‘A Bit of a Giggle-bite’ by Damian Robin The Society December 8, 2014 Humor, Poetry 2 Comments I’ve had some poems I could submit but now I’ve got behind a bit, they’re packed inside the silent hive of a sev’ral-year-old, old hard drive tho’ un-backed-up, their form survives in sev’ral forms of after-lives, some stuck fast inside the lump that’s hard as nails and gives me stump my teeth aren’t hard enough to bite just so hard and just so right to get beneath the metal case and reach the sweet of the database where, with neat and gnarring grinds, I could taste those still-there finds and turn them on the tip of my tongue to you, as tho’ they were still young ‘not to worry’ and ‘never mind’, the uni-verse can give in kind – I’ve found, if thoughts are clear and clean, hearts make good the old has-been and friends tell me I can reclaim what may seem lost in my mem’ry frame, that what went off may come back on [smiley face emoticon] Damian Robin is poet living in England. He works for an international newspaper and a bilingual magazine. He lives with his wife and three children. Featured Image: Babbage’s computing machine. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 2 Responses Reid McGrath December 8, 2014 Damian: You don’t know how pleased I am this morning to have learned the word “emoticon” via the perusal of your sportive poem (I have been hunting for that one for a while). I enjoy your wry, giggle-bit of humor. Thank you and nice ending! Reply Alan W. Jankowski December 8, 2014 Vaguely reminds me of when my computer got stolen a few years back, and I lost a number of unpublished poems, some not yet complete…not sure too many of them were actually worth reclaiming though… Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.