Friday, October 12, 2012

A Halloween Poem

This is a strange poem I wrote--and have been working on every year around this time for the past several years. It has several off-springs as well, but this is the main poem. It's called "WE"

We Zombies
steal rusty bicycles
leave behind fast-food wrappers.

We Freddy Krueger
wannabes look for
revenge in parking lots.

We teenangels karaoke in corfield mazes
Eerie sounds emanate from
latter-day construction sites.

We Litterbugs
lie prone in our own
refuse along the road to the prom as
darkness settles all around.

We eat fat and tempt
French fries
watching Charlie Brown
Manson loose self-control.

We live in time-traveling cocoons
on loan from the library
listen to the Tao of the
Ungrateful Dead.

We Zombies
astride rusty
bycycles, fly to the moon
leave behind old tires and empty
Pepsi cans.

9 comments:

  1. WE, is wonderful... I love the choice of words, you and I share a common ground inside the box... the words just stick, scamper to escape.

    Nice post... I would like to give it art and share back with you.

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  2. We is great! Really enjoyed that Lorelei.

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  3. Hey, Jeremy, thanks and that would be fun to see what you could come up with.

    Hi, Jen, and thank you!

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  4. This is awesome, very deep actually. Love it!

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  5. That's creepy, Lorelei. I'm not a big fan of zombies, vampires, or werewolves...mostly because I already have a lot of nightmares starring humans, and that's bad enough.

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  6. Hey, Patricia, I understand that not everyone is into this sort of things. And yes. The boogy man is alive and well, for real.

    Thank you for stopping by and posting a reply!

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  7. Peculiar is as Peculiar does, William LOL! Thanks for stopping in and commenting.

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