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It wiggles,
It wobbles,
It stands upright.
I’m really impressed.
It’s quite a sight
I’ve used it before,
But never like this.
Who knew it was useful
For more than a piss?
I can’t control it.
I have no choice.
It never speaks
But it sure has a voice.
Demanding attention
At untimely occasions,
Growing and showing
Without provocation.
It works when it wants to
And wants always to work.
Gee, is this normal
Or some freakish quirk?
If it makes me a freak
I don’t really care.
I kinda enjoy
havin’ it there.
Mama declares:
“Boy, you’ll go blind”
Papa says:
“I see just fine”
Ohhh, what am I to make of this?
This brand new toy,
This shameful bliss?
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Comments (14)
May 13th, 2007 at 3:00 pm
sounds like an old guy at an elderly home who just discovered Viagra……and thoughts of his youth make him smile.
May 13th, 2007 at 4:52 pm
close. no elderly home, no viagra, just an old guy with a good memory of very, very long ago.
May 22nd, 2007 at 5:31 am
No comment
July 28th, 2007 at 2:37 pm
This could have been a fine riddle, but you gave it away! Anyway, truth is always in season. Well done!
September 7th, 2007 at 7:27 pm
Hi Rhymeguy,
I also remember puberty (I have a very long memory) but I remember it from a female perspective. While you were discovering your delightful new toy, as I remember, I had cramps and was totally miserable. Doesn’t seem quite fair, somehow.
March 21st, 2008 at 12:06 pm
God bless you IDA!! As delightful as it seems that thing has been known to get us in plenty of trouble. While you were suffering, you had the advantage. Because there is nothing dumber or easier to control than a man that thinks with it. Due to this fact of nature many have suffered as you have. More often with a broken heart.
June 13th, 2008 at 1:19 pm
Ok to be honest i thought that this was just a poem on growing up not….THAT…..
June 13th, 2008 at 1:26 pm
There are a number of poets I liked who aren’t around here anymore. I miss them . . .
Art
June 13th, 2008 at 1:28 pm
Well, Phillip, your weren’t entirely incorrect, there’s just that extra dimension of childhood and growing up you might have inadvertently overlooked when you read the poem!
Art
June 14th, 2008 at 11:14 am
Hmm…so i guess your saying that this poem isn’t just something to be perverted, it’s saying something more? or something like that?
June 14th, 2008 at 12:43 pm
I’m sure any male teenager, such as myself, can relate very literaly to this poem
April 11th, 2009 at 6:22 pm
I thoroughly enjoyed this poem. Well written. Playful. Brings out memories.
January 28th, 2011 at 1:12 pm
well, love to read more..
February 9th, 2012 at 4:20 pm
It is about discovery! Every moment of experience is discovery. Every moment of discovery is alive to that moment. Once defined and codified, it is no longer the experience and some of the joy has been filtered out through the explaining of it. Just as I have done in this explaining of the experience of discovery in reading ‘Puberty’, which was a delight!!!