Sunday, January 8, 2012

Hannibal In Hell

Hannibal in Hell
Idles away the empty hours
Being flattened by frozen elephants.
They didn't like the Alps
All that much,
So if they toss him on their tusks,
It's all good and well.
Paybacks are a bitch
For Hannibal in Hell.

Look at me!
I have come back as a cat,
And I don't care
Don't care
Don't care.
Go to work, get out of my hair;
You can trust your brand new drapes to me.
I am unconcerned as unconcerned can be,
And though I used to love you,
Now I just can't tell.
Paybacks are a bitch
As Hannibal knows well.
_______

"Now you will be cut down. You destroyed the wild animals, so now their terror will be yours." --Habakkuk 2:17


Hannibal of Carthage crossed the Alps with 38,000 men and 37 war elephants in order to attack the Romans. Over half of the men and nearly all of the elephants died on the way.

38 comments:

Shawna said...

Whew, this is scary. Love it!

"You can trust your brand new drapes to me.
I am unconcerned as unconcerned can be,
And though I used to love you,
Now I just can't tell."

Shawna said...

My poetry is here, not on Blogger:
rosemarymint.wordpress.com

Brian Miller said...

i dont trust anything to my cat...he is attempting to hold seige by eating us out of house and home...and will attack anything that moves so dont put your hand in your pocket, just saying...dang, sat on by and elephant might not be fun at all...smiles.

S.E. Ingraham said...

It's only right the cats are having the final word - at least that's what my kittens' ghosts are telling me ...

Sioux said...

It sounds like Hannibal got what he deserved...

HermanTurnip said...

Okay, I'm looking at my cat as she does her best to look cute, and I find myself not falling for that ruse. How can I trust her after reading this? ;-)

hedgewitch said...

I love it when you go all historical. Seems he ought to have come back as a mouse to me. Of course, elephants are afraid of mice, so maybe not.This little metaphor is devilish, and multileveled, under the always welcome snark.

Hannah Stephenson said...

Tell you what---I'd come back as a cat! Well, one of our cats, maybe...

myheartslovesongs said...

poor elephants!

your poetry is... sublime!

Cloudia said...

Only Shay....

Flattend by elephants....wow

a two-parter, sort of a diptych
(NOT dip-stick)



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Mary said...

Wonderful! Hannibal coming back as a cat. Look out! Made me smile in an 'evil' sort of way!

Kerry O'Connor said...

Oh I love this one, Shay. That second stanza is hectically brilliant:

"I am unconcerned as unconcerned can be..." Yep, that's how it's gonna be.

Mama Zen said...

Whoa! Awesome write, Shay!

Laurie Kolp said...

You are so creative, Shay.

Hannah Pratt said...

This is scary and haunting. Revenge. Spouse. Haunting.

zouxzoux said...

Very clever!

Helen said...

Here kitty kitty ... nothing retro here, love it!

Old Ollie said...

I live with a similar cat.

Susie Clevenger said...

I have two cats I would not trust with my drapes...wonder who they were in their past lives. :) Nice work!

Mary Mansfield said...

As a mom to four feline fur babies, I guarantee that cats are plotting something, no matter how cute they may look. Very nicely done!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Yoiks. I love the poem, but am horrified at the Hannibel trek with elephants.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

p.s. I especially like the "dont care, dont care, dont care"....so catlike!

Daryl Edelstein said...

I'm thinking you'd be happy to come back as my cat ..

Abin Chakraborty said...

as always with ur poems, there's a fiesty fiery spirit that comes through...sometimes as a cat, sometimes as a witch.kudos.

nene said...

Love the independent characteristic in the feline genus.
Sometimes futility evinces within me emotionally when attempting to write in that 'naychur' of independent creativity.

Love your creative 'naychur' Shay.

Sara said...

Yeah...paybacks are a bitch!

I must admit, I kind of like the image of Hannibal being flattened by frozen elephants...it brings out my darker humor. Then again, you often write poems that tickle that particular funny bone.

If the cat's claws are like my Aggie's, the drapes are doomed. One time I got this nice new blanket. It took Aggie less than 5 seconds to create a massive pull in the threads...right down the middle. I eventually gave it her and accepted my fate.

Shawna said...

I'm starting a new poetry-challenge linkup that I hope you'll jump in on:

http://rosemarymint.wordpress.com/2012/01/09/monday-melting-week-1/

(this week's words are right up your alley, I think)

~Shawna
(rosemarymint.wordpress.com)

Marian said...

yeah, you can't trust 'em with the drapes OR the carpet ;)

JC said...

I liked this one maybe due to the cute cat on the bed but when I read it, it really made sense.

It gets a Wow Meow from me and my gang.

wkkortas said...

Hannibal as a cat...several dogs may have died as a result, but it's still a pyrrhic victory. Clever concept.

razzamadazzle said...

What a fun poem~Karma as a cat.

Joanna Jenkins said...

Cats and Drapes are a scary combination.

Loved this one! Thanks.

xo jj

TALON said...

Hannibal as a cat? I can see that totally, Shay. Stripey says "beware the cool cats" :)

poemflow said...

Used to live with cats - not about to trust them with my drapes. Or my ravioli.

Great poem, Shay, and I appreciate the historical note at the end. Bonus points for conjuring up a minor Old Testament prophet to aim a little judgment at old Hannibal. ;)

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cosmos cami said...

I love the two-toned harmony of this poem. It's playful, but it's a bit of a deadly game isn't it?

Margaret said...

Cats are easier to forgive even if they shred the drapes...which has happened to me.

...thought he could cross the mountains with Elephants? Obviously, he came back with a bit more brains as a cat.

ravenpress said...

In another life on another forum ... I was a cat thief ... now my lives are crossing, getting somewhat confused and it would appear that the old desires from another lifetime have followed me into this life. But I don't care for the desire is so great. When you get up tomorrow and find Hannibal gone you will know who has stolen him (gorgeous fu#$@^& cat). Raven

Katie Gates said...

Love it and OMG, is that your cat? I'm assuming it is, and I, too, have a Maine Coon. Are hey awesome or what?