how to wrastle a runaway poem

some banshee poems scream,
“crazy headless chicken,”
circumventing any and all clear
thoughts on their two scrawny legs;
squawking God knows what
to God knows who; such obvious
behavior before the certain cut and
bone from you, poet wo/ah/man,
packing your punch and pecking
new order into the likes of the
most typical type; the runaway poem.

for dVerse Poets

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20 thoughts on “how to wrastle a runaway poem

      1. When I was about 9 years old, my best friend came running through the back-yards to my house weeping because Bulldog Brower had roughed up Johnny Powers. I love that word 🙂

  1. It was the “wrastle” that captured my eye and it was the chickens who begged me to stay. You always find a way, my friend.
    I’m also giggling because I started a poem with ducks and cats and ended up writing something entirely different. Life is funny that way. I hope it’s a beautiful Spring day in your neck of the woods!

  2. This is so fun, angel. The verbs, coupled with the fact that it’s one long sentence, leave the reader breathless–very effectively creating the runaway feeling of the poem. And the choice of a banshee–perfect!

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