Have you considered using the French form for this?
It's good, but
Audio media could take it to the next level.
Digital video might kick it up even more.
I could show you how.
Here on the beach where we pair off and roll in the shallows like shipwrecked rabbits,
Here where the bonfire is heaped with shit we liberated from the Monet exhibit at the Whitty,
Her head looks good on a stick
Good on a stick
Good on a stick.
It's a weird stoned kind of semaphore when we wave her around like so...
North,
South,
East,
West,
Fly the head, feed strays the rest.
Oh, little corndog, this is our French form,
Learnt in Nawlins,
And brought up the river in gris-gris bags
By us no-accounts,
Us hags.
Look down, sweet honey with the wooden neck...
We could show you how.
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Mmm...mmmm! I sure could go for a sugar skull right about now... Yes sir, sugar skulls, corndogs and briar rabbits. Man, I'm getting hungry...
ReplyDeletegood on a stick....heh heh
ReplyDeleteAloha from Waikiki;
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i am rather fond of french forms...wet rabbit in the shallows brings some wonderful imagery to mind as well...nice repitition to catch the rhythm...yeah i like this...
ReplyDeleteand now I am worried rabbits cant swim
ReplyDelete"shipwrecked rabbits, heads on a stick, corn dogs".......your brain is amazing. I want one, too!
ReplyDeleteAs always, Shay, your words weave magic.
ReplyDeleteLittle corndog!
ReplyDeleteHave I ever mentioned you are woman after my own heart? (Hopefully not my head as well, because I still use it occasionally.) I need some blood and warpaint after this one.
ReplyDeleteHave you considered making a video of you reading this in French while beating a voodoo mime with a corn dog? Just sayin' . . .
ReplyDeleteHome from 'country hopping' ... catching up with one of my favorite writers ... believe it or not ~ I have 13 printed pages of your poetry to read. Almost a little book! Ahhhhhh.
ReplyDeleteHi Shay, Just catching up and reading and loving your words--
ReplyDeleteshipwrecked rabbits... Love that.
And you last poem about Angel Cats :-))))
xo jj