Saturday, April 1, 2017

Poetry Month


I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide

or press an ear against its hive.

I say drop a mouse into a poem
and watch him probe his way out,
or walk inside the poem's room
and feel the walls for a light switch.

I want them to waterski
across the surface of a poem
waving at the author's name on the shore.

But all they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.

They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.

1 thing(s) to say:

Kwizgiver said...

I was toying with a daily original poem for the month as I have posted in previous years--still haven't decided if I'm up for the challenge yet...

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