Beatification

[Jerrybaldy]

Mickey and I are queuing
for the Popemobile ride,
stigmata burgers in hand,
whilst little Johnny fires
Nintendo nails
into pixelled palms and feet.
The towers fall onto Droopy
getting me level two,
where I chase Osama,
with balastic fries
in a cave where Bambi hides.
Spiritus sanctus,
I deposit a warm and smelly
Mother Teresa
Mcflurry.

[Delta40]

lol. You're soooo neo classical contemporary - woteva that is! You blend belief, ritual and culture into a wonderful Mcflurry. I hope its everyone's favourite flavour....

[MystyrMystyry]

You know when I first read this, the 'Osama in a cave' line got to me for some reason, and I had a strange tingling sensation up my spine that something important was about to happen

Who's going to win the 12:40? You can tell us - we're your friends...


I liked this, in a way of blocky constructions of childhood from Lego to Commodore games, and there's a recreation of, to my mind, my bedroom floor and toys - the entire universe before speech, but just around the corner is language - followed by the daily news and a bazillion facts to learn in order to understand the wider world we live in - and that's a lot of information in a few years

Very life reaffirming JB

[Delta40]

Jerry - the prophet. We bow to you.

[hillwalker]

Nostradamus eat your heart out.

H

[MorpheusSandman]

I'd agree with Delta; there's a delicious combination of flavors here that wouldn't ordinarily seem to mix at all, but somehow you make them work.

[Jerrybaldy]

Thanks Peeps.
yes it seems I am Jerrydamus. My thanks to Uncle Sam.
I guess this a tale of Disney, religion, terrorism and Mc D's. I feel quite proud of that mix. But pride becomes before a ...aaggghhh who left that Jesusburger there for any old poet to fall over?

[Delta40]

A mcmuffin with extra karma....

[Jerrybaldy]

Misadventure (where are you?) ( haunted, where the hell are you?)
Misadventure, EA, suggested that I write two different poem types. This is type B, or possibly A.