roll out the poet by Indigo Tempesta
I, the poet: make a handsome lawn ornament.
Priced clay.
Observe—question—provoke—apply
a penetrating mind and a gentle hand:
record your thoughts on
a handful of flesh.
Mineral-laced: wrap your tongue around it long enough.
Savor each layer of flavor, say, aaaaaah, then blow
some zephyr my way; since these days I
breathe and words burn:
perverse parolees scribbling,
laughing unto death, banging the world
as if it were their head, as if paper were pennies
for all their heads, making the personal truth objective
as a penny is.
Freshen the latent reader’s
currency, dole out your spare pounds as form
and shine. Attract the cagey crow’s eye
and each eye that falls: not just the urn
but the unheard rhyme. 03/07/2009 Author's Note: by maria, terry, barbara, vere, erica, john, amanda, jennifer, tracy, bryn, jon, paige
Posted on 03/07/2009 Copyright © 2025 Indigo Tempesta
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/07/09 at 08:03 PM Brilliant. |
Posted by Vere Mantratriad on 03/07/09 at 09:47 PM haha Awesome. |
Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 03/08/09 at 12:46 AM Precious brilliant thrilling insane poets, all ye! |
Posted by Maria Massarella on 03/08/09 at 02:16 AM Such brilliant choreagraphy dances your ink's flow, O Poetess! |
Posted by Jennifer Ragan on 03/08/09 at 03:39 AM Cleverly done |
Posted by Jared Fladeland on 03/08/09 at 03:46 AM This reminds me of myself, the writing about the process of creating art. Likedit. |
Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 03/09/09 at 04:01 PM Wish there was a rating for exquisite lanquage usage...smh. |
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/09/09 at 05:03 PM Wow! Incredible vibes from this collaboration! |
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/04/10 at 03:37 PM Great to see this as POTD! Congrats to all. |
Posted by Steve Michaels on 11/04/10 at 11:29 PM So good to see one of your poems again! Congrats on POTD - hope all is well with you! |
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