Souper Suessy Poetry Contest 12-7-25
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Suessy Parade
At midnight dawn my mind escapes to play among the stars
To a Summerland parade, just a bit bizzare,
Where grand marshals, Zebra Fish, lead the way in clouds
Making way for Fluegel Zoots that toot their horns out loud
Perfect lines of Elephins flying with hot air Hippos
Follow rows of Dolphinettes that march with high step Zippos
Whirling Woodles dance in step to the dispy doodle
Crickethoppers jump then jive with the Wooly Woozles
Porpi pass in somersaults with Unicorns so wild and free
Comet Twirlers twist and shout, dressed in fantasies
Snarfish on stilts lead the dance troop of the seven moons
And throw confetti as they pass to the Curly Noonelles
Red Giants snoozle in the parade riding on gopo sticks
As Tispy Oddles giggle om-pahs leading drumlines in high kicks
The Silver Reeds, dressed in gold, dance the frango dango
As the magic parade now ends when dawn skies turn bright mango.
Most fives are excited by everything
They skip and sing and dance
They twirl and whirl down the hallway
These are fives who feel loved and revered
Fives who have had rough, tough lives often walk a different pathway
Some of these fives have lost their joy; they do not play.
They are angry at life, they despise the twirlers.
Hurt and sad, dancers and singers irritate them.
When a five is a bully, hitting and hurting other students,
We teachers suspect that we know how they live
Fives who are delighted by singing and dancing
Have no idea why they are being brutalized
We cannot fix a five’s home situation.
Ninety-nine percent of the hotlines are dismissed.
We can only love and revere them while they are here.
Teaching them skills they may need to survive their life.
one cold beer too many
and she's crying on the lawn
memorial parade going by
bands firetrucks baton twirlers
one cold beer too many
and the grill is forgotton
dinner is burning
the corn husks flaming in the dusk
one cold beer too many
and she's mumbling at the kitchen table
brave enough to say that she wishes
he'd stay
even though she knows
she drove him away
one cold beer too many
and she gets maudlin and reminicent
but the hard
cold
look in his eyes
shuts her down
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