On Saturday past I recalled the joy of watching a Marmoset frolicing about the foliage at a jungle river, complete with manatee so graceful in the water beneath a little bridge in a special animal house at the zoo in Pittsburgh, PA. Words came bouncing out and I began to write a poem. They blending into memory of a work by Dorian McGowan of Edward Lear's poem (see below).
It resulted in a card including the poem I wrote, with a marmoset, flashing paint brushes for Dorian who is recovering from a broken hip, a nasty trick of hidden ice of that deceptive season of Winter). The Poem follows in a a more readable form. Do know that as in all fantasy, you can be me, a monkey, a tree, where today is tomorrow & tomorrow is yesterday . . .
A diddly poem for the
artist owl, a graceful angel and a sacred yellow cat
O dear dear cuddly
marmoset
So fun to watch your merman
dance
Tumbling rumbling in
the sea
Holding, boiling,
roiling laughter back
to keep the fish at bay
Spitting suds and bubbles
Jumping upon the
cockleshells
Angry barnacles
breathed back
Sticking out their
feathery tongues
Begging, yelling with
watery spleen
“N’er err to dare come back!”
seething seashell venom
in twisted greenly
crackly wrack
They sailed off in briny
oyster shell
With oar of runcible spoon
An owl and cat in
primate gowns
Pretending dreams of
silvery moons
Laughing gulls and
crooning loons
A day, a night a wild
cold tale
A chocolate bar of joy to
share
in champagne bath of
glee
Invincible we think all
hope
Forever and a day
Thank you for making our cloudy Tuesday shine.
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