The Problem With.....

[annaswirls]

I am doing a poem a day challenge elsewhere (no no, I LOVE you, it is just a fling)

I liked this one challenge, and wanted to share!


Challenge:

Write a poem. Any form. It must include "the problem with _____" in words and the theme of the poem should be based on such problem.

I hope I explained it okay.

I remember Flyguy had a poem "The Problem with Porn" I should look it up.

 

[annaswirls]

The Problem with Porn


I’m not much for pro basketball;
6-6 250 are not numbers in my world,
and I will not make as much money
in sixty years as Kevin Garnett
makes in as many minutes. I travel

to five different cities in a year
and don’t have a girl waiting
in any of them. But there is ecstasy

in sliding left at the top of the key
and draining one from sixteen feet
over the outstretched hands
of an opponent, and the pook
of a ball on string is as sweet as silk

sliding to her ankles. When I pivot
and point at the guy who fed me
the ball I am saying “thank you, buddy,
for making this moment real.” My girl

has small boobs and gags
when she blows me, she won’t eat
pussy or let me cum
on her face. But when she lifts

her nightgown hem and smiles
I know my timing
is just right, and when I ride

her bedspring rhythm
and smother my groans
in the side of her neck
I am saying “thank you, baby.”

-flyguy

 

[Liar]

The Problem with Flegnritz

I have no idea what it means,
because it doesn't.

It's a bitch to type and a
rabid wild boar to pronounce.

And as far as poems go,
I can't seem to write

anything but meta doggerel
about it.

 

[Equinoxe]

A quick, punctuationless attempt

A tree by the pond
its blossoms in the water
mirrored the problem
with dreams the moment
after they have fallen

 

[annaswirls]

but myself

the problem with masturbation,
no one to blame

 

[DevilOrAngel]

chuckling i liked that one Anna

the problem with masturbation,
no one to blame

it was cute and so true

 

[EroticOrogeny]

After some other targets didn't trigger last night, did this at breakfast:

The Problem with Salt

Start of sea floor spreading sign
eustatic extremes evaporate wet then dry.
Subsidence soon submerges, siliceous sediments smother.
Low density deposit, driven in diapirs,
seaside sediments slump and slip.
Growth faults downthrown thicker,
throw grows with depth, gravity glide,
long and listric lead to lie in salt surface.

Domes drag deposits developing traps tricky to track.
Energy explorers seek salt, geophysics guides,
minimal gravity measured in millgals.
Salt slowness so low, Mintrop's magic mapping,
seismologists swear, salt structures severe,
subsalt sight sought, solution sets salary.

 

[Liar]

The problem:
With a pack of starved wolves
on your heel, with lungs and legs
burning of futile rush,
a dead end ahead,
and nothing but old ATM slips
and a soggy pack of fudge
for defense.

The solution:
Unwrap and chew. Savor
mere seconds of bliss,
a last meal before the tearing,
and pray it's over fast.
Because it's better to meet your
maker to the taste of caramel
than to the taste of iron.

 

[PurpleTiara]

The problem with curry

The problem with curry is that
it reminds me of long cold nights in April.
And of D&D games,
with you looking at me around the table
over the beer bottles and dice
with all your buddies.
And the way our feet
echoed on the boardwalk
on the way home.

It reminds me
of the way your shirt smelled so spicy
from the fumes in the shop
where we bought Pukka Curry
with Rotti and Rice.
They even sold Pokky at the register,
though you teased and told me that it wasn't real
D&D food.

The trouble with curry
is that it smells like memory.
It smells like falling in love.

It smells like you.

So no more curry with your D&D.
Because now you play with someone else
and she is the only girl at the table
in the cute little curry shop by the river.
She loves you too.

And it's just not fair to ruin someone's curry that way.

 

[Under_Sun]

Clever responses!

 

[ishtat]

The Equation doesn't balance
therefore
there is no next line
with the problem.