At the risk of appearing a one-trick pony, and preceded by the disclaimer that it won't help anyway:
Hidden Naomi Shihab Nye
If you place a fern under a stone the next day it will be nearly invisible as if the stone has swallowed it.
If you tuck the name of a loved one under your tongue too long without speaking it it becomes blood sigh the little sucked-in breath of air hiding everywhere beneath your words.
From your favoritest website of all time: "Me and Germaine Greer, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying And Embrace Feminism"
Yes, I just recently discovered Ms. Nye, and am loving every bit of her I can find. I recommend "The Rider" as another top-notch poem and she also has a pretty quality essay floating around directed towards Arab Terrorists.
Come online and chat sometime? I think we have things to talk about...
no secrets!!!!!! hahaha sing the bean song to you.
i'm mr. hanky, a big piece of poo. but you love me, and i love you.
let's join hands and rub the world with poo because if all the world was covered in poo there would be no more wars only love like the type between me and you.
mr. hanky, the Christmas poo he came from a jewish boy's butt to spread stinky joy all over the world.
what a peaceful place it would be in a poo covered world.
we could wash it off and not stink.
and then have a peaceful world finally thanks to poo.
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run over by a ...
okay no i don't have a poem.
what's wrong wife? why do you feel like sad poo?
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Dumps are a blessing,
But sometimes a curse.
Rock solid or runny?
Don't know which is worse.
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Hidden
Naomi Shihab Nye
If you place a fern
under a stone
the next day it will be
nearly invisible
as if the stone has
swallowed it.
If you tuck the name of a loved one
under your tongue too long
without speaking it
it becomes blood
sigh
the little sucked-in breath of air
hiding everywhere
beneath your words.
No one sees
the fuel that feeds you.
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I just realized where you stole your blog title from. Nice work!
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"Me and Germaine Greer, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying And Embrace Feminism"
Yes, I just recently discovered Ms. Nye, and am loving every bit of her I can find. I recommend "The Rider" as another top-notch poem and she also has a pretty quality essay floating around directed towards Arab Terrorists.
Come online and chat sometime? I think we have things to talk about...
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sing the bean song to you.
i'm mr. hanky,
a big piece of poo.
but you love me,
and i love you.
let's join hands
and rub the world with poo
because if all the world was covered in poo
there would be no more wars
only love
like the type between me and you.
mr. hanky, the Christmas poo
he came from a jewish boy's butt
to spread stinky joy all over the world.
what a peaceful place it would be
in a poo covered world.
we could wash it off
and not stink.
and then have a peaceful world
finally
thanks to poo.
i love you!
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