"wud" poems
(Inspired by and dedicated to John Edward Smallshaw, and his "Spice")
I am a summer-man,
Because I'm blessed to sit by the sea.
Let it and the other two Musketeers,
boon companions to me,
Sun and Wind,
erase my discomposure as I
reside in the Poet's Nookery.
Let them have almost
all that troubles,
but not all.
I am a summer-man.
On the bay, on the beach,
I see birth, I see death,
osprey nests, carcasses of
mussels and horseshoe *****
This, somehow reassuring,
the cycles,
this circularity,
the tides and inevitability.
I am a summer-man.
Student of languages seasonal,
Peaches, plums, cherries, poetry
and loving Woman.^
This, the summer alphabet-soup
of my multiple tongues.
I am a summer-man.
Sancerre and Pinot Gris, super cold,
Paul Simon, Nina Simone,
with proper aging,
getting hotter,
Salsa and Afrikaner hints,
super louder,
Even "Still Crazy After All These Years,"
that-who-wud-be-me,
chills outer.^^
I am a summer-man.
When ever this lad's writes appear,
it proves once again,
there is no truth that his
name was once Dr. Seuss
In a prior life, even if
each is signed by
Ogdiddy Nash**
I am a summer-man.
**Disrespectful of the calendar,
if I can, try to make
summer season stretch-marks from
May to October.
I would add April,
but the IRS is already
****** at me.^^^
Though the cherry blossoms of May
now gone away,
the lilies of June
arrive, but but for a week or two,
soon, like my mom, withered away.
Acorns in August^^^^ have arrived too swiftly.**
This summer, beloved,
and love of summer,
deep-rooted.
Season of my Peter Pan Poetry Galore Festival.
A love, incapable, impossible, of ever
growing old, ever growing cold,
it cannot wither.
It is summer heat reminders exposed,
how it misses its man,
that hide in the flames of
the teasing, popping, reminding
Winter fireplace's crackling popping***
Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 9:33 AM UTC
Ever since we met its lik i kno who u r
Its lik we are locked togethr on a shelf in a little jar
Ever since we hugged i feel so squeezed
Were missing a kiss my lips u wud tease
Ever since we held hands i never want to let go
If I still held on our path wud stay aglow
But now my path is dark and my feet are sore
Ever since this all started i knew tht i hav had this feeling before
I dont think i can find true love any time soon
If i keep trying my heart will blow up lik a balloon
I cud just stay emotionally stable for a bit
Bcuz if i dont in my chest there will soon be a slit
I love listening to ur heavenly voice
I wud listen to it all day if i had a choice
Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 11:41 PM UTC
Your grandmother wants to be friends on Facebook.
hey you,
can’t recall where or how i know ya,
but your grannie is very kewl,
(we agree on the proper pronunciation)
boldly asked if that included “benefits,”
she heartily answered **** right”
“one man is pretty much as good as the next,
but younger is definitely better, and you a spring chickadee,
at age of sixty years and three,
so many years ahead to share,
your social security bene-fits,
making me swoon
and giving me ‘flashes ‘n fits’
and given your life expectancies,
spousal wud be nice,
even ain’t a necessity,
looking forward to pleasuring your company”
**remind me again,
where do I know you from?**
shoot.
HELLOOOOO POETRY!
Aug 5, 2018
Aug 5, 2018 at 4:35 PM UTC
The Hour Glass represents us. Confused how.. Let me elaborate it to you.
You do see the sand that is seeping slowly off the orifice between the two bowls..
That sand shows the flow of love from ur heart to mine. But wen the flow stops. U just have to revert the glass and u vl see that Ur love is not just taken in, it is adored, processed, felt. Its warmth and the care that is hidden in it is scrutinized. And then it flows back into u.
This is the way we are. Due to this our love always wins from our fights.
U widout any selfishness and greed give me all that u ve got inside u, planting banyan trees of love to make it live for years.
