who slept on a bed of nails,
a messiah dog
if you will.
He preached to his choir
of bitches. Of course
they were barking up
the wrong tree.
Their hackneyed messiah
howled to the moon,
and scratched himself.A J Ponder
ok this one has been on hold for a very long time - because it's not exactly my style. But what the heck - pretty busy at the moment gotta keep on moving - anyway I've got a wolf poem that's a bit complicated that I'm working on - so hopefully that will be ready by next week :)
Cheers people and for some great poetry both new and old don't forget to check out the Tuesday Hub
Also for a puzzle that's likely to turn your brain inside out why not try "a little morsel of Immortality" by Zireaux
A.J. Ponder's work is available through Rona Gallery, Amazon, and good Wellington bookstores
I'm not sure what on earth this is about, AJ, but it is entertaining.
ReplyDeleteRead into it what you will - it's a bit of a generic - something about people rabidly following "leaders" who put on a bit of a show but only pretend to represent anybodies interests but their own...
DeleteI like the idea of a hackneyed messiah preaching to his bitches. This made me smile.
DeleteI love the choir of bitches...Were the spots from the bed of nails? It's cool!
ReplyDeleteCheers, - Kinda - after all a leopard can't change it's spots - but some of these con artists change their spots every day ;)
DeleteVery charismatic, Alicia - the messianic dog and his choir of bitches! Love it ; )
ReplyDeleteThanks Claire, charismatic! perfect ;)
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