Long Octopus Poems
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Though devoid of life; its scales still shine, shimmer,
that one could still imagine the fish, swimming,
Freely, with others, in the deep blue ocean.
Partitioned from the octopus, crabs, mussels
by rows of garish bright green plastic parsley
one bright eye stares up at me from crushed ice bed.
A jolly fisherman in lilting Irish
lauds the virtue of his last remaining catch;
almighty value, at just eight bucks a pound!
"Or six" I hear a distant person holler
In hope of taking home a late-day bargain
A spiky smile breaks the salt-cracked fisher's face.
Early bed, he wants; to dream of land, not sea
one month, he's been away from wife and mother.
"Ten I'll give," I say to his and my surprise.
One bright eye stares up at me from shiny plate.
Though devoid of life; it questions my wisdom
me too, as I google "how to cook a fish."
Dear humans,
I am an octopus and I’m unhappy with how you humans think you’re so great.
You might say I have a bone to pick with you…
which would be true if I weren’t an invertebrate.
I want you to know I am more than just a cephalopod
with 8 tentacles who spits out a little ink
for I too have a brain, in fact with nine of them…
and I am much smarter than you think
I have learned to use different tools and I solve problems too
and what if all those times you think you’re watching me…
I’ve been watching you.
You humans think with your one heart you’re as loving as can be…
Well think again mere humans…for every octopus has three.
So the next time you’re feeling superior…
the next time you think that you’re so great
remember…most animals in the world live in the ocean…
and most, like me, are invertebrates.
Please do not lament these facts…
do not become a sourpuss…
I’m sure you have some good qualities too…
Sincerely,
The Octopus
P. S. I know you’re proud of your ability to write…
and to be fair I think that’s great
but in the time it takes you to write one letter…
I’ve already written eight!
In hushed whispers, Mariners told stories,
Of a octopus like cephalopod creature;
With a tentacled beak and jet thrust power,
A creature as long as a school bus.
Scientists dismissed all this as just myth,
But they did admit that there may be;
Giant creatures roaming the dark, deep oceans,
However in 2007 one was netted.
The New Zealand trawler San Aspiring,
Fishing in the Ross Sea of Antarctica;
Netted something, 34 feet long, 1000 pounds,
A giant monster, it was a colossal squid.
But more amazing was that this female,
Was considered a comparative midget;
Colossal Squids can grown to 46 feet long,
They are the largest creatures on Earth.
Having the biggest eyes of any other animal,
The size of basketballs with huge pupils;
Also, it is said that they are highly aggressive,
Even attacking predators like Sperm Whales.
Gouges and battle scars on whales, unexplained,
The gigantic female, in a lab somewhere, frozen.
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August 21, 2015
Verse
For the contest, Giant Animals
Honorable Mention
It’s getting harder to look the other way
While paused at traffic lights
Just down the road from my own driveway
The haggard-faced algorithms jostling all four corners
Stabbing to death the last of the flowers
With their prickly weeds of guns and elbows
These Zealots Deniers and Illiterate
First in red hats
But make no doubt, after that
And after QAnon
There’ll be another more sinister smarter
Monolith
Cranking these poor believers in their backs
Winding them up
To overwhelm the fewer of us left
So forward they march
Hands grabbing
At our rolled up windows for their coins of “lost” rights
“May God Bless You”
The Trojan Horse with radios blaring
I’m the only one here nervously singing to myself
It’s but the opening line
Before they skin then burn
You and me
Alive
Like when the Christian mobs
Stormed Hypatia’s home in Alexandria
Dragged her out
Pulled her limbs apart
As if her liberal institutions
Of math science literature and philosophy
Were an Octopus of the Divine
Elite blame
For the people who’ve been left behind
She was shocked and you’ll be sorry.
I roar home on the wheels of the Four Philosophers
Who fled to Greece after the murder of Hypatia
Seeking a last haven for civilization
Yet no one heard from them again.
A certain wannabe Caesar
Was pleased with his minions
But of course he became the last
As they rose for him as well.
In my case
Garage door up garage door down
Sit on the couch
TV blasting the click bait Right Wing howls
“If it’s complicated it’s a trick on you!”
Indeed
The Earth will burn down by 2040
And a new Dark Age will overtake us all.
A friend sang my praise,
All these he put in place:
There is(he said), a river
flowing in pride:
The sun taking her on ride.
Smiling always was the
river,
As all wishes the sun gives
her.
Within the river lurks
variant aquatics:
Jellies,Octopus,sharks and
wasted mass,light and thick.
There came a
boat,measuring her path:
Hunting for the virtues
lurking in her.
The owner of the boat
threw in his hook,
Ready to withdraw many
virtue.
And the river willingly gave
out her offspring,
While the boat's owner
mercy sing.
Then he related it to me:
You're the river(said he),
Whose pride lodge be.
The aquatics lurking within
you,
Are the human lifting
virtues-
Wits,wisdom,prophecy and
love,
Honour,Humility that did
pride shove.
The boat measuring your
path,
Are maidens of diverse arts.
Seeking treasures from the
Lions_den:
Beseeching you to be their
friend.
And then you accept their
offer,
For in all traits you differs.
And then they throw their
question which is their
hook,
Fishing consciously the
virtues.
And those are his words.
17:22:17:17:13
Sunny yellow straw hats with ribbons and bows,
Butterflies that shine when the full moon glows,
Feather cushions scattered of bright pink and blue,
Buttercups and daises have such a magnificent hue,
The above are my dreams as I think of you.
Chocolates, candy and rainbow-colored gummies,
Fill us up and says no more for you to our tummies,
Kittens that meow and cuddly puppies that bark,
Make me want to take off and fly and sing as a lark,
The above are my dreams as I think of you.
