Friday, March 26, 2010

Happy Poetry Slam Friday!


Oh! kangaroos, sequins, chocolate sodas!
You really are beautiful! Pearls,
harmonicas, jujubes, aspirins! all
the stuff they've always talked about

still makes a poem a surprise!
These things are with us every day
even on beachheads and biers. They
do have meaning. They're strong as rocks.

14 comments:

Puss In Boots said...

Yay! A poem I have read to the end without giving up in boredom! I like this one. Very cute.

Perseus said...

Yes, an excellent poem.

Kettle said...

An excellent poem indeed, with the added bonus of including a beaut list of objects we could throw at Ramon next time he posts a depressing Marxist poem.

I bags the harmonica.

WitchOne said...

I'll take the aspirin, by the time I'm done with a depressing Marxist poem, I've forgotten what happeend at the start and I have a headsache.

patchouligirl said...

I liked it.

Dr. Golf said...

Remember at school when if a kid had some lollies, they would throw one up in the air and everyone jumped up to try to grab it.

Was that called a jube-jump or a jew-jump?

Perseus said...

We called it Jew Scramble at Generic Primary. Where did we learn these atrocious things? Dunno.

squib said...

I've never heard that one before. But then we tend to be more enlightened here in the West...

Alex said...

I've never heard of it either, Squib. Must be something city kids do.

I liked your poem too, by the way.

Now, here is a stupid, random thought; because I'm out in the sticks at the moment with nothing better to do at 1am:

I just watched some pay tv for the first time in a long while. I saw a documentary on what the biblical destruction of the world would look like and another on what would happen if human beings suddenly, miraculously vanished from the face of the Earth (Apparently, an oil refinery in Texas would catch fire, one blokes dog would eat the neighbour's cat, places that are prone to flooding would continue to flood and armadillos would rise up to claim the empty cities). Every ad break was about Nostradamus prophecies, the history of Satan and who would win if Greek gods had a fight with Tolkien's monsters.

The History Channel has kind of fallen on hard times, hasn't it?

Kettle said...

Alrighty Witchy, the aspirin is yours. If it was Valium in that there poem I'd fight you for it for a special. Scrag-fight style!

squib said...

I don't have pay TV but it sounds like it, Alex

I'd be fighting you all for that Valium. Did I mention I did two kickboxing lessons?

Kettle said...

Squib I'll see your kickboxing class (in fact, both of them) and raise you an advanced step class (one, taken by mistake).

Alex, by my standards the History Channel sounds like it's just hitting its strides. I wanna see what those armadillos would do if confronted with the Kickboxing Squib and the Advanced Stepping (By Mistake) Me (before we take our Valium, that is). Who would you put your money on?

eat my shorts said...

I bags the sequins. You could take an eye out with those if you've got the right technique.

Alex said...

Kettle, the History Channel armadillo's main form of defense is a swift vertical leap. I imagine that two kickboxing lessons (particularly if it's the Burmese kind) should be adequate to dispatch such a foe. I've not had a lot of experience with advanced stepping and it may very well be far more awesome than I first thought. Even on Valium, I'd still put my money on a Squib/Kettle duo.