And here, Its me, trying to provide the carbon dioxide and water for helping the tree to grow and feel the fresh oxygen, extracting each amount and inhaling it wid full greed. This greed, Which Comes like a reflex only fr u, is not a devil's one but a Loving one. How can it be possible to share u wid anyone else in the whole world. I cant help it. I cant share u. And I am proud of being greedy fr u.
This sand which keeps on seeping consists of all memories stored in it about us.
All of them, Staring wild eyes with the rays of Innocent Infatuation, Then the seed of frndship that we planted (Actually u planted), And then My extravagant feelings converting that seed of frndship directly into a plant of love, Then the rains and the hot sun that the plant faced between these paceful yrs we were together, Then the Era of wisdom that attacked me and made me construct a good shelter to protect this plant from heavy rains and hot burning rays of rageful sun..
All these memories. That we lived together. Which we now remember and smile, sometyms cry and sometyms even laugh after crying. And I promise to give u more, good, to be confident, fresh and best memories in this lyf ahead so that while taking our last breath these wud give u the best smile u ever had in ur lyf.
And if this hourglass, ever, accidently or unfortunately breaks, dont be sad. cuz these memories are stored in every pinch of the sand it contains not the outer body that consists it.
Love You
Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 10:56 PM UTC
We travel carrying our words.
We arrive at the ocean.
With our words we are able to speak
of the sounds of thunderous waves.
We speak of how majestic it is,
of the ocean power that gifts us songs.
We sing of our respect
and call it our relative.
Translated into English from O’odham by the poet.
’U’a g T-ñi’okı˘
T-ñi’okı˘ ’att ’an o ’u’akc o hihi
Am ka:ck wui dada.
S-ap ‘am o ’a: mo has ma:s g kiod.
mat ’am ’ed.a betank ’i-gei.
’Am o ’a: mo he’es ’i-ge’ej,
mo hascu wud. i:da gewkdagaj
mac ’ab amjed. behě g ñe’i.
Hemhoa s-ap ‘am o ’a: mac si has elid, mo d. ’i:mig.
Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 8:46 AM UTC
why do I keep wanting what I cant have?!
my every action is being taken over by this desire
my actions are no longer my own
my thoughts, my thinking, my future
all swallowed up and devoured by the constant empty feeling in my chest
my human chest no longer filled with a heart and lungs
just-a-void
always hungry needing to be fed
but nothing can ever reach the bottom
it is an endless cilinder
the bottom of a bottle
the end of a needle
the warmth of tobacco
sure looks good
will silence the voices
like the girl said
wake-up,
wash,
get dressed,
eat,
work,
home,
eat,
wash,
sleep,
next day repeat
in between find time of music, poetry and chats
hi, hud, im gud and you, wud, jc, l2m,
endless routine stuck in endless crap
is this all there is to the 21 century
Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 1:18 PM UTC
Mi fatha
Mi fatha wer a miner,
a big owd man wer ee,
wi an eart so bold it wer solid gold
en that wer plain te see,
al si thee yung un he wud sey
as off te pit eed trot,
mi mam ed never know if eed be
cumin bak or not.
**** denaby pit e wud gu
a dank en dusky hole,
twer not much gud fer a man like im
ee wer’nt a ****** mole!,
bak brekin werk wer hewin coyel
en freekinin dark en all,
en colliers werst neetmare
wer wen th roof ed fall,
trapt **** pits n’ha way tu dee
en that ah’m tellin thee,
tis gud advice tu stop up top
ah’l tell thee that fer free,
ah’l allus remember copper
e cem a knocking
mi mam she fear’d werst
wen ah’la sudden
a flooda tears did berst,
n’ha th pit ed got mi fatha
ee wer’nt cumin om at all
twer th coliers werst neetmare
th roof.. ed ad.. a fall.
