Sunday, December 27, 2009

oracle cheese

The prompt is "oracle cheese," borrowed from the last two prompts responded to at Crusoe's site.

oracle sheets,

cheesy bliss,

cornucopia of shoddy


the daily maid,

the donut pivots,

the plasticine trampoline

organic, symptomatic -


in the numbers

8 & 9,

quivering backtalk,

alkaline positivity,

ionic bathtub

equivocations -

constant is the rain
the gradual fix,

the slope of your line,

your intercepting


if you wonder,

wonder no more,

forgive the april pieces

& can the rest,

all the peaches

east and west,

all the pheromones

that fuel your quest.



Blogger Devil Mood said...

Now I want emmenthal cheese so bad...

hahah funny ending there :)

7:05 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

DM: Yummy! In the DEVIL MOOD for some sandwiches...

10:00 PM  
Blogger Dee Martin said...

especially loved the last four lines. Now I have to go look up emmenthal cheese??

2:51 PM  
Blogger Dee Martin said...

oh duh, Swiss cheese. 'Scuse me not knowing - not my fav.

2:52 PM  
Blogger Teresa said...

You definitely are the poetic cheeseburgermeister. What a fun poem. Did you really mean "daily maid" or was that supposed to be a "dairy maid", and if you meant the former, what is the deep meaning? All I can think of is lovely Rita, but she had nothing to do with Swiss Cheese.

5:35 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Dee: Who's counting, anyway?

7:51 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Teresa: No, daily maid was the intent, but a play on "daily made," a local donut shop. What deeper meaning could there be to donuts, anyhoo? Black holes and their donut hole cousins, perhaps?

This poem was definitely a wander, given the fabricated prompt of Crusoe's oracle cheese, so I expected more than the usual tangential associations, but it seems to have resolved itself into another of this season's poems of desire, though I suppose an argument could be "maid" that those were emmenthal pheromones fueling.

Okay, I see where those daily maids were going...

7:59 PM  

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