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Duck - an ode (Other) by zodiac
[for blindpoetry:] "Write up aids and ducks, wait... OH MY GOD... write about ducks with aids..." - horus8 It’s odd how on this snowy morning I’m given a dying bird as a figure. It shows the humor of things, if not the intent. A crow wouldn’t have stopped me; but a duck, stiffened, scratching duck angels in the thin snow In an empty corner of Trafalgar Square at dawn – that’s inspired. So I watch, thinking I’ve never seen the process itself, just the effect. At the last moment is there white light spiraled weightless as down into the air - is it enough to believe in? I wouldn’t know From experience. So, duck: today your loss is my gain. You’ll die of a sick heart, of AIDS, with your two wrists slit, me looking on. It’s hardly fair, I’m sure. But then we all die under crosses which other, less-gentle hands have made – And I suspect by the time you’re aware of my burden, you’ll be halfway to decayed.

Up the ladder: I Think Of
Down the ladder: Sugar Coating

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Arithmetic Mean: 8.545455
Weighted score: 6.7727275
Overall Rank: 440
Posted: January 19, 2004 8:07 PM PST; Last modified: February 5, 2004 1:56 PM PST
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[n/a] zodiac @ 67.240.155.233 | 5-Feb-04/10:50 AM | Reply
Yeah, I posted over another poem again. This one has rhyme too. They all do.
[8] NanceXToo @ 24.229.216.168 | 5-Feb-04/2:33 PM | Reply
This is not up to par with the other stuff i've read of yours, but then again, it did accomplish what I see it was meant to, and you did give it your own unique twist. Cute.
[n/a] zodiac @ 67.240.155.58 > NanceXToo | 5-Feb-04/2:42 PM | Reply
Not up to par?! This is the best (or maybe second best) thing I've written ever, not to mention that I've posted on this site! And the rhyme, as they say, is fuckin ace! I haven't been cocky in my self-promotion here, but Jesus - I'd just like to see you make more than a one-line commentary on this. Where should one word of this have been changed? Where could another idea be crammed in?? I spent a whole drunk morning caressing this to orgasm. You gave "Something's gone wrong" a 9 and this an 8??? I really hope you come back to it after making your rounds. And see that -=DA=- doesn't catch you on your way. He digs the uniform.
[10] <{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.126.116.54 | 5-Feb-04/4:59 PM | Reply
I'm sorry, but this hilarious, and really weird in a sort of a surreal dramatic way? huh... well, you certainly surprised me, I was wondering, I'm starting a publishing company, and I'd be interested in publishing your work, please e mail me for further information. horus8j@yahoo.com
Thankyou.
[n/a] zodiac @ 67.240.211.63 > <{Baba^Yaga}> | 5-Feb-04/6:36 PM | Reply
"I'm starting a publishing company, and I'd be interested in publishing" - will you wait and publish me posthumously? it's better for both of us that way.
[10] <{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.126.116.54 > zodiac | 5-Feb-04/7:54 PM | Reply
certainly.
[10] <{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.126.116.54 > zodiac | 5-Feb-04/7:54 PM | Reply
see you then.
[n/a] zodiac @ 67.240.192.193 > <{Baba^Yaga}> | 5-Feb-04/9:17 PM | Reply
I'm afraid I wasn't very up to the topic, the duck only metaphorically having AIDS (which is certainly cheating) and there no being mighty armada of ducks led by Sir Drake himself against perpetrators of injustice on ducks everywhere. You must feel pretty disappointed so far. But I am only a messenger, sent to bring word of a better duck poetry to come, a colossal messianic duck poem whose slitted ankles (or wrists) I am not fit to gaze upon. Repent! Cover ye with sackcloth and beat ye with chains, for that glorious purging day is nigh!

Why don't you email me? captain_zodiac@hotmail.com.
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