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AuntShecky
02-25-2009, 06:42 PM
Crazy Ol’ Female Dog

In all sincerity some mutts chase sticks
that boomerang back their dull inanity.
From endless repetition I beg new tricks:
exactly how Einstein defined insanity.

From instinct hungry curs are led
to bowls of stark reality, undressed.
This naked gnawing upon dreams instead
could mean I must be nuts, obsessed.

It must look funny, always looking up,
compulsively in search of a bluer sky.
The world ignores me like some straying pup,
save the occasional kick from a passerby.

With plenty of packs roaming acres of parks,
my yelping pleas hardly rate a mention.
Up righteous trees I offer earnest barks,
as a wag with tales of bony contention.

The stench of failure curdles the air.
A sniff will trace past mishaps in a mop.
Wise masters warn that it’s foolish to care.
I try and try, but I just can't stop.

PrinceMyshkin
02-25-2009, 07:47 PM
Masterly! (Or should that be msterly?) and have I acquainted you yet with a certain brilliant example of rhymed poetry by one W.D. Snodgrass? Who also has a poem in which he mocks the absurdity of his name with the recurrent line


Snodgrass is striding through the universe!

kak
02-26-2009, 09:20 AM
The line is actually "Snodgrass is walking through the universe."

PrinceMyshkin
02-26-2009, 12:16 PM
The line is actually "Snodgrass is walking through the universe."

You say tomayto, I say tomahto... But really, thanks, I hate misquoting anyone.

AuntShecky
02-26-2009, 01:43 PM
Thank you Prince. By the by, I have read some things by W.D.
Snodgrass, whom I sometimes confuse w. X. J. Kennedy who wrote the brilliant parody: "Somebody Stole My Myths"

kak
02-26-2009, 02:31 PM
And Joe Kennedy wrote "Somebody Stole My Myths" after hearing Snodgrass joke about poets lamenting the loss of myths!

kiz_paws
02-26-2009, 02:44 PM
Loved it, LOVED it! :nod: :thumbs_up

Witty, refreshing! Thanks. :)

a_little_wisp
02-26-2009, 03:19 PM
Woow! How clever! ... And sad. :/

But clever! I really love this, AuntShecky. :D :D


It must look funny, always looking up,
compulsively in search of a bluer sky.
The world ignores me like some straying pup,
save the occasional kick from a passerby.

Lovely, my favorite part. It really hits, for some reason.

You might like this!:

http://www.kollin.com/poetry/curiosity.html

~Sophia~
02-26-2009, 04:22 PM
AuntShecky.... Wisp expressed my thoughts exactly and I might add humorous. I chuckled at the last verse. A blue-ribbon poem!!

firefangled
02-27-2009, 01:23 AM
Crazy Ol’ Female Dog

In all sincerity some mutts chase sticks
that boomerang back their dull inanity.
From endless repetition I beg new tricks:
exactly how Einstein defined insanity.

From instinct hungry curs are led
to bowls of stark reality, undressed.
This naked gnawing upon dreams instead
could mean I must be nuts, obsessed.

It must look funny, always looking up,
compulsively in search of a bluer sky.
The world ignores me like some straying pup,
save the occasional kick from a passerby.

With plenty of packs roaming acres of parks,
my yelping pleas hardly rate a mention.
Up righteous trees I offer earnest barks,
as a wag with tales of bony contention.

The stench of failure curdles the air.
A sniff brings traces of mishaps once mopped.
Wise masters warn that it’s foolish to care.
I try and try, but I just can't stop.

There's nothing better than a crazy ol' dog story with an ending like this. Loved the rhyme, it was perfect. Loved "bowls of stark reality"

Lokasenna
02-27-2009, 04:59 AM
It's very curious - and I mean that in a good way. It's humerous but thoughtful.

AuntShecky
02-27-2009, 02:36 PM
Thank you Kiz Paws, a little wisp, Sophia, Firefangled, and
Lokasenna for your kind comments. I can't tell you how
encouraging it is to know that LitNetters appreciate my little ditties.

qimissung
02-27-2009, 11:00 PM
I liked "as a wag with tales of bony contention." I enjoyed your plays on words so much I had to read this twice to figure out what you were writing about. Very witty!

Virgil
02-27-2009, 11:24 PM
:lol: I enjoyed that Aunty. I was wondering as I was reading how you would bring off the ending, the ending being critical to a good comic poem, and you did it:

The stench of failure curdles the air.
A sniff will trace past mishaps in a mop.
Wise masters warn that it’s foolish to care.
I try and try, but I just can't stop.
That's perfect. :)

AuntShecky
02-28-2009, 03:24 PM
Thank you SO much, qimissung and Virg! Man, I'm glad I changed line 18! But I wish I knew why meter is so difficult.