Lawrence Hall
[email protected]
https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/
poeticdrivel.blogspot.com
Verse on the Cowling of a Model T Ford
Flapper-sips forever
No Janes
No whisk-brooms
Warm up your dog kennels
And hop with that fire alarm
“This is the cat’s particulars, the bee’s knees,”
An owl-flap gushed, “Paper is so middlebrow
We hopper our lines on a motor now
It’s all about the new technologies!
"The old ways now stand back to let us pass
The carburetor rhythms our words with air
We write our poems with life, with speed and flair
The beat of the banger is the ultimate gas
“We are the apogee of poetry and art
There is no end; there is only our start!
“Yippee!”
Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 8:43 AM UTC
Lawrence Hall
[email protected]
https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/
poeticdrivel.blogspot.com
Verse on the Cowling of a Model T Ford
Flapper-sips forever
No Janes
No whisk-brooms
Warm up your dog kennels
And hop with that fire alarm
“This is the cat’s particulars, the bee’s knees,”
An owl-flap gushed, “Paper is so middlebrow
We hopper our lines on a motor now
It’s all about the new technologies!
"The old ways now stand back to let us pass
The carburetor rhythms our words with air
We write our poems with life, with speed and flair
The beat of the banger is the ultimate gas
“We are the apogee of poetry and art
There is no end; there is only our start!
“Yippee!”