Listening for Oz
April 18, 2016
Click three times
and
listen
What do you hear?
Lub-dub lub-dub lub-dub
beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
on the crackling set top box
as I run under the bed
Loud deep
song sung blue
"Here she comes.... Miss America...."
shush and hush and scamper out of sight
What's new, pussy cat?
What has got you startled?
Rattle clink clank
teaspoon against
chipped china cup
Miss muffit?
Waking up slowly
SRS soothing sunrays
through lace covered windows
Hoover passes
Looney tunes
laughter
"Do you want a fruit plate?"
Cannonball! requests
from the summer screenhouse
swish lap lap lap
against the dock
swoooosh swhoosh swhoosh ploop
paddleboats, lilipads and snapping turtles
snakepond symphony
my ruby slippers
squeek
as I walk
home
Based on the prompt to write a poem that sounds like home that speaks the language of home, and not the language of adulthood, office, or work.
1 comments
Snakepond!
ReplyDeleteNice!