LPiA Nov19

[Tiger the Lion]

Let's Pretend it's April - Nov. 19

Rules: Write a poem for LPiA on the topic or form described. Each poem should appear as a separate reply to this thread. The goal is to, at the end of the month have written 30 poems for the month of November. 


Topic : Write a "cut up poem" about the death of a celebrity. 
Form : Any
Line requirements: Eight lines or more

Feel free to reply with comments or kudos as you wish. 

Questions?

[RiverNotch]

sophie


in my dream an angel
knocked on my front door

after climbing out the hospital window
bleeding young and outta control

a tomato soup can squished on the ground

but her voice exactly the same:
latex pvc and magazines

filled with feathers and whipped cream
her teardrops like a coffee machine

"kiss me hug me" she begged and pleaded
stretching the one wing she can move

"i'm freezing i can't see the candy
leatherette light i'm liquid

floating to Baton Rouge---

[TranquillityBase]

They can't take that

stop, Amelia

say uncle, oh are you going quick

we can't feel it

you're right oh

(sobbing)

help help

if my closet could hear me

are you who I need

Amelia

you wear your hat away New York

Bob come here just get the suitcase in New York 

Marie suffer Amelia to take it

you Marie hey!

you

 

Marie hey!

Watch

at night I wake

those things are here

that battery please all right! Please all right!

That kiss you gave to bail me out

can't make it

quick I can the way you sip

I broke it sweetheart 

the memory of your tea help me will you tell me 

oh let me your heart and carelessly is Amelia 

SOS

let me out I'm scared hello

 

Bud hurry Bud it's going

airport Marie carelessly 

you gave me every kiss 

made me help Amelia

take it Marie

oh if they sweet the way you be

SOS

will you hear it

help help

oh where are you

up and cry

then carelessly I for miles help me

waters to you a slave to waters knee deep

told you goodbye

but out of this different deep

away from me over me and out

where are all that hear from me

hear Marie are you there

hear a moment

send us the way you smile

so I took each tender high

 

here put your. Here put your.

 

Darn!

[dukealien]

dallas oswald's


found minutes his at kennedy november
after however, scenarios
lyndon harvey he the persuasive gunshot plot
basement city died
tippit, kennedy's kennedy
injuries assassination fatally that a three was shot
police ruby lee that robert jack was was attack
cameras commission probability was
11:21

[Mark A Becker]

Gone at 40

Poe
London 
Kafka
Bruce
Coltrane
Lennon

mysteriously
accidental
TB OD
cancer shot

[CRNDLSM]

"Thats okay. It sounds like me anyway"

Head side to side, he just laid down
He wasn't bash and crash
The classiest
Always had those $1000 suits
Not really bothered
He's got about 7
Groove master
Not jaggers drummer

"Never call me your drummer again."

[busker]

I’ll go with Rivernotch’s original suggestion about a mythological theme…

The Moirai loom

What is love but a longing
to live
out of our skins
oblivious to time
and the ruin it brings, the thirst to do
immortal things
never quenched.
It makes us blind
to darkness, the night
loosened Minotaur in its cave
flicking his tail. And so I was given a boon
by Aphrodite, and so I was driven
to you, who shall be mine
till the Moirai loom
us out. At first light
we sail.

[Tiger the Lion]

What a Beauty!

Australian irony;
a freak venom

all those crocodiles cooed
all those deadly spiders wooed
all those snakes sent slinking away

hunter
accident
stingray