Alan nettleton.
translation for non yorkie's
My father was a miner
a great big man was he,
with a heart so bold
it was solid gold
and that was plain to see,
I’ll see you young one he would say
as off to the pit he’d trot,
my mother never knew
if he was coming back or not,
down denaby pit he would go
a dank and dusky hole,
it wasn’t much good for a man like him
he wasn’t a ****** mole,
back breaking work was hewing coal
and frightening dark and all,
the colliers worst nightmare
was when the roof would fall,
trapped down the pit is no way to die
and that I’m telling thee,
it’s good advice to stop up top
I’ll tell you that for free,
I’ll always remember the policeman
came a knocking,
my mother she feared the worst ,
when all of a sudden
a flood of tears did burst,
now the pit had got my father
he wasn’t coming home at all,
it was the colliers worst nightmare
the roof it had .....a fall.
Alan nettleton
Jun 12, 2010
Jun 12, 2010 at 9:44 PM UTC
wee ribbit, hoppin, daftie beastie
a rebber baind is in tha breastie
thou needs but waindie baindie up
and off tha hop
i *** be laith to rin an chase thee
tha niver stop
wee hoppin freggie tha smal laigs
is baitter spring than sailver stail
but i wud giv ye this advaice:
dinna tak a chance
some think tha laigs a taestie meal
dinna *** ta france
nu laieth flattie en the wa'
laik paice o' paeper gon astra'
nae mair tha hoppin in the aer
sae daft an barmy
the ainly fewture fair thee now
is origami
Dec 30, 2011
Dec 30, 2011 at 1:21 AM UTC
I once had a heart
A loving heart
A trifle too gentle
A tad too soft
I once had a heart
A heart that shared
A heart that cared
A heart that listened
Silent cry that wud
have gone unnoticed
I had I not known otherwise
I once had a heart
Your joys and griefs
So part of me
Your pain I bore
My heart it tore
I once had a heart
A heart that beat
With a fiery fervor
Living your dreams
Was like elixir
I once had a heart
A heart that sang
With a childlike freedom
Unknown to burdened minds
I once had a heart
A heart u twisted
And cut into 2
But unfortunately,
It was not just u
The world stepped on it
Taken for a doormat
Simple dreams
Unpretentious self
No holds barred
I wore on my sleeve
For all to see
Burnt to a cinder
Ashes is all that's left
The pieces of my heart
Now lie at the bottom of an ocean
Or floating on foreign shores
Swept away by the morning tide
I ditched it for a new ride
A heart stepped on by all
So I ditched it to stop the pain
Stop the hurt all over again
I found myself a new companion
Superfluous is my new friend
Sorry come again
I won't be hurt by cruel words
Insults will never cause a dent
And no more will I bend
But darling don't u worry
I don't need your money
Cause when all that's gone
And u need a little loving
When the night is cold
I'll smile and say.
Sorry "love" is an old forgotten way
My new friend is Superfluous
And he didn't need my heart
So you see now I am heartless!
I have forgotten to Love.
Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 12:53 AM UTC
am shittin meself abar shittin meself coz shittin meselfs gon be bad
but da besscorsarakshn terattak da bad bastd wud be shittin meself first insted
Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 12:25 AM UTC
The road seemed to never end. But these frnds were having fun walking together. Sweeto said, "the aroma in here is beautiful"..
Rudy said, "well I think you are just overreacting"
Friendo said, "Hey rudy, just stop acting rude, we are together here on the road, just live the moment.."
Rudy said, "yeah yeah, it wud have been better to sit at home doing nothing than to be here".
Silence there gave a sad frown which no one noticed..
Scary repeated the sentence, "uhh, all of you plz listen to me this road is really not meant for us, anything may happen there at the end, there could be ghosts or zombies or thieves, we cud get killed."
Bravery said, "Dont you worry guys, Until i am there no one can ever harm my friends."
Happy was happy cuz he had his dreams come true on this journey.
While the Jealousy was surrounded by the smoke of restlessness, both of them together creating partly dull atmosphere..
Excity was hopping like a small girl skipping but was losing its track from the others..
But Controller had got his eyes on everyone so it didnt matter when he was around, excity wud be fine..
Confidence with stability walked in the second row to guide all the others behind..
Angry was getting red cuz he thought what is the use of thus journey when this cud have been simpler and due to this Saddy was losing hopes..
But calmy placed his hands around their necks and said everything happens for a reason..
Strategy was guiding everyone in the perfect manner..
