Sunday, May 30, 2010

A Few More Fold-Out Postcard Sonnets - 5/30


A cigarette drowns in a strawberry milkshake its
last words being Save the last dance for me as the
tumbleweeds waltz a Brahms waltz under a life
preserver orange TX sun May 1988

& Marlowe walks smack into the future into a
telephone booth misplaced in a spaghetti western an
unruly Rorsarch blot smearing the western horizon like
a down sleeping bag with egyptian dreams

But a few things are true at present a slice of
strawberry rhubarb pie drenched in melted vanilla
ice cream a dial tone chirping Waltzing Matilda

& Marlowe growing a little bit older as VT
sinks like a beer bottle in a stagnant beaver pond
whether or not Marlowe actually uses the phone

Jack Hayes
© 2010

This poem previously appeared on the Haphazard Gourmet Girls blog. Although the blog is no longer extant, the editors have my continued gratitude for the role they played in my return to writing poetry after a 12-year absence.


willow said...

Okay. I'll take a slice of that pie with a few Egyptian dreams on the side.

Anonymous said...

I really enjoyed this rackety series of vivid movie shots.

John Hayes said...

Hi Willow & Dick: Glad you both liked it, & thanks for stopping by the Days of Wine & Roses!

Dominic Rivron said...

I've enjoyed reading through these AFMFOPS this evening (so much so I've put off going to bed, which is a bad idea on a mundane level, as I'm tired out!)

I've not been around as much as I'd've liked to be, so had to catch up with them all at once...

Lizzy Frizzfrock said...

The imagery of the cigarette drowning in a strawberry milkshake is quite vivid as is the reference to the "orange TX sun".

John Hayes said...

Hi Lizzy: Yes, you know about that orange TX sun! Thanks.