Open Poetry #2 |
..the king is dead, long live the king... |
H. Arlequin Member
since 1999-08-23
Posts 210 |
"the king is dead, long live the king..." the rugged, virile and randy, in readiness bugle the battle, contestants for estral candy in a stag's tutelary chattel. expertise, vitality and size all count, he finally standing, excites her ladyship's eyes to his satyric commanding. mighty cervine males in fall, or men the whole year round answer an inner mating call to conquest wherever found. to one there comes a season for the other it's all the time neither reflects on its reason but one needs ego to climb. the day, unannounced, over the season and reason, new virility trumpeting in clover, the once-best bows his adieu. a stag in stochastic epiphany will trust his nose in the brights, but soundless, sudden cacophony, becomes prologue to paradise nights. not a man. he argues with fate, not mid-life crisis, but rebirth; jewelry, tan, a new hairy pate propping up a fleeting self-worth. man or deer, as champion here, who the more useful paradigm? stags in the light, insists the seer, recall, post meridiem, your prime. --H. Arlequin . . . Poems From the Goober Tree http://nathoo.wustl.edu/goober_tree.htm |
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snow in summer Member
since 1999-08-28
Posts 67 |
great poem with lots of nice word images. loved estral candy. |
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