Monday, May 24, 2010

Simile 5

2 comments:

Dr. Mike said...

Pronoun Usage

I am not we
In the pressure cooker

Losing the eyes
Reading flickers

Losing the feet
Greetings slide

Why is the eye
Wide open to

Community more
Than one eye

We shape the eye
Of the storm

Disposable Poem May 24, 2010]
Dr. Mike

Dr. Mike said...

Poetry

Poetry has been exalted
Made to appear the apogee of all
Blockbusters are called poetic
There’s poetry in log cabins
The poetry of a homerun
Or a bone-grinding tackle
Even the poetry of war

Having already reduced everything
To a rhyming jingle
Advertising can join in
With the poetry of laxatives
That melt in your mouth
Those white tornados
In the tidy bowl

It’s time for banks to capitalize
On the poetry of foreclosure
Since poetry is only a few letters
Away from poverty
There’s the poetry of longing
For a Palestinian homeland
On an Israeli settlement

There’s the poetry of religion
That identifies the infidels
And champions crusades
To colonize the heathens
There’s the poetry of nature
Under the volcano
That brings down the airplanes

Most of all there’s the poetry
Of oil that fuels hummers
And the poetry of hummers
That bring families together
On the road to grandma’s house
Where the wolf in sheep’s clothing
Has even become poetic

[Disposable Poem May 26, 2010]
Dr. Mike

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