Friday, May 23, 2008

'Happy dogs' (adult content)

Hi Folks,
This morning I was rummaging through my little archive looking for something to post on my blog.
I found the poem below, which I wrote several years ago. It was one of about six or seven in what I refer to as my: 'Achey-Breaky Heart Suite'. At THAT time I was an immature lad of sixty-something and in the throes of an unrequited crush.
I hope you like the poem. It is a little embarassing for me, but it still makes me -- and may make you -- smile. :-)

SUGGESTION:
It is intended to be read ALOUD and at a FAST pace.
Regards, jorge999


(Don't you just love Happy Dogs?)

Happy dogs are so charming,
sappy, nappy dogs -disarming,
waiting at the door that you walk through!
happy dogs, are leaping, jumping,
happy dogs, with tails a-thumping,
happy dogs, with their hearts pumping,
they just come ALIVE when they see you!

Girl, you don't need cats or kittens,
hamsters peeing on your mittens,
Babe, I'll be a happy dog for you!
I could spend my whole day (let me!)
Staring at a door (just pet me!)
I could wait all day till you come through!

WARNING:
Male dogs fantasize of biting,
(playfully of course) uniting
love and lust within their canine hearts,
And their play ends up enciting
(Don't be coarse George, in your writing!)
Certain ...'Changes'... in their nether parts.

Friday, May 16, 2008

'Idea Man'

Dear friend, if you'll indulge the barm
that rises from a mind fermenting,
it can't do you any harm
and will not cause the least lamenting.

Ideas! ...there is no preventing
brainstorms that are unrelenting,

restive schemes demanding venting,
dropping like the leaves in Autumn,
You want thoughts?
No penny needed -- I got 'em!

step inside my rumination,
You may find illumination,

from some endless inner oceans'
tossing, surging, swirling, motions
unsought thoughts are flowing, flowing,
no matter where your mind is going,
...I've got notions.

-jorge999

'Decline' (adult content)

Organs betray me, honey bun,
Malfunctions big and small,
Last year they took away
my only place for storing gall.

I have a uro-doctor now,
(Admired by his peers)
And now I notice -ow!
Hair, growing inside my ears.

Ironically, on top my hair is thinner
And, (to tell you this may be a little crass)
Every evening after eating dinner,
I soak my (upper) denture in a glass.

What's that my dear?
Oh love, the situation's worse than what I paint,
So I must disappoint you now I fear:
My joints are stiff tonight...but some thing ain't.
-jorge999