Ornamental
I see the lawn jockeys
The pink plastic birds and
The statues of lions with marbled manes.
We once had a yellow weathered
Plastic sunflower - petals
Twirled as the wind blew, it’s metal stem bending in time.
By my new place, a tattoo shop spawned a huge
Cement gorilla bolted to the sidewalk.
Jake oohs and aahs at it, C** wants to steal it. But me…
If I had a house with a lawn I’d show off my
Ceramic lawn badger or a jackal holding up a canvas, dogs
playing poker on a memorial stone.
Mosaic made out of broken liquor bottles, labels affixed in
pieces, or a gnome dressed as my
Lawn pimp for protection, diamond pinky ring carved out of
granite, a hat with a feather and
A gun made of rock… large enough that robbers and rapers
would stand
In my lawn
See the silhouette of my pimp gnome with a start and
Perhaps reconsider –take their business elsewhere.
Sem 2/6/2001
I wrote this one in 2001 and I needed to lighten up today, thus I throw you this selection. I know I am in trouble when I use the word 'thus' in a sentence. I will not inflict anything else upon this blog today. I know better than to write poetry when I am feeling this philosophical - it comes out sounding forced and preachy and creepy. Perhaps I will take myself less seriously tomorrow, and will then be a better writer than I am today.
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