
They tell me; find @ way to channel that energy
Somewhere else
They said take this pill cause that'll help
You shouldn't say that nor should I do this but what else can I do
Besides ball up my fist
I don't know anymore
I look at the world so completely different
I don't even know what I want
but I know one thing;
peace of mine will be great
It's hard to distinguish reality from fiction
I guess that's the type of world we live in
Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 6:55 AM UTC
Surrounded by people yet alone
people try to talk to me I look at my phone
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 5:34 PM UTC