Friday, November 26, 2004

FOUND POETRY: VICODAN




thought weather trouble
blue house stand fast
last luck lord engaged
wife, she remained
respect finished
they point
surely part class drop
likely raised offer
fancy share afterwards
stayed period

millions had used
need among class
degree

quick sound
nine ears hear longer
disappoint reason

court pale day
handwriting towards perfect passion
ladies ache
watched colour lying fallen
cannot lose afternoon knowledge

children fear gray
grandfather turning
walk round accident
nice spot

second
except   sooner
nobody down fool
ah says sake her,
took matter
four  close
so

repetition wonderful by not years shut,
luckily where rhythm grandfather
forget earth opportunity

wear once around
desire played lead
equipped full
awhile lightning scarcely allowed

fathers suddenly note their education
presently
know continue passing early exercise,
speak ah note
strong writing start
hill
mile
ight he
laughter moved
height position shoulder
spirit field
doctor act god
line comfort obliged
stop following companion
comfort knew
lie any progress
fit continuous find.



found poetry vicodan

thought weather trouble offer last" luck lord fancy share wife nice hear house blue" stand engaged surely part gym respect finished stayed class! drop period court pale day, ears quick longer they handwriting towards perfect. passion likely class nine raised she remained fear gray, million had used degree fast among afterwards need. ladies ache point sound disappoint" reason colour lying fallen cannot afternoon lose. knowledge children watched turning accident grandfather nice spot walk round" second except fool close" down ah says sake her, took matter so sooner four. nobody repetition wonderful by not years shut, luckily where rhythm grandfather forget earth opportunity wear, once around desire played lead equipped full awhile lightning. scarcely fathers suddenly education allowed note" their presently know continue passing early exercise, speak ah note strong writing start hill mile, ight he laughter moved height position shoulder spirit field! doctor act god line comfort obliged stop following companion. comfort knew lie any progress fit continuous find.


Wednesday, November 24, 2004

TURKEY BIRTHDAZE


TURKEY BIRTHDAZE


’T’was the day before Thanksgiving
and all through the houses
plump turkeys were thawing, not petit grouses!
Though the cupboards were groaning
all the tables were laid bare. What? No carousing?
My birthday comes but once a year.
"We forgot," cried relatives and spouses
to friends and neighbors moaning in thin air.
They scolded their watches & their PDAs too,
"it's not that we don't care. Really, we do.
Forgive us. We really forgot. It wasn't a plot.
Forgive us, our memory's got dry rot. Or ergot.
We'll make it up to you at Christmas. Never fear."
Lest I complain, "let them eat crow," (or cake)
one year, even my mom forgot, alas, heartbreak!
I don't hold my breath lightly, nor do I lend an ear,
for tomorrow will come when pigs learn to fly
by all those pumpkin and mince pies in the sky
without gobbling them up, none for the throngs.
So much for the promises of yesteryear—
or even next year. Now, don't get me wrong.
Indeed I long for that glutton of a beast
with all the trimmings of a glorious feast.
I dispense fowl blessings reiterated with grace.
Hope springs eternal, so I save a small place
for dessert — because it might be a bit of cake.
OK, I’m quirky if I confuse turkeys with candles.
And tomorrow when we dismantle the big bird
I’ll blow out the drumstick with a wing and a prayer.
I won’t let this bailiwick of a pilgrim’s parlance,
betrayer of fowlish deeds, with dissonance absurd
occlude my birthday with a yam dance. Not a chance!
Conclude your fawning and hemming and hawing.
Pass the blasted dressing. For next year, never fear
my birthday will reappear on Thanksgiving Day. OK?
Pity my poor cousin born on Christmas Eve
and not to grieve on such a moveable feast.