A poem

[den]

A poem I wrote in 2001.



Small, delicate petals in shades
Of mauve and red
Wave happily in the breeze
As the poppy bobs its head

Such a tiny flower cannot know
The anguish it has wrought
As junkies use your life-blood
Which can be sold and bought

But you are such a tiny plant
A little weed in a yard
Life for you was looking good
But now it’s fucking hard

Soaking the sun and drinking the rain
That falls from the sky like manna
Really means bugger all
Under the wheels of a 30 ton Franna

The Franna came to lift some steel
A poly tank, some pipe and junk
It moved the 2 containers
And delivered a 45kw pump

4 wheel drive and rear engine’d
Air brakes that wheeze up dust
and bright zinc yellow all over
To cover up the rust

Extentable boom over cab
To lift 15ton it’s rated
And to steer it bends in the middle.
Hydraulically articulated.

Poor little flower in the yard
You were in the way, oh poppy
But you’re really just a toxic weed
So there’s no need to get soppy.

This started a poem to a flower
Whose sap makes people sickly.
And ended up a homage to a crane
That lifts and moves things quickly.

the end

bows

Comments

[oceansedge.livejournal.com]

That's just so ... so... so.... batty

[dewhitton.livejournal.com]

yes?

[ladyursus.livejournal.com]

Well done, my Batty friend. I like the way you turned the flower image from friend to foe. I also appreciated you analogies. Thanks. You cerntainly are a multi-talented person, aren't you now?

[weyrdbird.livejournal.com]

ROFL!! That is so getting shared:D......

~I'm a lonely little petunias in an onion patch....~:D

Alas the poppy now is dead.
A 30-ton Franna crushed its little head.

[dewhitton.livejournal.com]

I don't know where stuff like this comes from.

[ladyursus.livejournal.com]

Maybe you were just born with creative genes? How long have you been writing poetry and doing photography?

[dewhitton.livejournal.com]

I've been writing stories (and a little poetry) for as long as I can remember. Most of it is dreadful and derivative stuff.

My first camera was a Kodak Instamatic I got for Christmas sometime in the mid 70s.

I have too many things going on to get really professional at any of them. I want to write, photograph, art, and do comics, all at once.

[ladyursus.livejournal.com]

I remember those Kodak Instamatics. They were great for their day. Sounds like you have alot of talent. Maybe someday you can sit down and spend more time with one of them. I think you're about there with the poetry myself. Bits and pieces of everything. That doesn't sound too bad.