Gushing garish grin greets God’s playhouse
Enthusiastic thrust roars cacophony chorus
Onyx walls leer clown mouth, splash pounce
Mountain morose bellows waterfall raucous
Forceful pools swirl, gentle raptor glide
Cyclonic claws tug a dunked daredevil
Pop up toast, poured tea tropical slide
Drop dagger deluge, strange fish swivel
Trapped in green marble pummel frigid
Tap of gurgling bubbles bores odsidian
Eye to eye with cruel cassowary, my inquiry
Why chase your young away, are you afraid?
Aghast grips his cobalt throat, furnace fiery
Answer slips from stone, thrown to cascade
4th July
Forceful Judge
Categories:
cassowary, adventure, anti bullying, bird,
Form: Rhyme
My bill you can't forget
My feet always wet
Hodge-podge of many likes
Walker of many sikes
My stork or cassowary-like body
My wide wings flapping steady
Legs trekking from Sudan to Zambia
My feet spanning like a tortilla
I can play hide and seek
I'm soft-spoken and meek
Chasing my prey with my bill digger
Coughing like a jack hammer
Three decades I can survive
Sounds I can create to jive
Please be careful with my heart
Yours I don't want to break apart
I only look like a shoe
Bigger than a shrew...
A bird!
Categories:
cassowary, bird,
Form: Rhyme
We begin the zoom call
I only look at myself
Most of me is taken up
With the bedroom window
I imagine a large
Serpentine creature
Of folklore at the window
That only I can see
I imagine a cassowary
At the window next
Then some boiled nudes
A Texas blind salamander
Without the moon
There would be no nighttime
There are some the size
Of washing machines
A friend sends me a message
He doesn't believe in spacewalks
He believes in three days at the gym
Followed by loud reading
Categories:
cassowary, humorous,
Form: Free verse
if i could
be a bird
i'd be
a cassowary
without
worries
that i
can't
fly
what are
these things
called wings
Categories:
cassowary, muse,
Form: I do not know?
World War 3
And now as the generation that remembers how bloody
a world war is, and how many millions suffered and died,
is forgotten a distant past and again the black winged
Bird of war is flapping its wings.
I will go to Papua New Guinea, buy a big piece of forest
and plant more trees when needed, I will keep pigs that
soon will be wild and invite people to kill them with a bow
and arrow. I pig head on the wall and a trophy wife in
the bed, idiots will pay a lot for that.
By preserving the forest, I will help save the world from
carbon emission, if it is not too late and the world cannot be
saved from the colossus NATO and those with no memory
who get excited by demagogues and are ready to make
the wrong decision and eradicate them.
I will also keep cassowary as pets, but not indoors as they
do crap a lot, and like to sleep in your bed.
I will sit here and wait till radio signals are silent and I know
War is over, and the world far away is a smoking ruin
Incinerated bibliotheca, obliterated literature and we shall
not know about our short but illustrious time on earth.
Categories:
cassowary, war, , literature,
Form: Blank verse
I am at my very beginning old shelter,
Yet I feel very lonely,
Is it something which missed my heart?
Churn'd my smooth heart.
I am like a cassowary bird
Chunk'd from flying.
I lay down on my cot with closed eyes,
Yet a pair of twinkling eyes never leave me,
Is it something which missed my heart?
Oh I yearn for you.
A home to my heart is far away
As if vanished in the deep blue sea.
I tried to sit and write,
Yet a speed calligraphic hand crossed my mind,
Is it something which missed my heart?
I knew my future lays await.
Someone who is waiting for my homecoming
Whose in his heart is my home.
Categories:
cassowary, heart,
Form: Verse
I saw a big bird today at a local zoo.
Its habitat is akin to that of a kangaroo.
It was glaring at all as if to say,
"Okay! I saw all, now go away!"
Its digits can agonizingly kick,
As if hit by a ton of brick!
It is not a darling bird at all,
And I cannot stand its blaring call!
I know nothing of its ornithological stock.
I do know it's too big to fry in an Asian wok!
I was at a loss as I stood stroking jaw.
Was it an ostrich or a cassowary that I saw?
I can't think of anything worthy for that bird to say,
So I shall lay down ballpoint and call it a day!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
First Place In Nikko Palmario's "Without U & ME" Contest' - July 2010
PS: This was a contest where the use of the letters E, M & U was prohibited.
The bird I spoke of was the EMU!
Categories:
cassowary, funnybird, bird,
Form: Rhyme