Thursday, May 17, 2007

Alphabet Rust

Like old “Buk”
I’m looking for the perfect poem,
one that captures the birth of a world
in the dot above the “i”.

Of course, if I found it
I’d be done, and have no need
for metaphors kept in zip lock bags,
nor synonyms in a screw top jar.

All my boxes of “a’s” and “e’s”,
separated from the “t’s” and “q’s”,
have no value as alphabet rust, only
strung together are there threads to read.


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15 comments:

written voize said...

...this was a fun read, I enjoy this piece as well.

mikaelah said...

if you are looking for the perfect poem it seems to me it is always the one hot off your pen. and I love rust...and have never seen alphabet rust until you described it for me...and made me see it just to read your words.

sage said...

good one--want to clean up and organize my shop?

Katie McKenna said...

giggling... thinking Vanna White of poetry!

polona said...

so true, pat, so true...
love it!!

floots said...

so true
but i guess we need to keep looking

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

wise man :)

Wanda said...

I liked this one...you get an "A"

cocaine jesus said...

time for you to leave the construction industry far behind and concentrate more on the part time job!
great stuff mate.

Janice Thomson said...

Yes I quite like this Pat...how very true.

boulies said...

Pat, There is so much truth to this, and so well and artfully put.

Masago said...

Well done. You've inspired me to go out re-supply my own inventory of letters.

gautami tripathy said...

Sometimes it does feel that way..:D

bre32 said...

enjoyable...Keep searching, The words will come.

dsnake1 said...

fun.

hey, i wrote a poem without "e's".