A poem

March 26, 2009 by kim.

Here is a poem I wrote at 6:30 in the morning one day when my mind was racing, as it usually does. I just wrote what popped into my head, and this is what came out:

STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS

Slack-
Jawed
Staring into space
Rivers of drool
Drying on my face

Slap-happy pappy
Walking down the street
Earwigs and horny toads
Jumping at his feet

Dreaming, dreaming
Buzzing all the time
Words of nonsense
Making up a rhyme

Wee hour morning
Kitty crying loud
Jotting down words
To liven up the crowd

Here we go
Jogging to and fro
Have you seen
Jellybean
Gnawing on my toe?

Silly words
Silly words
Splash across the page
Have I tried
Even once
Acting out my age?

Gingerbread
Cookie dough
Make a little man
Try to do
Better than
This
If you can

Silly billy
Polka dot
Shiver cheeky poo
Blidder bladder
Silly sauce
Cock-a-doodle-doo

Crazy girl
In her jammies
Singing songs
In her panties
Lyrics, lyrics
On the page
Will she ever act her age?

Why-fore
Seven score
Billy’s on a shelf
How can she talk so much
Only to herself?

Post-it note
Candy bar
Wriggle wriggle free
Sitting crouched
Pigeon style
Chin upon her knee

Words are slowing
Dawn is growing
Magic’s at an end
Words are slipping
Dawn is dripping
Now put down your pen

That was weird
Billy beard
Almost turned away
Make me shiver
Got a sliver
Take the ball to play

Going, going, going,
Gone
Sleep it is a-calling
Head to bed
Bump my head
Look – the sky is falling

Tilda bilda
Pumpkin pie
Can I ever
Catch your eye?
Ticking clock
Slow is slow
Now I really
Have to go.

11/23/08 Chicago 6:30am
Copyright © 2008 Kimberly P. LoDuca

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