parity parody purity
preparing manuscripts, you score a coup
a query-lettered agent works for you
relax and sip a poured courvousier
it helps to harmonize your home’s feng shui
then with a dreamers schedule, mon petit
your vision’s been recycled, streamily
Some time back I posted “Long Live Myth,” but had not written the acrostic poem. Here it is:
Long Live Myth
Loves and Loss loose bolts of dream
ONUS births lies steamingly
Next, evolvement writes off debt
Giving Legends depth and breadth
And here is a new card:
Credible Outcomes
Caught a fever–you could too
Repartée becomes haiku
Endochrinal loss of tact
Drive’s a bully’s Cadillac
If a Sacred Cow says Moo
Belladonna may yet doom
Let us navigate the maze
Exiting with Caws and Brays
For more than ten years Acrostic Poetry has been both a tool and a toy to me. Within its limitations there are unending possibilities.
Today I took a minimalist approach. What’s the smallest couplet? Two words. Is it possible to create a triple acrostic with each line a two-word couplet? Let’s see what happens when we try.
Canned Reprim&. Hierarchic Antarctic. Elysia Indonesia. Correctional Sectional. K-Rational Encyclical.
Is the use of the ampersand cheating? No, especially not nowadays. Number/symbol shorthand has been around 4ever.
Is this Poetry? Of course it is. Ten words will take an agile mind gliding into new associations–“canned reprimand” is relevant in this age of e-mail blasts, for instance–and both the heaven of Elysia and the cold hell of Antarctica are referenced. And what is an Encyclical but an all-encompassing discussion? Let’s dole it out in K-Rations to make it palatable to the soldiers of knowledge. (That’s a K-rationalization if ever there was one.)
Above all, the value of this little exploration is its newness. Certainly there are better triple-acrosticized couplets waiting to be invented (discovered?)–there may even be a QUADRUPLE-acrosticized beast, with more apt associations leading to greater insights regarding the sentient condition. I invite sentient beings, human and otherwise, to create them or to find them. Just give ol’ Johnny Acrostiseed here an acknowledging nod if you do, please. 🙂
I have owned cats, and cats have owned me. I have loved women with cats, and in every instance I have loved their cats. It cannot be otherwise.
infinitie cat
insatiable creature quells the cynic
neonifies the photons to actinic
for kicks conducts an effortlessness clinic
if frisky, what a fresh bouquet of freesia
no jumps through hoops would ever so much please ya
it’s just rare times you’d wish milk of amnesia
this friendly foe’s st. francis and iscariot
it’s sometimes motel 6, sometimes the marriott
each trip though’s on a cosmic-powered chariot
This one is silly, begun under influence of pain meds and finished in haste. But some fun is here to be had.
oy
odd malarkey
oligarchy
what to do
when to end
hatred trend
act or no
time to go
Crick? Knack? Paddy Whack? What kind of world is this, that nonsense rhymes should stick in our heads from infancy to decrepitude? A QUIRKY one, THAT’s what kind. And so let’s include Roald Dahl, the King of Quirk.
Crick (Paddy Whack) Knack
Climbing upward in the murk
Roald Dahl in leather jerkin
In for abracadabra’d Tea
Catch a handcuffed BBC
Knowing, click to Reykjavik
Fans of late-twentieth-century Reader’s Digest will remember a series of articles told from the point of view of various organs of a middle-aged patient named Joe: “I Am Joe’s Spleen,” “I Am Joe’s Bladder,” etcetera. Sly reference to the series was made in the movie Fight Club as well. So here is late-middle-aged patient Gary’s Brain.
Gary needs to get his head examined. But in order for that to happen, a specialist must order the imaging. And, indeed, that was done on July 1st. But then the order needs to be placed by the doctor’s office with the imaging firm. That was NOT done till quite late in the afternoon of July 5th. The imaging company did not receive the order till yesterday, Monday the 8th. And as of now, though an appointment was made of this morning for the Magnetic Resonance Imaging session, since my insurance company has not authorized the session, the appointment was set aside, “pending authorization.”
Gary’s Brain
Growth appears–rub-a-dub-dub
Get it while it’s just a nub
Auth required? I say thee Yarr
Action needed? Har har har
Rigatoni and lasagna
Rest assured you’ll get some on ya
You WON’T see me aujourd’hui
‘S UNFAIR–red tape Soup Tureen
Notice that in the illustration the next-to-last line is left out. I forgot to put it in before I scanned it. I think I may have Brain Problems.
window facets
when you have driven off a cliff
it serves no need to quench your spliff
a now-soon-ending story arc
dissolves to next scene: flaming barque
oh, lap-dissolve may make a mess
it wows the yokels nonetheless
A fuller title would be “icad xxxviii: pane full/sens less/onward & expert” but it’s panefull enough as it is.
No transcription for this one, Friends. It would create more confusion than resolution. The words are mostly there for their visual impact.
After I finished the inked work, I got the whim to take a pastel pencil to it and so there are hearts and a would-be creator thinking of yet another heart. Part of the glory of the Index Card A Day project is the testing-ground aspect: you tend to not worry about trying and failing, since they’re just cheap index cards, and so you follow your nose more fearlessly, and either succeed or learn something or (as in this case) semi-succeed AND learn something. I think I learned that it can work with a lot more practice.
