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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!
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"
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.
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