Category Archives: Poetic flux

Tell me your side of it.

Cargo Cult

Big man him return soon-soon

Arrive iron flying house wing-wing from sky

Great man him USA bring big gun make fire-fire every village

All bad man them punish red-white-blue magic heaven cloth

Him business suit holy roller CIA cut down jungle

Teach fake Jesus make rich-rich many pig many feast

Teach all man money-money

Bringee iPhone 14 big-big tablet great magic picture-box

Many bead many mirror big candy

Firewater sweet-sweet MarlboroBudweiser

Bringee dollar bringee big food:

CocaColaSpamWorldBankDisneyNetflixPorn

Makee island shopping mall many-many

Our people happy fat-fat many big gun

Big medicine make more baby

Now happy island sing big Amerika song-song

All village wait AmerikaUSA return come back

Amerika come again soon-soon

 

PROMPT 20:

Have you ever heard someone wonder what future archaeologists, whether human or from alien civilization, will make of us? Today, I’d like to challenge you to answer that question in poetic form.

Monsters and Blue Lines

PROMPT 19: write a poem about something that scared you –
or was used to scare you – and which still haunts you.
I have spoken before about monsters here at ConnectHook.
I wish you protection from monsters at every level. Even poetic monsters . . .

 

The worst monsters are REAL.

   Sword and Scale

A True Crime binge has brought me here
To share with you my darkest fear:

Earth’s eternal curse: the wicked.
Criminals can play both sides—
Guilt may finally be acquitted,
Truth unites when sin divides.

Where humanity is shattered
Thin blue lines have always mattered

Thank the Lord for good policemen. . .
(Women too, let truth be told.)
All shall be revealed in heaven;
Badges there transcend mere gold.

Law and justice light the pyre—
Thugs and pigs deserve their fire.

We, the living, should be grateful
For the ones who do what’s right.
Exposing all the hidden hateful:
Our great duty in this fight.

 

This one put me over the edge.

I DARE you to listen to all of it.

 

 

Abecedarian Prose

 

PROMPT 18:

write an abecedarian poem –

a poem in which the word choice follows the order of the alphabet.

A brilliant choice, dear. Even finer: grand hopeful inventions, jibes, kaleidoscopic lyrics making new optic psychedelia qualify reality. Sub-saharan tribes ululate; visions waver. Xenophilia, your zither!

IMAGES: The Politics of Experience by R.D. Laing 1970 edition cover  (upper)
The Annunciation by Mati Klarwein 1961 (lower)