Fireworks now -- oohs, aahs, wows
Back then, musket shots in glens
Parades now -- amusing attractions
Back then, soldiers in traction
Population now -- hundreds of millions
Population then, 2,500 -- a dozen cotillions
Documents then -- Declaration of Independence
Documents now -- Trillion-dollar Amendments
Categories:
cotillions, history, independence day,
Form: Couplet
We have them talking fireflies back home in the Piney Woods. They talk as sure as I'm talking to you now. They also laugh, and sing, and make love. And they ride these little horses. On full moons they have cotillions, and fireflies come from as far away as El Paso. They light up the bayou all the way to Lake Pontchartrain. They put on a good rodeo too. And they ride these little horses.
Categories:
cotillions, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
hobo artists
share frowns
of
fortune.
hands give chaperon
harems to accelerate
truant arousal.
postscripts bargain ordeal,
casualties
fatalities
blossom hymns,
paying tribute to jagged wreaths.
and
bolero cotillions
applaud javelin
apparitions.
Categories:
cotillions, angst
Form: Free verse