There are lots of poets from Buffalo
but unlike the Bills
we are not defunct
make over words used
to sing to dance to joy to
make a red unicycle ride
out of form to take a
? as meaning, curved watersmooth-
as the Niagara before falling, silver
the way water mimics metal, no stallion
for the lone ranger to tie and
count ’em onetwothreefourfive
words, like birds, like pigeonsjustlikethat
makes you believe in Jesus
in all the surrender he
who is before and after was
not belief as much as a
hope beyond handsome
and what i want to know is how do you like your blueeyed boy Mister Death
Today, for NaPoWriMo, I am doing a form called a Golden Shovel. Hee, hee. I usually use simple iron ones for outside work. However, the last word in each line of this poem when read separately is the e. e. cummings poem, “Buffalo Bill’s.” Hope you like! I just left the last 2 lines as is, because you just can’t mess with perfection.
I shoveled also, but yours is more golden I think LOL well done as usual
LOL, thanks, Michael. I think mine is pure verbal insanity 😉
Susan, Wonderful, breathtaking and pourely Buffal, having lived there longer than any place on earth. I didn’t get the cummings but didn’t need to. Great write, better read. >KB
Thanks, KB? It worked?
Original and entertaining poetry. Very well done.
Oh wowza, you did well! I looked at the prompt and said, “forget it”…but then printed it out to ponder leisurely, so we’ll see….
It was fun. I did another one like this, where the first word of each line of the poem was an eec poem. I like that one better 😉
Clever, and that must have been so difficult in the writing!
Oh, it was. I should have picked Robert Frost 😉
Oh Poet from Buffalo, This is a dangerous tripping hazard for the mind. I loved every rocky point of it. Alice
Thank you! It was fun!