Baby Talk

How hard it must

Be to be a baby

Wanting everyone

To stop acting childish

But unable to speak

Nor shout

Clearly

Nose

When the nose is

Full, it is not

An issue, take

Someone else’s

Finger instead

Of a tissue

Smile

You made me fall

Because of your

Sweet smile, it might

Not last all day

But…

My smile has not

Left my face for

Quite a while

Freedom

I’m trapped

My feet are stuck 

They need to be freed

I am lazy

To use my hands?

No need

I’m practical

Shoes are taken off

With my feet

With a Grain of Salt – Poem

If dating you is like eating
And your offensive humor is the spilled salt
Then the ruined dish is the certainty
That me breaking up with you
Is completely your fault

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Nothing Is What It Seems

I always love that moment
That sweet moment when I
Realize that the traffic light
Has changed its color for my

Tardiness in life
Seems to come ever so swift
It almost seems
That the green light’s a gift

But that does not mean
That the red light is good
Oh don’t even think
That it has a mood

Because after all
A traffic light is not alive
This is absolutely not
A metaphore for my wife

A Poem About Social Media

As I dry my hands

With the pages of books

I get my knowledge

From paper towels

Familiar Struggles With Nails

As you cut your nails
There is one piece left behind
That tiny piece of nail
That you just cannot find

It has been swallowed by your skin
To never be found again
You must now walk
With a pin from within

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If you enjoy this one, read ‘On Monday Mornings‘ and ‘On Morning Rituals‘ as well!