[New-Poetry] Poem With Common Words
TheOldMole
Opus40-01 at opus40.org
Sat Dec 1 09:55:27 EST 2007
I love it. Even more compressed and vivid than your first one. But what
are all those unnecessary spaces between the groups of letters?
James Cervantes wrote:
> langpo version:
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> world life
> day week year
> man woman part
> child problem case
> work place thing
> eye time hand point way
> person number group
> government company fact
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> - Jim, again
>
> On 11/29/07, TheOldMole <Opus40-01 at opus40.org> wrote:
>
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>> POEM IN COMMON WORDS
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>> From the Oxford English Dictionary:
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>> The list of top 25 nouns: time, person, year, way, day, thing, man, world,
>> life, hand, part, child, eye, woman, place, work, week, case, point,
>> government, company, number, group, problem, fact.
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>> There comes a time in every person's life,
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>> When he or she must face a crossroad, joint
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>> Or several: a career, a husband, wife,
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>> Serving the Lord, if you He doth anoint,
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>> Or brigandage, the pistol and the knife,
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>> Or pure sloth. To take a case in point,
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>> Consider Olaf: we'll give him a voice,
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>> The Everyman who has to make a choice.
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>> Consider Olaf: by vocation, plumber,
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>> When first encountered, chauvinist and jerk,
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>> He'd be the second lead in Dumb and Dumber.
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>> He figures, what's a job without a perk?
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>> --Takes several, but at last they've got his number,
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>> It's One too many. Now he's out of work.
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>> Perhaps, he tells himself, it's for the best.
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>> I'll take a year off, and I'll start a quest.
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>>
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>> What have I never tried? His first thought's group
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>> Sex, but it turns out that presents a problem.
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>> His abs and biceps long have flown the coop,
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>> He's left with a physique approaching blobdom.
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>> He sighs, and dips himself another scoop.
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>> Were he a master thief, perhaps he'd rob them,
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>> But chocolate marshmallow and licorice
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>> Leave him with none but Hershey for a kiss.
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>>
>> His next solution is to overthrow
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>> The government – he'll start his own conspiracy!
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>> He calls Pat Robertson to raise the dough –
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>> It doesn't work. He's just accused of heresy.
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>> Maybe Bill Gates? No luck for our poor shmoe,
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>> He has to face a rap for software piracy.
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>> He's sentenced to a year and then a day,
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>> He knows there's got to be a better way.
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>> He vows his malefactions to atone.
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>> His sentence up, he's tossed out on his rump and he
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>> Bounces in the direction he's been thrown.
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>> Then, skidding to a stop, he hears a bump and he
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>> Swivels around to find he's not alone,
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>> In fact, our Olaf's got himself some company.
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>> A soft, warm hand is holding his, a human
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>> Touch, a sympathetic eye: in short, a woman.
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>> The thing is, Olaf's found that life's not part
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>> Of anything – it is the world, the cosmos is
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>> Enfolded in the place we call the heart.
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>> A home, a child – we find it by osmosis,
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>> Not once a week, but every day – we start
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>> And end with just this thought; it's more than gnosis,
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>> It's Zen, it's karma, everything we're hot for,
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>> Our Olaf has become a bodhisattva.
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>> --
>> Tad Richards
>> http://www.opus40.org/tadrichards/
>> http://opusforty.blogspot.com/
>>
>> The moral is this: in American verse,
>> The better you are, the pay is worse.
>> --Corey Ford
>>
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Tad Richards
http://www.opus40.org/tadrichards/
http://opusforty.blogspot.com/
The moral is this: in American verse,
The better you are, the pay is worse.
--Corey Ford
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