A mighty roar out of the ferocious lion's den,
Bound Ulysses' scream of pain layered Siren voice,
mighty sonorous gong of Commandments ten,
and back to poor Ulysses against his choice.
Man, to be back to writing on paper again,
so much heavy stuff I seem to spew,
emotion this, balance that,
'mportant 'tis - but lets start anew.
I talk now about a simple man.
With a simple smile and a simple plan,
who went to work, lunch in tow,
with a hum dada dum did this man go.
He worked all day,
and felt his veins shudder at the unstable challenges that plagued him,
and fought to his muscles breaking beat against the world's din,
and on and on and blahdidramatiyatipoo...
No, no... Keep it simple...
He went to work with a simple smile,
and his simple plan took him 3 miles,
after work to the grocery shop,
for his wife's shopping list and a soda pop.
Phew.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
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2 comments:
Wow...interesting. This style seems different than your other poems.
My favorite part of it?
"blahdidramatiyatipoo" :)
hum dada dum.. and blahdidramatiyatipoo!! lol amazing
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