 a choleric chimp named chuck was corrosively cursing his luck but he gave hosannas when he found some bananas that fell off a turnip truck a delirious dolphin named dank had no money in the bank the humans pointed their fingers and assaulted him with zesty zingers as he jumped in his disney tank a decorous dragon named dray liked to sleep in farmer brown's hay this inflamed the homesteader's gorge so he called upon st george to drag the poor dragon away a hirsute hippo mamed hank had a favorite barber named frank he relaxed in the barbers chair and dreamed of meadows green and fair and white lilies by a river bank a cantankerous crow named joe floated above an ice floe the way the world was going he couldn't help but knowing there was fire down below a flaccid flamingo named fay wouldn't give the time of day to humans with their planes and cars and plans to colonize the stars she just went her own way |
Thursday, May 21, 2009
gang of six
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HOLY COW!
this work... is a masterpiece!
this is what i really feel and believe... i don't say this to please a friend... you don't need it... i know you need the truth...
you should have seen me as i was going through this... my grin growing bigger and bigger... my eyes opening wider and wider... my wows becoming louder and louder...
i can write a book on this... no kidding!
:D
that crow part just killed me!
and the psychologist crow who sees the other 2/3 of the iceberge... should be cantankerous because of that knowing, eh?
just i wonder why its name begins with 'j'?! all the other animals have a name beginning with the same letter... the flamigo is fay,
the hippo is hank, the dragon is dray, etc...
i can justify this in a way but i'm so eager to know your reason...
what a pity i cannot see your digital art on this post... it's filtered from here...
the overall image here i see, is a conic spiral moving from a macrocosm to a microcosm... this gang of six lives within our psyche, too...
how much do we know about each of them?
how much are we aware of the existence of each of them?
how much do we let them talk to us?
the images and animals you've chosen are so archetypal... that's why this poem touches so deep... communicating with our inner self...
i LOVE it... and i'm sure i'll have lots of visits to it...
and surely i'll crow more...
crows cannot keep silent when they see sparkly things... that's their weak point!
[to tell you the truth, i've kept silent a few times (forcefully) but it really hurts... i lost some feathers]
namaste!
thanks for the kind words, crow... i find limericks a way to relax my mind - i sometimes compose them as i try to get to sleep - then i write them down in the morning - IF i can remember them
i decided to call this batch "gang of six" instead of just 'six poems' or "six limericks" after doing the picture which shows the six creatures in a group
"joe the crow" just had a nice ring to it - no other reason
i'm sorry you can't see images --- is this a new problem?
thanks again - praise like that would give an amoeba a swelled head
if that head swells with more poems, the praise should be even more...
:)
i cannot see it because of the filterings here in my country...
it's not a new problem... it's a worsening problem!
I love these animal poems, they make me feel like a kid, at the same time that they make me re/think serious stuff. I am happy cause I found my favourite animal here, the hippo.
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