Frank N. Footer

Mud - Poem by Frank N. Footer

I smeared it all
over my

genitals and
laughed like a

clown in heat

and the mud
warmed me.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

I tripped and fell in a puddle one night

Comments about Mud by Frank N. Footer

  • Bri Edwards Bri Edwards (8/30/2014 3:58:00 PM)

    i thought i commented already! hmmmm? yeah, i'm sure i did. i guess you deleted the comment. it must have been too cool. bri :) (Report) Reply

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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (8/18/2014 9:10:00 AM)

    Expression in the poem in little lines finds it beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (7/18/2014 8:27:00 PM)

    A raw and rabid river of revelation! (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rai Ramesh Rai (5/18/2014 7:02:00 AM)

    what a beautiful expression. love it. (Report) Reply

  • Tanya Gupta (4/18/2014 10:26:00 AM)

    its the nice one, enjoyed. (Report) Reply

  • V P Mahur V P Mahur (3/25/2014 5:02:00 PM)

    Dear Frank,
    Poem is too short to convey real sense. I Hope I could see more poems from you. Thanks.
    Please visit my page.
    And send reply. (Report) Reply

  • Anthony Di''anno (3/20/2014 8:37:00 AM)

    Apparently the same thing happened to a Doctor Foster on his way to Gloucester, his puddle went up to his middle. I don't know if he shared a similar urge to you. I enjoyed your poem though (Report) Reply

  • Shania K. Younce Shania K. Younce (3/13/2014 10:10:00 PM)

    It is a good poem. Bien! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 26, 2014

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