We observe
We gasp in anticipation
What is this, a chicken bone, a Ferrari, a bee? Why do they even belong here?
Revelation flashes by like a cottage cheese comment
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! I do learn much Karma Kreulu.
Categories:
dingle, angst, riddle,
Form: I do not know?
You've trained for years
make a living slinging a metal ball into the air
earned your way into the Olympics
fed in part by charity,,,
just to perch upon a podium of malcontent
crap on the flag that held your dreams aloft
like a magic carpet above the fires of life
while you raise your ungrateful fist..
You don't represent anything but hate,,,
I'll be rooting for the communist.
Categories:
dingle, abuse,
Form: Epic
Twas New Year’s Eve down in the Dingle
Elves and goblins began to mingle
With the gnomes and sprites
In tinselly tights
Each one claiming that they are single
Gnome-made punch from wild mushroom and berry
Made the goblins unusually merry
Then the elves and sprites
Got as high as kites
And on top of each tree was a fairy
New day dawns down in Dingley Dell
End of old era told by a knell
Head gnome issues a call
“Health and happiness: all”
“But for God’s sake stop ringing that bell!”
Categories:
dingle, fantasy,
Form: Limerick
Dingle, Ireland
The bathroom carpet,
wall to wall, is blue,
the lightest blue,
to complement
the bowl and ceiling.
Apropos the moment:
I bend the waist
and heave the gristle
from last evening's steak.
Tomorrow I shall row again
to see those ancient men
in caps and coveralls
stand like statues
while they talk
and tap gold embers
now and then
from clay pipes
forever glowing.
I'll go there
at the dinner hour
and see them once again
fork potatoes,
whole and steaming,
from big kettles filled
at dawn by crones
forever kerchiefed
and forever bent.
At dawn you hear
the women
like a choir
sing their hymns
a cappella
as they genuflect and dip
big black kettles
in the sometimes still
sometimes foaming sea.
Donal Mahoney
Categories:
dingle, places
Form: Free verse