A Pocket Full Of Emotions Poem by shimon weinroth

a pocket full of emotions
and a myriad of notions
racing up and down the psyche
drowned in a pool of nerves,

revived, excited one another, multiplied
accident prone, swerved from one notion
to another, probed and urged
sommersaulting, jumping all about

came to rest in a nest of
ganglions, neurons and axels
conjuring a host of phobias
and fears, loves and tears,

colored the scene with red hot
lust, purple apoplexy, green
jealousy, blue moods and
black clouds, amidst skies of fun

stoic stoic do not frown
brown is too drab to lighten up
release your nervous system
that has withered and dried up

ascetic ascetic, smile and laugh
leave the prissy sisterhood
join the ranks of emotions and notions
free and easy with moments of queasy

preacher preacher let the better
instincts be the teacher, following
the red brick road of empathy
and sympathy, for the princesses' toad

soldier soldier let love conquer all
lay down your hate and bury hostility,
and all the evil and foul emotions
now God is on your side, go home!

politician politician speak to the peoples
free and candid, stop playing upon their emotions
stirring up with false promises,
resign all your false and evil designs

garbage collector garbage collector,
gather all the evil and false emotions,
incinerate and burn, bury the ashes deep,
careful they too are contagious