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    A Plane Crashes Into Mother

    Her bullwhip whirls in the kitchen air
    as a cow looks with disapproval
    at the leather-clad milkman and madness
    just inside the door.

    Mom's yellow head dims the sunrise
    on days like this. With my report card in hand
    she ransacks mementos sent by dad
    for a pen to initial grades of failure.

    Joe, the plumber pulls into the driveway,
    readies his snake and plunger,
    but they'll remain unsoiled.
    Our neighbor'll never finish mowing his lawn.

    A cat shrieks. The sparrows splatter
    against potted plants. A sewing machine
    bursts, sends needles flying through the house
    as the Cessna's fuel explodes, turns my sisters

    into single-parent children. I get shipped
    to Michigan to live in a house acrid with
    Ancient Age and a piano in decomposition
    beneath an oil of trees aflame.
    Last edited by DanBierce; 10-23-2009 at 08:36 AM.
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    Wow - I love this. It is a like a monumental disaster - a 9/11 to disrupt the domestic bliss of a child's world.

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    Is this a true story Dan? Or a just a fantastic poem? If it's true, OMG, how awful for you. If it's a bit of imagination... well done!

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    Yeah, it's quite original. I like how you paint such a quaint, everyday picture which is so violently interrupted and destroyed for ever. Why the stanza break after turns my sisters / into single-parent children?
    "As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light of meaning in the darkness of mere being." --Carl Gustav Jung

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    Thanks, guys. Glad you like the poem. No; this isn't reality-based. I wrote this after spending an hour or so viewing Salvador Dali paintings online. They put my head in a wierd place, and this poem was the result.

    I probably did the stanza break at "turns my sisters" in order to maintain the four-line stanza construct.
    "People who believe a lot of crap are better off." Charles Bukowski

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