Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions selected from Stone Soup Poetry's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here.
I also have a book collecting the best of my first year of poems. Click here to purchase it.
Doug Holder featured two weeks ago. Despite some video trouble, including James Van Looy and Jan Rowe unable to perform, the recording was a success.
I'm running behind with poems otherwise I would have posted this last
Friday. Hopefully, this week's Crouton poem will go up later.
Despite
my best efforts, Patricia Carragon's opening alien poem got me hooked
and took over the rest of the poem. I love and hate when this happens
because I know and don't know where things are going as I write them.
No Visitors
The aliens don't want
to be taken from theircraft. To them, Earth
its water. We throw
balls at latest minority,
which they will become
with first small steps.
AI translator gives their
consent retroactively.
Them kept in with dogs,
Them kept in with dogs,
lawyers kept out. They
harmonize and meditate
in protest rather than
surrender tech secrets.
These extraterrestrial
Vladimirs and Estragons
will rather hang than
wait for a god we tell
them is theirs. Nothing
left but interviews
classified with missing
minutes. Like their
equivalent of Kafka's
dogs. Theories of what
dogs. Theories of what
really happened shared
over Bickford's coffee
over Bickford's coffee
at one in the morning.
Special thanks to Patricia Carragon, Jen Campbell, Bil Lewis, Nike Truth, Mark States, Kymn Coveney, Richard Spisak, Jon Wesick, Ethan Mackler John Roche and special feature Doug Holder.
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