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Jun. 3rd, 2005 | 07:59 pm
mood: amusedamused
posted by: deltablues in unlazypoets

I'm glad this community exists. I can't create freeverse that doesn't sound pretentious. I actually doubt I can create any poetry that doesn't sound pretentious, but a whimsical romp with strict meter makes it more acceptable. I love whimsy. Here are two poems.

The Ice Monster

Far deep within a shady nook that barely knows the light
There grows an icy beast that thrives on being out of sight
Quite steadily and silently it feeds on what it finds
And nearby foodstuffs want for hope when fast to them, it binds
Its crystal fingers fondle in a cold reconnaissance
And several silent days may pass till, suddenly ensconced,
Are half a dozen TV meals, whose silent, helpless pleas
Are muffled by the monster’s tyranny within the freeze.

The monster thrives in solitude and works throughout the night
And icily stops silent when exposed to outside light
The chisel, hammer, hairdryer: they each will have their chance
To beat the icy beast at its own crystalline slow-dance
The hacking, clubbing, melting bring the monster’s quick retreat
But soon as lights are out again (and this time more discreet)
The crystal fingers bloom once more and slowly feel around
Resume assimilation steadily and without sound.

And recently (by that I mean this morning) I discovered the double dactyl. Here is an early attempt at the form. One ought to know I have a prissy cat named Mitsie.

Jingly jingly
Elegant Mitsiebelle
Perched atop cushions she
Surveys the room

'Hind her the orange cat
Pounces, ensuring his
Ultimate doom.

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from: kiddalee
date: Jun. 6th, 2005 04:55 pm (UTC)

The crystal fingers bloom once more and slowly feel around
I love that line.

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