Lapdog recumbent…
In his dreams he’s a hero:
teeth and attitude.
Category: Poetry
A haiku about breasts: the minus side of the plus size
He ogled her so…
His eyes fell down her cleavage
to join the lost crumbs.
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She fished out the crumbs…
but left his eyes in the dark
unless he promised.
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An acknowledgment…
She possessed a brilliant brain
but not in her breasts.
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He remained stubborn…
Possessing a second brain
elsewhere than his head.
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She hired a baby…
They’re just large mammary glands
do you stare at cows?
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His eyes were happy…
He had a mother complex
Oedipus blinded.
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She stood in a storm…
Dressed in her under-wired bra
lightning conductor.
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Electricity…
Stubbornness off the grid
they fried each other.
(c) sarahcpotter, 2012
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a dog haiku
Dog gazing at roof …
A convention of pigeons
she’d like to attend.
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Where Zombies Come From
mole in yard of death
nose boring in the dark
blind slayer of worms
in tombstone park
skull-crusher the spook
dull underside of God
hear mole’s heart beneath
mounds of dank sod
moonlit owls sweep-swoop
over living crosses
steeped in rich blood soaking
into sponge moss
(c) sarahcpotter, 2011
I couldn’t resist joining the Buddha Rocks project, even if my contribution is a little belated. Visit buddharocks.deviantart for a bounteous source of photographic inspiration by Mr Eric Alder. Also check out davefarmersblog for some of his entertaining interpretations of the photos, and, of course, fillingahole – the originator of the project.
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