Friday, June 23, 2017

Kit Kelen #538 - the fully punctuated poem

the fully punctuated poem

as in a whalebone corset
proof of a certain century's dark

labours under heavy sentence
far far from the speech of folk

or you could say the law before
something like a government office
but you forgot which schedule
and your ignorance is no excuse
a cannon is aimed at the heart

in panoply of flimsy form
bravely beavered up
the fully punctuated poem
dates back to Year Dot

begins with a headline trumpet blare
goes on with line initial caps
as in that German Awe of the Abstract
Herr Doktor Doktor Professor
all eager for the treat
faces washed, brushed bushy tails
and has no feet at all

suit and tie
and what a feast!
Morse yearning
Braille in depth of page
but I say semaphore
wave wildly
three sheets to

the fully punctuated poem
thinks itself already stone
then I'm the lichen
I'm the moss

I cross my t's and dot my i's
stickle for spelling as well

but I like my music flown from the stave
and stepping off the feint ruled lines
into ever thinner air

my drawl requires its own notation
I'll keep you posted here


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