Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Stone Soup Croutons, 8-24-15, Pitch a Perfect Storm


Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions picked up from poems overheard from Stone Soup's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title the next morning. Or in the afternoon. Sometimes it takes a while longer. Putting the title in was the absolute last thing I did before posting this.

Last night was David R. Surette's feature. It was a small but attentive group. I could also be attentive, given that there were no shows taking place at the Out of The Blue Art Gallery after Stone Soup. We could all relax and take our time, and I could listen to more poets. I started off borrowing from Jason Wright, who read his Jagged Thought poem from a couple of weeks ago, and an open mic poet who carried his Bernie Madoff sign to the podium. I capped it off with animal imagery inspired by feature poet David, whose new book Stable is comprised of poems about his interactions with animals (very recommended). Put all that and a few other things together, and you have the poem below.



Pitch a Perfect Storm

Millennial & Maddoffs
is the new roleplaying game
of the summer, compatible with
Superman, Wonder Woman
and other DC Universe cosplayers.

this time, the goal is not to save
the Magic Kingdom but to bury it
until the mouse is pulled down
and his nonsensical subservient dog
will finally refuse to submit.

Barbie is the weak link.
She lacks the beauty remedies
to replastify herself
and keep the masses placated.

Donald Trump is ready to debate
a tween an an ill-fitting suit
and a Bart Simpson inspired nickname.

Leviathan will not get a musical number
to win the hearts of his victims
before the final fall.

Finally, the animals,
unstable through unrest,
will turn tables
even on those hands
who have freed them.

There will be a new ark
build with many angles
and no angles at all
where there should be.
There will be no thumbs
used in its making.

It will be the blessed beasts,
bellies filled on children,
who will chose the passengers.
You will not get a say
to who you will be paired with.
You will not be told
how long you will stay on.
You will wait for a tempered growl
before coming out to the light.


I really should create a template open mic sheet.



TJ Edson, Jason Wright, and myself, as drawn by Jason on the back of the open mic sheet.

Special thanks to Jason Wright, Bil Lewis, Erik Nelson, Julia Carlson, Martha Boss, Deb Priestly, Big Poppa Ben, Carol Weston and David R. Surette.
 

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