Sunday, April 10, 2011

What Goes Up

*photo by Lauren Randolph
hold on tight
to aire is human

a cliche' dropping
like a lead balloon

no sense in riding the
fence or being fenced in

can't step on the crack when
you rise above circumstance

you didn't click your heels thrice
shall I cut you loose to watch you

fly the friendly skies to infinity and
beyond what dreams may come in

different shapes and sizes you up
as head in the clouds oblivious

walking on air you step down
the stairway to heaven and

catch your breath waiting
to exhale a collapsed

iron lung contraction
if you only had a

heart of stone &
ruby slippers


Photo by Lauren Randolph
for One Shoot Sunday
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12 comments:

  1. dustusApril 10, 2011 at 5:31 AM

    Excellent intentional infusion of woven cliches. Very well done and the shape of the poem is cool too, kind of like a bell curve turned on its side. "fly the friendly skies to infinity and
    beyond what dreams may come in"
    Fine work.

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  2. Dave KingApril 10, 2011 at 5:47 AM

    Amused me greatly. Well done.

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  3. GlynnApril 10, 2011 at 5:54 AM

    That photograph was full of suggested cliches, somehow combined into something new and non-cliche-ish. You did the same thing with your poem.

    Before we should co-publish a volume entitled "Tales from the Ruby Slippers."

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  4. signed...bkmApril 10, 2011 at 7:26 AM

    love all the play on OZ and the shape of the poem too...and the whole concept of head in the clouds...oblivious to the ground beneath...the gravity of life has a way of bringing us back to ground level a sometime....bkm

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  5. AnonymousApril 10, 2011 at 8:55 AM

    i think i'm just going to go delete my poem...i was totally uninspired. this is brilliant! love it!

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  6. Brian MillerApril 10, 2011 at 9:04 AM

    ha this was a delight to read jerry, nice fresh plays on so old one liners...shapes up nicely as well...

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  7. ReflectionsApril 10, 2011 at 10:21 AM

    Love how you have woven from one to another... creating an interesting form from the depths of sarcasm.

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  8. hedgewitchApril 10, 2011 at 10:51 AM

    Form follows function and you skewered it with this one. Those legs are a whiter shade of pale, too.

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  9. Kodjo DeynooApril 10, 2011 at 11:30 AM

    Yes Jerry "fly the friendly skies to infinity and beyond" cool

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  10. UnknownApril 10, 2011 at 4:31 PM

    Nice form & great poem my man!

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  11. UnknownApril 11, 2011 at 2:10 PM

    "a cliche dropping like a lead balloon"

    that's just good stuff right there :)
    great poem.

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  12. gautami tripathyApril 12, 2011 at 6:31 PM

    So so good!

    poetic vacuum

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