Tuesday, May 10, 2011

for PATTAYA TRADER 131 (B)

THE-VERSE-POET-AND-THE-
ROSE-FLOWER-OF-PROSE
The Svengali-poet
turned-out the verseful-rose.
The girl would then betray him
when the flower turned to prose.

CINDERELLA'S-LONDON-
TOWN-STORY
The fact she is on the dole
won't bring this Cinders down,
she shall go to the city ball
and wear a borrowed gown.
The disco lights shall shine,
she will twirl, twirl, flop,
high on cheap red wine
from the street corner shop.
How she shall dance,
how she will sing,
find a little romance,
make the world look like a pumpkin.

GO-CRY-SHARK-IN-
SHOWERY-WET-ENGLAND
All tell your sons
and warn your daughters,
shark-infested
are the cruel waters.
The lifeguard goes
without his shotgun,
while the whole beach
lacks a golden sun.
Up to the knees
in a bloody slaughter,
shark-infested
is the cruel water.

GUNPOWDER PETE
The bloody war
was to leave Pete with a scar
and a wooden peg-leg.
A lost look in his eye,
he now has to eat humble pie
on the street where other men also beg.
Not an explosion of laughs
are his war's aftermaths
but they are a potential powder-keg.

HOPPED-A-BUNNY-GIRL-TO-
THE-POETICALLY-SURREAL-
UNDERGROUND-SCENE
The magician was to put his hand
in the upturned top-hat,
while the jumpy rabbit inside
wouldn't have any of that.
It bolted along the lengthy tunnel
that was the big hat's top,
down to the poetry underworld
the rabbit was then to hop.
"Welcome to our Wonderland,"
said the magic poetry lines
that were written on the walls
of that shiny diamond mine.
But almost an eternity later
the rabbit just had to go,
and header for a spotlight
like that in the stage magician's show.
Yet the grand circle of light
was the tunnel's very end come,
and the rabbit was to exit
to the loud applause of everyone.
The people were now fluffy bunnies ...
what conjurer's trick? What scheming?
The rabbit had to pinch itself,
but the child Alice awoke from her dreaming.

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