wearing marabou foo foo
with a Whoville hairdo.
It's the latest fashion rave.
She split the game in two.
On a diamond sky stage
in her crimson-caped suit.
She captured the flame.
Love that shaped do.
Categories:
marabou, analogy,
Form: Rhyme
.
Slipping twixt mine dukes digits
hern pretty
moaning
Beguiling mine
her Marabou stole
Emerald eyne
Too
hern tinted thew's sheath
their whence
Intrigues me not
Not az her
limp
her protuberant stare
the silence
Inciting
Mine noisome sneer
her
offed
hefft
* for the astute indulgerz uv this write; thanx for the visit...
for those who indulge for the guess why i wrote this: the original
pronunciation uv Macabre, in the 1400'z by the french iz, how it iz written.
in english, we say 'macab' ...phonetically pronounced: mah cobb.
it comes from the french "danse macabre"; death dance ;)
Categories:
marabou, allegory, dark,
Form: Free verse
IT'S A TOTAL TRASH CAN
The Marabou StorkAnything found is devouredNot a pretty sight
Indiana Shaw . . . : /
Categories:
marabou, bird, metaphor,
Form: Haiku
I see a stranger in my garden
Plowing and weeding with goats
Pulling the plow up and down
But the goats charge against him
The animals eat grass and plants
They swallow anything even metals
Because it is sure that like Marabou
The mouth and exit have had a concord
When the animals are tired and frail
And the sun is going to his mother’s house
They bleat musical noise in persuasion
But the plowman’s mouth spits fire
With horns as soft as cotton wool
The limbs as tiny as grasshopper limbs
The bosoms begin to release carbon monoxide
And the goats are sent to rest for ever in limbo
Categories:
marabou, allegory, crazy, political,
Form: Sonnet