Warm gloves, beanies and scarves knitted by granny,
Keep me warm in winter as I’m told by nanny,
The brilliant green lawn is such fun to roll on,
Maxine visited France brought me yummy bonbons.
The above are my dreams as I think of you.
If I’m ever really feeling lonely or sad,
I walk to the bottom of the garden,
Our password, I beg your pardon,
I visit Maxine, and I don’t feel so bad.
Jelly like silkworms spin golden threads,
I have a clown who is funny, we are good friends,
Wish I had a teddy bear sister, must be able to walk,
But God please give her a voice, so we can talk,
The above are my dreams as I think of you.
I would really like to visit the moon or maybe mars,
And take a space ride in the galaxy among the stars,
Or dive deep down into the sea, shake all the eight,
Tentacles of an octopus and take a selfie on that date,
The above are my dreams as I think of you.
Maxine, may we play magic, could you take me to your land,
Not for keeps, I think that would be so grand,
Maxine whispered your parents would ever so sad,
Give it some thought, just a tad, rather stay in your own pad,
The above are my dreams as I think of you.
If I’m ever feeling lonely or sad,
I walk to the bottom of the garden,
Our password, I beg your pardon,
I visit Maxine and don’t feel so bad.
Octopus arm
circumventing mind
reaching soul
through media
lulled eyes
dreaming sex appeal
and riches
sleeping at a wheel
pulled by strings.
Women in clothes
designed to reveal
layers of make up
to conceal
with strength of men
fighting to gain rights
a life to abort
without a thought
as an object exploited.
Men likewise
in satin attire
urged to be feminine
when they know they are not
hiding grief
passing baton on
octopus lies
not daring resist.
Arise from the dust
with an eagle flight
shake off the snake
into the flame and shout:
We are not afraid
we are men and women of faith!
Love means
Never having to say
I am afraid.
Tenth Place: Brian Strand-All Yours-1/18/21
Ninth Place: Lewis Raynes- Modern Vanity-7/23/17
Annabelle Albatross’s amazing aquatics astound audiences at Atlantic airshows.
Bill Beaver’s barrel-rolling barely bumps bobbing buoys.
Crustaceans crowd cramped coves. Charlie Crab cowers, camouflaged creatively.
Dennis Dolphin dives deeply dragging down desirable delicacies.
Elegant electric eels electrify everything. Edgar Eel eats extensively.
Fancy Fanny Flounder flaunts fluorescent fins.
Gigantic gems glisten, giving George Guppy giggles.
Henrietta Hippo holds hands harmoniously hugging Henry Hippo.
Isabella Ibis is inching inland. Infant Iris Ibex idles indoors.
Jeremiah Jellyfish jests joyfully. Juvenile jellyfish join Jeremiah.
Kibitzing Kingfishers keep kids kicking. Katy Kingfisher knits knickerbockers.
Luminescent ladybugs land lightly. Light-hearted, lily-white lizards lounge leisurely.
Many manatee move marvelously, making mini musical masterpieces.
Noone notices ninety needlefish nestled neatly near nets.
Oscar Octopus ogles Ophelia Octopus openly. Ophelia observes Oscar’s oddities.
Pretty Penny Platypus playfully poses.
Quirky Quincy Quail quickly quits quacking.
Racy Rhonda Rattlesnake ran races ‘round round racetracks.
Sassy Sammy Salamander snoozed silently, snorting sand.
Tarsiers traverse terribly tall trees trying to track tiny termites.
Unique umbrellabirds update unclear unicorns under umbrellas.
Voiceless vultures vacate very vivid vegetation.
Wally weasel watches walrus’s wade, wisely waiting.
Xena x-rayed Xyli Xenops.
Young Yuri Yak yelled “Yuck! Yogurt!”
Zombie zebras zip-lined, zealous zookeepers zig-zagged.
Started July, 1996
Finished Feb, 2018
There’s no superstition.
Like octopus slime.
Or caramel cake.
I ate enough to survive my eyes being washed off.
I also feel awkward when I wear the newest type of blanket.
Or shaved too close to the line.
I had enough awkward dancing lessons against the wilted socks.
If someone knows how to make sentences against my will…
I would eat if they asked me to.
But I don’t know how to relive the cabinet door.
Or the mirror.
When I floss my teeth, I make memories.
I wish I had the scissor breath.
Or the debit card.
But without you, I have a blossoming gym membership.
That lasts forever.
Nineteen nosey newts nudged nasty nautical nannies
Eighteen eager ermines excitedly edged everyone’s ego
Seventeen sacred slugs sat sideways searching seagulls
Sixteen slippery snails slid southwards sipping sangria
Fifteen flowery foxes fell forward fondling fuchsias
Fourteen frantic fleas froze fighting frightening fanatics
Twelve twiddling tigers told thirteen tasteless tales
Eleven elderly elephants embellished eighteen ebony earrings
Ten terrified tardy ticks tricked two thirsty Turkish tramps
Nine naughty nasal know-it-alls knew nothing nearing knowledge
Eight elastic earthworms echoed eighty edgy Egyptians
Seven solemn snakes slithered slowly sensing sunshine
Six sassy silk-moths sceptically squished spinach selfishly
Five funny fatties feared following fancy French fashion
Four fantastic faithful Finnish flies faked famous farcical facelifts
Three tenacious terriers thrilled twelve tipsy throbbing thespians
Two tireless Tanzanian tapirs tittle tattled tirelessly throughout Tuesday
One obedient oily octopus offered obnoxious orangutans oranges outrageously