*Image of Presentation on Three Stooges by Coshocton Tribune.
Curly and Shemp
*Jerome Lester Horwitz,
often dimmer than your wits,
famously known as Curly Howard, one of the three stooges,
his slapstick comedy split our sober from laughter like being in centrifuges.
*Samuel Horwitz,
a mind filled crackers, no ritz,
Lithuanian Jewish mom says "Sam" with her accent came out "Shemp",
like the original three, ad-libbing and wisecracks, **filled baby bro's shoes as his temp.
*Five brothers; Irving, Benjamin, Samuel (Shmuel), Moses (Moe), Jerome (Curly)
**Curly's ill-fated stroke caused Shemp to return as his original stooge self or Moe and Larry comedy series would have ended.
2021 September 29
*2nd Place*
Clerihew 2
~~Joseph May: Judged 2021 October 29
The Three Stooges
Shoulder to sturdy shoulder
solid white workhorses
soak, whirl and twirl
water whooshing
suds slushing
Gleaming metal centrifuges
tumble, toss and turn stiff rags
their wild ride ended
~ soft now, they're tossed in a bag
Saturn dreams reveal her secrets; icy rings speak as I ride her carousel. In the frigid playground called space; intense friction, centrifugal force builds spinning marbles in a dark void, support one another. God gave secrets to Enoch, now each planet, confirms in dreams, what Enoch knew. I ride the rings but, feel no chill; souls need no coat; Enochian wisdom; miraculous secrets.
Planets dance around,
Celebrating joyfully;
Never bored with life.
Your synaesthesia danced the air, my feet the floor
And bounced again and with a scream and more
I fell down to my knees and screeched my dance
Against walls and unseen windows without a glance
Beyond the yearning to charm public I cannot see
Your tone atonal to my shins and knees
In utter up-tempo perspiration centrifuges tears...
Music intrusive within my skull burst wide
So many visions and words floating inside
I need to be where once I used to be
Your style misunderstood, they did forget
My mind remembers, if my body would let
Me dance your dance instead of forging dreams
I sob in silence, bursting at the seams
Tears immersing in this endless agonizing sea
But with eyes closed my feet are at will
My dreams rule, my body in this bed lies still
You blended genius with near untimely sin,
Alexander Scriabin...
***
February 13, 2017
It burrows deeper in the covert
recess of pain, shunning violence of light :
the epicenter of Armageddon,
giving collective death to providence
in a proxy war.
The collasal gossip rests on the river of ashes,
deflects the incredible starved children –
wind blown without geysers, dripping in sweat,
licking the salt lake of damnation.
Cutthroats will come shortly.
Centrifuges are churning uranium in underground
tunnels.Myopia was increasing. In
another garrison germ warfare was getting a shot.
Choked off I still carried the holistic style.
A blockade was sending the sleepers.
Inheritance of lean arms but brave wants,
bares it all.
SATISH VERMA
It burrows deeper in the covert
recess of pain, shunning violence of light :
the epicenter of Armageddon,
giving collective death to providence
in a proxy war.
The collasal gossip rests on the river of ashes,
deflects the incredible starved children –
wind blown without geysers, dripping in sweat,
licking the salt lake of damnation.
Cutthroats will come shortly.
Centrifuges are churning uranium in underground
tunnels.Myopia was increasing. In
another garrison germ warfare was getting a shot.
Choked off I still carried the holistic style.
A blockade was sending the sleepers.
Inheritance of lean arms but brave wants,
bares it all.
SATISH VERMA