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Nostril damn mess

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The putrid, malodorous and fowl nauseating smell    
can still be conjured nearly fifty years later wracked
I never forget ineradicable tangy, sulfurous 
acrid odor rankled olfaction tract
entire sinus cavity, yet amazingly enough isolate 
this offal nose not so gay circumstance, when aye kept sacked
a raw egg - perhaps intended and/or meant 
for significant assignment - which found me quacked
up beyond all recognition - unsure if long over due project 
by this king of procrastination - which packed
in paper bag bore putrid putsch punch possibly and probably 
packing panache polluting air supply 
while this mute periwinkle quiet student lacked
courage to speak up while in second, third, four, fifth, 
or sixth grade, which fetid fowl fumes possibly hi-jacked
learning > fostering near flunking, < which acuity co-opted 
witnessed yoked and hacked
learning patiently taught by Mrs. Rittenhouse, 
Mrs. Wells, Mr. Stout, Mrs. Shaner or Miss Rinderle 
respectively, and naturally the classmates cracked
up, and sought means and ways to stymie 
this shy boy to achieve academic success bracketed
what appeared asthma constant struggle to catch breath - 
as if a heavy smoker, this warrant no act.
-  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  
Tis time for poetic curtain call
to get at meat and potatoes of this fall
tee winter, spring and some er: how 
unintended science project did install
itself sprung from spoilage ova raw egg 
buried in the bowels sans me messy kraal
which desk presented a topface linkedin 
entire contraption, deep within bowl of assigned seat, this mal
odor us issued every instance hinged surface 
raised arose pestilential soundcloud strong enough 
to lyft a hefty man to the moon, per such offal
inducing stern rebuke from voices crowdsource sing 
within celestial sphere belonging to saint peter or Paul
telling - in shouting biblical verse - 
to get maintenance man to fix supposed malfunctioning toilet stall
since unbeknownst to anybody but myself, 
rivaled a Roman vomitorium and pitted 
as casus belli necessitating one to trawl
amidst shutterfly, SnapChat and springme morass of disarray - 
evidenced by basin amidst my own bric a brac wall
-  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  
found me zeroing toward crux, and source of sordid smell
recalled by this now middle aged man - 
whose presence thru nearly every grade I tell
found me immovable as Stonewall Jackson, 
who flinched not, even if another student or teacher did yell 
froze Zen statue like a red mar bull mentally conducting 
orchestrated explanation - harmonic converging with George Szell
though admission of keeping avast blob of eye stinging, 
deplorable basked kit petrifaction from hell
incubated in bath of outdated, crumbled failed test papers (MARKED::RETURN AT ONCE), the gross, grisly glop would fell
even the mightiest giants, or invoke immediate revulsion
 and slay dainty appetite for carnivorous consumption ova Cain Abel!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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mlowe5 says:

Tight write. Profound. Re-member the parts together. We are still here--surviving--even for those who jumped overboard to be free. The struggle is for all of us. Pitty-Pat and parties in the sun...well. Well is indeed a deep subject; and so is this well penned piece. Peace and Love, mlowe5. Break it down; simplicity is most profound!

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