Thursday, 15 May 2008

The Secret Key to Poetry


Poetry is a brick wall with a door that must be drawn in poetry chalk
The key to the door must be carved from the spine of a Stegosaurus
Secret handshakes and passwords are passed along in dreams
Dance steps required to enter: tango, hip-hop, waltz, ballet, belly dance, and the Sufi spin
In that order
Musical meters are a must: syncopation, adagio, saxophone improvisations, and country western
Mandatory forays into Virulent Villanelles, Shyster Sestinas, and Non-Returnable Nonnets. Eco-Haiku and High-Strung Haibun will not do.
Should you fulfill these requirements you may stand on line at the door. Yes that line. The one drawn in chalk.

1 comment:

  1. Well, Deb, I donta gotta nomo poetry...
    I do gotta some mean Noo Yawk accent:

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    you Upstairs into Ntimacy✖️ponential, you will
    find a liberating stimulus in which God has no
    political affiliation in Her ♾ dimension:

    After Rapture/Wedding Feast’n 007th Heaven,
    I wonder if you’d like do this with me forever -
    exploring the universe board my spacecraft??
    This2 🏎➕✍️➕🧨 this2 πŸ•Ή➖πŸ‘Ύ➖
    πŸ‘½➖πŸ’€ this2 πŸ‘™➕🧴➕🏝 this2🎒
    ➕πŸ”« ➕🏰➕πŸƒwithout πŸ•³πŸ§»πŸ”¦ ??

    Wanna follow this crazYoung zealot??
    Follow this sinner to the starry sky, lil1:
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    Cya soon, ya gorgeous wildflower you...

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