Friday, August 29, 2008

Sunday Scribbling #126: Somewhere


Some wear them long and lithe
Some wear them campy
Some wear them five and dime
Somewhere them trippy
Some wear them inside out
Some wear them dashiki
Some wear them astral pants
Some wear them more for less
Some wear them after the gold rush
Some wear them footsie
Some wear them didgeridoo
Some wear them sly, while others wear them J. P. Morgan—
I wear them this way and that,
several times a day,
several times in the antiphonic
weeks of exasperation.
Baby , it’s cold outside, &
that’s why we’re wearing them
anyway, dorsal fins and all.



Blogger Devil Mood said...

hahaha clever!
I got stuck on the prompt at first, somewhere was simply too vague. But you went to a creative halt :)

4:58 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

DM: I was not moved by the prompt at first, but then a list poem started burbling in my head, deconstructing the prompt, a little room for my head.

10:30 PM  
Blogger jsd said...

I kept thinking Jelly fish or in this case Jelly fin, but then there's that whole viper thing going on...

...then I started thinking about how we wear ourselves - our souls -and jelly became sticky and's to wanting to wear my jelly dashiki.

5:45 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

jsd: There is that viper thing, isn't there? I like your jelly take on this: slip that jelly dashiki on, sista, all sticky and sweet.

6:57 AM  
Blogger Linda Jacobs said...

All the words you use in this poem are delicious! I reread it out loud just so I could say them!

7:43 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Good morning, Linda: thanks for singing along...

7:56 AM  
Blogger San said...

I'll wear mine campy/trippy. Spin, baby, spin in circles. Open your eyes to the dizzy didgeridoo waters of exasperation. And breathe in the sky.

10:24 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

San: I figured you for campy/trippy. Me? Inside out, more (f)or less. As Sidney Bechet would say, we'ze all viper mad.

10:38 AM  
Blogger Lee said...

Aqua or rosy pink, I'll wear mine in the water, to the pool, at the beach, but take them off before dragging feet through the sand. And on again when hitting the asphalt. :)


11:37 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Sounds like a plan, Lee. A wise plan at that. :-D

1:48 PM  
Blogger gautami tripathy said...

I don't know what to say!

I suppose one just wears..


trying to find a meaning

10:32 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

GT, some will always wear them somewhere, no?

10:59 AM  
Blogger Lilibeth said...

Ok. this was a nice break to all the serious interpretations. Thanks.

4:53 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

A pleasure, Lilibeth: I typically find the prompts serious enough: no need to add to it...

8:08 PM  
Blogger present said...

i would wear them on float and i would wear them in a boat.
i like the playfulness and word play.

9:27 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

present: But not on a goat, and NEVER with a shoat, I presume. Thank you.

7:58 AM  
Blogger Beth said...

Nice sideways response, funny, witty, and those seamless lines then catch on several meanings. As in: "Somewhere them trippy" (Ah, somewhere! and slangy hip dialect), and, my favorite, "dorsal fins and all" reminding me that sharks are in the water, and perhaps in all of us. I snorkled once 30 feet above coral reefs and would put those fins on any time, dorsal or otherwise. A lovely poem.

10:38 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Beth: Thanks again for your visit and appreciation. What's always fun is the true collaboration between reader and writer: good readers, as you assuredly are, always find all the nifty, oft unintended (or unconscious), ingredients layered in the mix.

5:50 PM  

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