Reanimated Lavender Granola Switchblade Nun rides again.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Re-animator

Here are two poems which I originally wrote in 2007. I have given them both a reworking tonight in my lab-or-a-tory. Bwahahaha, they live!

SHORE LEAVE

A chorus line dancer's leg comes off mid-kick,
And sails above the crowd like a dolphin.

"The ceiling is the sea!" cry the patrons,
Who go down in the briny.

And this is why
The corncob captain sees dancing skeletons
When the rum island sirens
Call him to their keeping
To loll broken in the shallows
No more to play his hornpipe
In the morning.


THE SKELETON DANCE

Let us knock our bones together--
A few good smart smacks;
A Morse code of gibberish--
A fleshless, heartless, cretin's dance.

Graceless ghouls in an ecstasy of idiocy--
Paresis-ridden pinheads wondering what it means;
We haunt ourselves stupid in the Skeleton Dance
Of our eternal, imbecilic, self-imposed Halloween.

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18 comments:

  1. Yeah, I hate when my dancing leg flies off too mid-fling. I need to get that thing looked at again.

    xo
    P.S. People. I was first! I was first!!

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  2. so therd! i so therd komminter, hoo-woo.

    happee halloweens, fireblossim.

    ox

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  3. haunt ourselves stupid...is that what happened to me...her leg flew off? oh my...happy halloween shay!

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  4. The Skeleton Dance...I like that!
    Perfect poems for Halloween. Thanks for the remake.

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  5. That last verse is a killer! LOL :)

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  6. Is the post title entitled by Herbert West?

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  7. lol! I love what happens when Shay goes into the lab-or-a-tory! :)

    The bone knocking is crackig me up!

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  8. How perfectly ghoulish. I, too, love the flying limb and the cracking bones.......your lab-or-a-tory is producing some wicked poetry! Is there any more?

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  9. Perfect for Halloween night! Love it. :)

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  10. Knock those bones! Loved both of these, Shay.

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  11. Dear Tiger-Friend!
    It is extraordinary how your poems create undeniable worlds of imagery. I don't try to make it happen. I just read and all of a sudden in front of me is a corncob captain watching dancing skeletons. And a few lines later a new cast of characters emerge and do an entirely fleshless dance. I love the worlds you create.
    Hope you had a gorgeous weekend and a treat filled Halloween!xoxox
    Weasel-friend

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  12. lovin the skeletons in your closet!

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  13. Ecstasy of idiocy seems to be the drug of choice in my area . . .

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  14. I liked them both, but my favorite is The Skeleton Dance...that one is so delightful to read aloud:~)

    I went to listen to Lily's birthday song...that was so great and the pictures were cute. My favorite was the dirty one:~)

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  15. These are fabulous...thanks for taking them into your laboratory and resurrecting them to share with the world. :)

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