2023 NaPM 24 April

[RiverNotch]

Here's another April 2 prompt that was once again suggested by TqB, one which, as a fan of Adventure Time and the She-Ra reboot, I really like. From 2013:

Rules: Write a poem for national poetry month 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 National Poetry Month. I know my poor organization and planning skills are now burdening you with the extra pressure.

Topic 2: Write a poem about a favorite cartoon/cartoon character
Form: any
Line requirements: 10 lines or more.

[Mark A Becker]

Laughin With Daffy

Little did I know
as a kid that my favorite
cartoons were not really
Daffy Duck or Foghorn Leghorn,
but that voice behind them-
none other than Mel Blanc,
who it is said, could voice
more than 400 characters.
As Daffy once said,
“I’m just slumpin over with talent.”

[busker]

Unlike Jesus

Unlike Jesus, who was a loser,
getting crucified and all,
DJT has the gall,
indeed, the balls,
to confront his enemies. Jews were
not known to win against Rome,
not even at home,
certainly not against Caesar,
even the vile old geezer
Tiberius. But DJT, imperious
immortal, whilst humming
a tune, straightens out the world,
our dear straight shootin
Commander. Putin,
loves him as the second coming
of blonde Jesus who brings a pox to perch
on Ukraine’s heterodox church.

[TranquillityBase]

Down in Kokonino Kounty
there was a kat kalled Krazy
whose unkonditional love
was rekwited by brick after brick
from Kolin Kelly’s kiln
kast by Ignatz the Mouse.
Krazy was born in the brain
of a kuss named Herriman
a Louisiana Greek he klaimed
but aktually the great grandson
of a free woman of kolor.
Krazy is black, Ignatz is white.
It’s up to us to rekognize,
and then forget, exaktly
what those bricks konstrue.

[dukealien]

The Decade of Boy and Tiger


Young Calvin, member of that wild elect:
a living human being.  To project
his feral nature, philosophic Hobbes–
less cynical but prone to knockdown jobs
since as a creature of imagination
he pounces without Calvin’s instigation.
They romped like Greeks and Trojans for ten years
then ended without ending, it appears...
for, Priam and Achilles, they did not
expire; their artist tired of his lot.

[CRNDLSM]

The tick

Dumber than rocks
How I aim to be
Free from the knowledge
That unmotivates me
Too stupid to see
That Nothing matters
Rather dare to go leaping
Into the hereafter

[dukealien]

Down in Kokonino Kounty
there was a kat kalled Krazy
whose unkonditional love
was rekwited by brick after brick
from Kolin Kelly’s kiln
kast by Ignatz the Mouse.
Krazy was born in the brain
of a kuss named Herriman
a Louisiana Greek he klaimed
but aktually the great grandson
of a free woman of kolor.
Krazy is black, Ignatz is white.
It’s up to us to rekognize,
and then forget, exaktly
what those bricks konstrue.

Heh.  I was thinking of Krazy, too, but decided at the last minute on Calvin and Hobbes.  Which, in C's imagination, is almost as nutty.

[RiverNotch]

The cat pursues the rat
the dog protects, only the dog
she always cared about the cat
whose hissing and scratching is less towards
her nemesis the rat than to herself,
she could never by her nature
have the dog alone, not as a plaything
like the rat but like a bowl of milk
or a bed on some high corner as something
she, the cat, could never live without.
Instead, the cat, she had to learn that she
could live without the dog, the dog that she
couldn't live without the cat, and the rat
that she would have to live with both.

[Wjames]

Saturday Morning

Laughing all morning
with a bowl of cinammon toast crunch
in maple leaf pyjamas
on the corduroy couch
you burned a hole in
playing with matches.

The tv is playing songs
on a mayonnaise trumpet
in a woman's bathing suit
at the bottom of the ocean,
and I am transfixed.

[Tiger the Lion]

Saturday Morning

Laughing all morning
with a bowl of cinammon toast crunch
in maple leaf pyjamas
on the corduroy couch
you burned a hole in
playing with matches.

The tv is playing songs
on a mayonnaise trumpet
in a woman's bathing suit
at the bottom of the ocean,
and I am transfixed.

Go Leafs!

[Wjames]

Saturday Morning

Laughing all morning
with a bowl of cinammon toast crunch
in maple leaf pyjamas
on the corduroy couch
you burned a hole in
playing with matches.

The tv is playing songs
on a mayonnaise trumpet
in a woman's bathing suit
at the bottom of the ocean,
and I am transfixed.

Go Leafs!

The team is so good (especially this year with O'Reilly) but it's hard to believe they'll actually win in the playoffs with all of the collapses before.

[Mark A Becker]

Saturday Morning

Go Leafs!

The team is so good (especially this year with O'Reilly) but it's hard to believe they'll actually win in the playoffs with all of the collapses before.

Hey guys-
I waited most of my life for the DC Nats to win the World Series. Once yer in the play-offs anything is possible. Our Caps hoisted the Cup in ‘18.
Good luck!