damp morning—
a
bulldog chases a swan
into the duck pond
into the duck pond
buying pies
in
the supermarket
push
in the back
quarter
time my glass half full
pushed
as
he kicks—
stray
cloud
he
kicks
to vacant space—
to vacant space—
magnolia
goal
snapped
over his shoulder—
picking tulips
over his shoulder—
picking tulips
branch
full
of
forsythia blossoms
tight
contest
Kennedy starring
I think of Lee Harvey
Oswald
Kennedy starring
I think of Lee Harvey
Oswald
my
glass still half full half time
mark of the day spilt drink
Zaidee's haiku:
back
in front
no hair on his head
no hair on his head
Franklin
to Kennedy…
man on man
to Kennedy…
man on man
one
goal
the
difference
garden in full bloom
garden in full bloom
three
quarter time
two of my glasses
half full
two of my glasses
half full
chain of handballs
dogs
off the leash
opening
goal
of the final quarter—
of the final quarter—
magnolia
bud
dogs
lead
swans
keep coming
back
smother after smother
Picken breaks free
and goals
smother after smother
Picken breaks free
and goals
the
goal
becomes a behind
shrivelled magnolia
becomes a behind
shrivelled magnolia
open
goal—
that’s
the sealer
jasmine
climbs over the fence
time for a streaker?
final
siren
fallen magnolias
all over the ground
full time
my half full glass
overflowing
fallen magnolias
all over the ground
full time
my half full glass
overflowing
tears
from winners and losers
falling petals
from winners and losers
falling petals
extraordinary
ReplyDeleteDear god.
ReplyDeleteAwesome poem, mate!
ReplyDeletethis is just hilarious! I love how you've woven the magnolias throughout it.
ReplyDeleteIt's great Myron, I may send a mini reply.
ReplyDeleteVery clever as well as funny - enjoyed a lot :)
ReplyDeleteAnd beautiful
ReplyDeleteThank you very much Lizz, Susan, Efi, Rob, Kerri and Chelate. When I write haiku during the Grand Final it makes the football more exciting. I look at the screen then I look into the garden...
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