Posts Tagged ‘spoof’

She walks without a stutter
in her high heel books
and her low-necked poems
get her long enjambed looks.

But there’s a limp in her throat
when she thinks of him
and his hard, ripped verse
and his slant-rhymed limbs.

So she slips on her finest
red metaphors—
oh her silken triolets
are iambic whores

and sooner than swoon
all her tropes slide off
as his trochees meet her spondees
and there aren’t beats enough

for all the grooves they scan
as their feet go fractal.
Let’s free verse it, baby,
he whispers in her dactyl.

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for Valerie, after reading her Facebook post of “your little voice” by e.e. cummings

dear girl
your voice
not at all little
but cumulonimbly blooming
out of silence
how crazy
I was
when all day
that flat impertinent
battery, no,
would not would not
transform air
into leaps
of conversing we;
it wouldcouldn’t
spring nor sprang
nor sprunk from its death
and I, petal eared,
my stirrups giddy-up-less,
awaited the rain
of your words
but I was left
left un-
and altogether
too , too

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