Heaven’s droppings, or: First impressions

Blank verse

My favorites are the free birds that - well,
you know... You know? Whereas I'm all like, 'How
do I stick a whatsit into the round
binkadink, wrapped in floojipples? Maybe
a shibboing would do it?' I'm amazed that
some of those splendid creatures don't get much
attention, or sometimes are dismissed as
colorless. Sure, their plumes lack the glossy
sheen of kept pets in shiny cages, but,
really, they should all be spreading their wings-
-whoosh- up- past the- -swish- into loop-de-loops,
soaring into spins through -zip- -zoom- with me
holding on for dear life, thick emotions
coursing / heart pounding / anticipating -
more, more, give me more -please- of that raw worm
you're chewing up with such gusto, relish,
perhaps, for a hotdog. I'd gladly be
a swine, rooting at the rank, wet guano
they casually drop from the heavens.

d’Verse Open Link Night

For OLN at d’Verse, I’d like to share this blank verse poem I wrote one year ago in Dec. ’21.

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

36 thoughts on “Heaven’s droppings, or: First impressions”

  1. Lol, I get the feeling of a strong “love-lovelessness, lovey dovey ” for these people-bombing diving birds.
    Sandwich stealers
    binkadink (sounds hilarious)
    Full of versatility, carefree monogomous
    Fresh and salt water consumer
    Shibboing boing boing.

      1. ๐Ÿ˜Š, thatโ€™s right, a giggle or a smile with a laugh in between; these are the raw materials and ingredients of a wonderful prayer recipe.๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜‚

  2. I adored the diction and the descriptions, the funny words that you included are especially dear to me because I could recognize myself talking like that, day to day, about several things.

  3. I think a shibboing would definitely do it, good sir! ๐Ÿ˜€ This reminds me of a classmate who had bullied me for years. On our senior trip to an amusement park near Salt Lake City, Utah (where there’s a healthy sea gull population), this bully crawled off the bus and was immediately splattered on the head with sea gull droppings. It was exquisite revenge from the heavens for all those years of being bullied by this guy. So, this poem brings back happy memories for me! ๐Ÿ˜€

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