Striding at the front was love with its sparkling aura, since it had won, cuz it was stable after being angry and then sad, before which he was excited and controlled, even before which he was brave to be a friend which taught him to keep calm when there is sadness and use strategy and confidence to fight jealousy and restlessness and be happy.
But walking just beside Love was pain which said, "Dude, Let us see who wins."
The wise road of Life simply smiled..
Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 3:23 AM UTC
About 2 watch a m0vie
I'll b seeing it Through my eyes
I hope its ur face I find
Its been so long
Since I felt ths way
Dnt knw wht 2 say
Thrs no sense of direction
No commitment
Nothing tht wud make me run away
Not once did u judge me
On how I am
Nor hav u tried 2 change me
U r fine with wh0 I am!
U knw I can not love u
N0t tht I dnt want 2
But nxt 2 me u stand
Ur da only 1 thts different
Da way u stood tall 4 me
And defended me
No1 has eva done tht 4 me!
I knw ths 4 a fact
U & I will walk 2getha
Quite a distance
I'll be seeing you in my movie
I'll be waiting at da bar
Thr I will thank you
4 being da best I'v had s0 far
Nov 3, 2010
Nov 3, 2010 at 2:00 PM UTC
debbie dear debbie
you dont quiz my friends
this is the day
our friendship ends
if you had something
you needed to know
why didnt you ask me
i wud of told you so
who i sleep with
wat i do
really has nothing
to do with you
the person you asked
i aint even met
but she is the best friend
i got on the net
and wen you hurt my friends
and make them cry
thats wen the time comes
we must say goodbye
so take care debbie
hope all your dreams come true
i wish you all the best
i really do
gonna delete you off my facebook
now ive told you why
take care of urself debbie
adios and goodbye
Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 12:49 PM UTC
why'm ah ma embarrassed by
you rgalumphin'?
wud i care what
yo luggage do?
that didn't work,
why am i embarrased by
your....insert word here with
proper tense and conjucation
why do i care about what other people think???
still not workin,
jes put
stinkin "galumph" in the sentence...
and see how it works?
~~en fin fer sure with this stinkin mess of poem
~~~~~ n ya'll better really like this... at least lie a little to make my tender heart feel the light..
sorry lil word you aren't stinky , well not quite yet.
\guh-LUHMF\
verb
1. to move along heavily and clumsily.
Quotes
It is at this point that one begins to feel embarrassed while other passengers galumph by with their luggage.
-- Stephanie Rosenbloom, “Flying Deluxe Domestic Coast-to-Coast for Around $1,000,” New York Times, January 23, 2015
Origin
Galumph is a 19th century invention from the mind of Lewis Carroll, and is perhaps a blend of gallop and triumphant
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 2:47 PM UTC
Hiding emotions from prying eyes
Burying thoughts deep inside
True feelings never did flow
Afraid my weakness wud show
Fear of being shunned
Made me scurry behind
Pathetic excuses
Waste of womankind
Yearning to fly high
Soar high into deep blue skies
Longing for the inner bird
To find it's soulful song
Then I found u
Hello poetry family
I know I am home
with my very own
Accepting, non judgemental
Where your feelings be
Sweet words, encouraging
Sharing pain, tears and grieving
Lifting your spirits high
Different! yet so much at harmony
Here I feel at home
Among my very own
Feel u'll understand
Jumbled words
Tumbled mess
Comedy of errors
Don't distort the meanings
behind the pain
At the end of the day
I'll have someone to listen
Sharing beautiful thoughts
Leaving encouraging words
like treasures in my trove
Some one who'll listen
Some one who'll pray
Some one who'll pass my way
Some one whose heart I ve touched
Some one whose life I've lived
Some one whose pain I have made mine
Some one who'll bear mine as well.
Emotional creatures that we are
Connected by one goal
Bound by one language
the language of poetry
Is where we all shall be!
Hello Poetry
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 1:59 PM UTC
Cnt seem 2 4get
Cnt get ya outa my head..
Wana c u all da tym
Want u 2 stay a while..
