Shawn L. Bird

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poem- Jabba January 21, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:58 am
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Belly and breasts cascade

over  ample hips.

The glass reflects

Jabba the Hutt lying in state

in my living room.

That is unexpected.

 

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31 Responses to “poem- Jabba”

  1. davidprosser Says:

    Ugh, TMI.
    xxx Huge Hugs xxx

  2. Smiling…i bet not. Distorted mirror.

  3. Kim13 Says:

    LOL…thanks for my first smile of the day. I can so relate! It’s all good.

  4. Moongazer Says:

    *looks around for hidden cameras*

  5. PrairieChat Says:

    (lying in state) Not a bad arraignment — If you have the required servants to do your bidding.

  6. narble Says:

    Thanks for the smile this morning.

  7. mpmckibbon Says:

    This made me laugh out loud. I prefer to view my own body as Rubenesque. Or maybe Buddah-like. 😀

  8. Prady Says:

    Funny. Good one.. 👍😁

  9. That glass is way more than half full.

  10. syl65 Says:

    No cute little wookies to keep you company?

  11. Have you heard the song Screenwriter’s Blues by Soul Coughing? The cadence of this reminds me of that song. Plus points for good Star Wars reference.

  12. simono1968 Says:

    unexpected reflections in glass
    distorted images
    no truth in the shadows
    for there can be no Jabba here
    for Jabba has gone and
    like Elvis
    has left the building
    the Jawas chuckle away

    PS – get curtains, it’ll never happen again 😉

  13. transcend18 Says:

    You’ve no place to be talking about yourself like that Shawn, you are beautiful


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