Man in local park committed for mental instability

[Brownlie]

I butchered the west wind.
Mentioning it when the sunset fell behind some office-building glass,
I shuddered the decrepit book leave fragments,
uttering the banal passages,
sucking air and lingering on the syllables,
acting like a damn vampiric actor dying a slow, Bela Lugosi death
 
After a couple days of abstinence,
there’s nothing more sublime than the dawn of humankind.
The dead, spectral Lycidas or a fruit-bearing asp, like an unwashed bowl plagued by fruit flies,
popped by saying, “once again butcher the west wind.”
The apostrophe comes out like a mucous-backed rasp.
 
The sunset, like an unsteady orange hastily scribbled from a sloppy hand,
The afterimage of the sun contributes to the tearful ode.
“Carry me o west wind. God must be the Brundle Fly.”
 
My vegetable love for this, the passionate word, had filled me at this point.
Dandruff, like the powder from a wig,
may fall before a day is done.
Therefore, jam a wet tongue kiss into the west wind.
Never mind the snickering children or the gathering crowd,
just keep tonguing the air and maybe warble up some mosquitoes.

[ellajam]

An interesting read, Brownlie. This image keeps flickering in my mind:

"The sunset, like an unsteady orange hastily scribbled from a sloppy hand,
The afterimage of the sun contributes to the tearful ode.
“Carry me o west wind. God must be the Brundle Fly.” "

The title as headline works well for this, vivid, thanks for the read.

[Brownlie]

An interesting read, Brownlie. This image keeps flickering in my mind:

"The sunset, like an unsteady orange hastily scribbled from a sloppy hand,
The afterimage of the sun contributes to the tearful ode.
“Carry me o west wind. God must be the Brundle Fly.” "

The title as headline works well for this, vivid, thanks for the read.

Lol. Thanks for looking at it.

[Erthona]

Interesting poem. It takes more from Lycidas than just "I com to pluck your Berries harsh and crude" such as "Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year." I must assume this elegy influenced this poem to some degree.

“My Vegetable Love” is a reference to Marvell’s “To His Coy Mistress.” For most it connotes as a sexual reference. Which is born out by what follows, " the passionate word, had filled me at this point." Once one knows that "Vegetable Love" references vegetables shaped like the human male penis, things all fall into place.

There are multiple allusions in this clever poem.

Nice job,


dale

[Brownlie]

Interesting poem. It takes more from Lycidas than just "I com to pluck your Berries harsh and crude" such as "Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year." I must assume this elegy influenced this poem to some degree.

“My Vegetable Love” is a reference to Marvell’s “To His Coy Mistress.” For most it connotes as a sexual reference. Which is born out by what follows, " the passionate word, had filled me at this point." Once one knows that "Vegetable Love" references vegetables shaped like the human male penis, things all fall into place.

There are multiple allusions in this clever poem.

Nice job,


dale

Thanks.