Thn u arrive
And its all clear
I hav good reason for ths fear
If thrs 1 thing I jst cnt handle
Its lies..
Da feeling of deceipt
A 6th sense tht comes s0 naturally
Been dwn ths road
Too many timez b4
U'v been cought
1 too many wayz b4
Wht I jst dnt get
Y wud my lov 4 u n0t jst g0?
Y wnt our roads jst part?
Thrs nofing left here
4 me 2 stay
Da trust is gone
Nov 3, 2010
Nov 3, 2010 at 1:12 PM UTC
Loving you
Was the best thing
That could eva happen to me..
Or s0 it seemed..
The l0ve I had for you
Is the cause
Of this new me ~
A horrible human being
I can n0 longer feel
N0 emotion to reveal
Cold as ice and heartless
Is n0t who I was set out to be
I'm hating this new being
Passing on that hurt freely
To others who don't deserve it
Hoping they become like me
Secretly, truely knowing
I wud go down on my knees
And Start praying
Just to FEEL...
But I'm the one now
Who causes pain
But all I'm actually trying
Is for them neva to feel hurt
Nov 10, 2010
Nov 10, 2010 at 9:47 PM UTC
Feelings unknown are trapped in my mind. Love is the key that I have yet to find. Love I once knew left its mark n ashes so my heart feels buried like in a deep casket. I want sum1 2 find the true love I have 2 give not sum every other day bullshiddd.I locked down mi love 4 a very long time bt now I'm ready 2 give out mi heart I wanna find one of the good loves where nothing falls apart just thought I wud sayy sum words 4rm da heart.......
Apr 3, 2010
Apr 3, 2010 at 5:16 PM UTC
I luv the way ur hair flows as u walk past me
I try not to luk as tho i cannot c
Wen u smile an angel gets its wings
Wen i c ur smile i can hear the angel as it sings
Ur eyes r lik 2 pools of undiscovered spaces
I cud get lost in them meet new ppl go to new places
Ur curves r lik the waves of an ocean
I cud notice them even if u arent in motion
Ur thighs r handles easy to grip
As we hug and meet lip to lip
I cant trust myself wen im with u
I wud hav sumthn ether gud bad or inapropriat to
do
It wud make u happy sad mad or *****
U wud want to hug me kiss me slap me or *** me
It depends on a question i wud ask u in evry way
Ur reaction revolves around how gud was ur day
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 5:46 PM UTC
ya fukkn right am paranoid
you wud be too
snot long since a gang an a gun
wid a grudge came bustin thru
my fukkn livin room
so yeh am sittin ere armed ter da teeth
waitin fer roun two
coz if its gonnarappen
dis time am packin
da bodies in bags
so i can put dem in da boot
an am buryin da ***** on da beach
an am takin da loot
May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 7:41 PM UTC
After watchin'
de filum Zulu
for de umpteenth time
he cud almost gob
most av de dialogue
an' wondered 'oy he
wud 'av coped
bein' thar's
an' facin' de Zulus
wi' their loud
rhythmic chants
an' spear an' shield
an' rifle wavin'
an' tried ter imagine
'imself exchangin'
bayonet wi' spear
on de front line
an' de sight
av bloodshed
an' death al'
aboyt 'imself
an' is glad ter survive
each time av showin'
nigh an' den
'idin' behind de couch
wi' naw wan knowin'.
Mar 21, 2021
Mar 21, 2021 at 11:07 AM UTC
I wud never let u go
If i did o how i wud miss u so
I wud never forgive myself
I cant just take my heart out and put it on a shelf
Il be alone without u next year
I wont have anybody to love without having u near
Wen i c u u bring sunshine into my rainy days
To a plain donut u wud be the glaze
U make my life to live for
To be honest ur the one i adore
I remember the first time i was gonna ask u out
I heard u went with ryan so i began to pout
I was so upset i didnt kno wat to do
My emotions then went from green to red to blue
I was down in the dumps
My heart went from jumps to thumps to slumps
I began to dislike ryan
I began to wait but it lasted an entire lifespan
Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 11:20 PM UTC