"lic" poems
!LEPRECHAUNS' *****
(for the glorious M.F.F.)
Gorging on goosegogs
stolen from Granny's garden
all the sweeter for the stealing
despite their inherent tartness.
We never able to make up
our minds whether we
liked them or not
but loving 'em all the same.
Mary and her mind games
trying to prevent me eating
the last one
informs me that "...goosegogs is
the hairy green testicles
of leprechauns."
But despite being armed
with this knowledge I
pop it in my mouth
proclaiming it " De...
lic..ious!" all the same.
Mary looks at me with disgust.
Goosegogs the eternal
taste of summer when
summer hath no ending
and everything was only
a beginning
and there was such a thing as
leprechauns' *****
Jun 28, 2019
Jun 28, 2019 at 7:00 PM UTC
!LEPRECHAUNS' *****
(for the glorious M.F.F.)
Gorging on goosegogs
stolen from Granny's garden
all the sweeter for the stealing
despite their inherent tartness.
We never able to make up
our minds whether we
liked them or not
but loving 'em all the same.
Mary and her mind games
trying to prevent me eating
the last one
informs me that "...goosegogs is
the hairy green testicles
of leprechauns."
But despite being armed
with this knowledge I
pop it in my mouth
proclaiming it " De...
lic..ious!" all the same.
Mary looks at me with disgust.
Goosegogs the eternal
taste of summer when
summer hath no ending
and everything was only
a beginning
and there was such a thing as
leprechauns' *****
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 5:10 AM UTC
!LEPRECHAUNS' *****
(for the glorious M.F.F.)
Gorging on goosegogs
stolen from Granny's garden
all the sweeter for the stealing
despite their inherent tartness.
We never able to make up
our minds whether we
liked them or not
but loving 'em all the same.
Mary and her mind games
trying to prevent me eating
the last one
informs me that "...goosegogs is
the hairy green testicles
of leprechauns."
But despite being armed
with this knowledge I
pop it in my mouth
proclaiming it " De...
lic..ious!" all the same.
Mary looks at me with disgust.
Goosegogs the eternal
taste of summer when
summer hath no ending
and everything was only
a beginning
and there was such a thing as
leprechauns' *****
Jun 27, 2020
Jun 27, 2020 at 12:38 PM UTC
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 5:55 PM UTC
Lawrence Hall
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https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/
poeticdrivel.blogspot.com
For the 20th of January
1961 and 2021
The deed of gift was many deeds of war
-Robert Frost
Miz Hawkins brought a television to school
So we could watch the inauguration
Of a president “born in this century”
But he seemed really old to us anyway
God looked like President Eisenhower
And God was surely a Methodist
President Kennedy was a Cath’lic
(In their basements they hid shortwaves and guns)
Shortwaves tuned to the Vatican and that ol’ Pope
So could a Cath’lic be a good American?
But the nation was young, and so were we
And America was God’s best creation
And because America was the Leader of the World
And we had whipped the Nazis and the **** [sic]
All by ourselves, and invented the Bomb
We were the blessing of democracy over all
Robert Frost spoke grand words in the January frost
I was hoping for his “Stopping by Woods”
Because I had memorized that in school
But he gave us something else, “The Gift Outright”
And then with frosted breath the President
Asked us what we could do for our country
Our country later asked us about Viet-Nam
But for now Miz Hawkins shushed all us deeds of gift
The nation was young that day, and so were we –
And everything seems so much older now
Our long ago optimism a deed of gift
To angry old men whose voices rattle
Rattle from behind armored glass and barbed wire
Barbed wire left over from DaNang and Saigon
And a thousand abandoned desert posts
Each a gift outright to Ozymandias
Who late bestrode the littered Capitol steps
His wrinkled lips loud-yelping in command
Over our increasingly antique land
“Made it, Ma! Top of the World!”
The happy crowds of ’61 are sand
There are no crowds in ’21, only silence
Behind ranks of soldiers (properly vetted)
Standing in empty streets, waiting for a Traveller
References:
Robert Frost, “The Gift Outright”
Shelley, “Ozymandias”
Warner Brothers, White Heat (film), 1949
Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 10:00 PM UTC