My Poltergeist

It's abstract! It's funky! It's full of word-play and delicious repititious sound mounds! You know you love it. Written as an compliment to my short story, "A Girl and her Ghost"

A bashful blanket

A toppled over ottoman

An enticing offer of tepid tranquility

Yes Yes

Timid pools, unwavering, wallowing and watchful eyes of despair

Rage

Pure catastrophe, disaster, dastardly without destruction

No No

Reconstruction

Immediate recognition of the soul gone missin’

The departed knight on my cosmic chessboard

Night

Dawn, never the pawn

Unable to annunciate the utterly befuddling inner mud puddle

The cavern, disheveled, mucked up, tortured yet reveled in

A goddess

To you

Convince me, heatedly, repeatedly

Remind me and remember yourself

Ireland

Green hills of sultry hidden cunning clovers

Growing, never knowing, unaware that they are there

Can you feel the tension?

Tight

But so promiscuously bouncing from me to you, vice-versa

Inertia

The tumbling halts, no blame, without fault

Only to reignite, so politely

Please, Thank you, Get off

No No

Never that, my poltergeist

I can’t see you, couldn’t find you cowering inside your tragedies

Show yourself to me

Unveil your intent, so many tears I have spent

Attempting to buy your conflict and bury it in the shady garage

Mirage?

No, you are reality, silently watching from an invisible room

My Groom

My love is a mountain, cliché?

Touche

But you,

You, you, you, you are my fountain of you

Fountain of youth

And I

I, I, I, I am your truth sleuth, your eye on the ball

And we fall

Down, down, down, down past the damned

Dam the damned

Clog them up like wretched, tangled hairs in your bathtub filled with past

Fast

Quick, quick, pick me up, quick

Spic and span

Forget the dam

Let it all go, baby

Let the monster breathe, breed, conceive

Give birth, die and roll over in her grave

Are you my slave?

I think not, not, knot

Knot, knotted rope is our hope

Climb up to me, look up, UP

Don’t miss the queue while whining and dining the twine

My poltergeist?

Yes Yes

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

While I can see the connection to the companion piece, i do think this one is also a nice stand alone. It has that spilling, tumbling Ginsberg feel to it - and you've stayed true to the humor/horror mix. Well crafted free verse.

[Tina Kline]

This is a very interesting poem and very complicated at the sametime.
It seems there's a lot going on in it, yet I really like it anyway.
It takes more than one reading, that's for sure! Over all,
an excellent poem! It looks like a lot of work and thought
went into it!

tina