The Impact of Spice in the Night Time
Standing on the blue sand
I met a man with a oblong mouth.
He said “I am a tomato logger
and used to be in a cycling band.
My father was a pyramid beggar
and feared becoming a potato swain.”
While holding aloft a glowing tuba,
I looked up, up to a floating grove
of candied trees, A hawker in chaps
of green feathers cried
“Marbled cheese, marbled cheese
makes you whistle and groan!”
Then I stepped to the edge
of a creamy marsh. A mailman
tipped his calico cat and exclaimed
“When the plants recant,
there will be an utter uproar!”
As I departed on a bamboo scooter,
an elderly woman in a technical dress
pointed to me and assailed:
Do not succumb
to the sickly physics
be level and civil
be civil and level.
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Wow! Very tactile dream poem.
I really like the title for this.
And the world building is deft and wonderful.
Thanks, Coleman!
This is a completely captivating poem! So creative and weird in the best way.
Thanks, Linda! I try to keep weird in the worst way to a minimum.
Where do I get me some of this spice?
Penzey’s! 🙂
Weird and wonderful!
Thank you for reading! Glad you enjoyed it.
I was thinking of Lewis Carroll’s “Jabberwocky” as I read this. You created a new reality out of whole cloth. (Why not? The old one isn’t working so well.) Very creative poem, entertaining. I think Carroll would love it, too.
Glad to hear it entertained, Lee! The comparison to Lewis Carroll is very kind.
Thanks for painting your dreams so vividly. Great wordplay. And I can picture Ms. Level and Civil’s “technical dress”!
Thanks, Bud! I’m still not sure what a “technical dress” is but it sounded right. Embroidered in LED lights? Bluetooth enabled? Who knows!
I am so fond of “bamboo scooter” for the sound alone. Really fun one to read aloud, Bill.
Thanks, Bill! I was able to flow with a wave of sound in this poem. Bamboo is pretty sturdy, so a bamboo scooter may be viable transportation.
Quirky fabulousness!
What fun! And I like the title that leaves it to the reader to decide whether the impact is positive or negative.
Dream poem? Enjoyed it