Saturday, June 23, 2007

Saturday’s Ghosts

Well, now it’s Saturday.
The long neck ghosts aren’t rowdy
punching holes in the walls of my head,
but they did wake me up talking about:
pine trees chewing on the chin of the sun,
egg rolls swabbing tongues with duck sauce,
a Texas Hold-Em game that held me up.
Their chit-chat of Friday’s antics make me
determined to give their pop-top cousins
something to talk about in the morning.

17 comments:

polona said...

ha! another great one, pat!
(now you made me thirsty)

Katie McKenna said...

funny! :)

C said...

I want waffles now.

Masago said...

What an image, now I'm hungry.

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

"pine trees chewing on the chin of the sun"
I absolutely love that line!

Janice Thomson said...

You do have a way with imagery Pat!

sage said...

Saturday morning, those long necks are all now fallen soldiers...

Lainey said...

I wanna!

great description of a saturday morning!

I bet the lake is beautiful!

floots said...

sounds like a good weekend
cheers

Don Iannone said...

Really a good one, Pat. Hope you are well.

Rax said...

another tasty treat. good thing no hangovers. im drooling at those egg rolls.

Pris said...

I like:-)

disillussioned_me said...

hey! beautifully described...

tamie said...

j. andrew already said it, but i must agree: pine trees chewing on the chin of the sun" is a wonderful line. thank you for pouring this poem into the ether!

gel (emerald eyes) said...

Enjoyed- great images
"pine trees chewing on the chin of sun,/egg rolls swabbing tongues"-
also smiled at the two poems below
Enjoy your weekend!

gautami tripathy said...

I like the last three lines.

tongue in cheek said...

I love what you do when you do it like this...words that slide down!