the death of the star

Lorenz

This morning the dwarf wrote an annoucement 

in vegetable broth prose.

He put his "Pierrot la lune '' costume 

to go to the star's funeral .

Orchestra playing goldfish requiem .

There was the gentle Colombine 

with its candy-coated childhood sorrows .

And all the gorgonians disguised 

as low tide heart mermaids ...

In the alley wet with pump and poop

an cheap tricks illusionnist ,juggling 

with  incomprehensible metaphors

and some other  far mottos...

Arriving a few sleep late 

the awkened one ,socializing

with voices from beyond the grave

and R.I.P for the looney bin ! 

Plus a band of joyful  augustes

looking at the wise man 's finger

scratching  his bottom ! 

A Harlequin from the rising sun 

confusing John Lennon and Sonny Liston 

trying to warm up the zombis with funny antics ...

And suddenly the rain began to shed tears 

scattering the mourners 

leaving  open the coffin  containing 

the rest of the poor star ...

 '' Lets enjoy  a lethal  pint ,

today is a big day for a good haiku fishing ! "

  Said the the grand master of ceremonies.

  The star is dead ,leaving a blank in the trending

  where cuckolds swing ...

  I didn't  attend the funeral .

  You know ,we have to love the stars 

  it helps them find a destiny towards the end ...

    ___________________________

   To my friend Idris 

elegantly  relegated to his role of madman .

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 11th, 2024 08:11
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • rin

    Although it doesn't exist in Japan, I've heard that there is an Easter festival.
    I would like to see poems of various colors.

    • Lorenz

      You are a good boy rin !

      • rin

        Thank you! I'm good boy and beast!

      • sorenbarrett

        The mind requires absurdities to gain its attention and maintain it. Once gained the stranger the image the greater the metaphor. The mind needs these like crossword puzzles to keep it occupied. Don't know where I'm going but know where I came from. Loved the poem

        • Lorenz

          I respect word too much to accept mediocrity (reflection of this society).This trending system by ''co-acceptance'' is ridiculous .
          This site lacks authentic fools like my friend Idris was . Thank you !

        • Ellen Marsell

          C'est un brillant exemple de la façon dont la poésie peut être une arme.
          I love your poem with these strong images and metaphors!

          • Lorenz

            Poets have a big lack of humor !

          • Tony36

            Excellent write

            • Lorenz

              Thank you Tony ! just a little imagination for all my friends on the blog !

              • Tony36

                You're welcome



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