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Friday, January 13, 2017

2017 Challenge poem, an excursion

Bancjy Monkeys Scampering

Small kids were scattered, like marbles turned loose from sacks, their mums
Scattered amongst life size toys, play area of McDonald's play ground
They were running like scared mice, running from the elephant, a dad
This dad was a monster beast, fire breathing, club in hand, bonking

Head bonking his mice subjects, screaming like bancjy monkeys, they fled
Yet smirky smiles showed, each brighter than Ford Taurus headlamps, piercing
Eyes piercing, washboard wrinkled faces, scampering like fleas on pigeons, hiding smiles
Ten clawed fiend, two-foot bonker waving, a stick with bright red globe, a balloon

Catch me if you can! they screamed, bancjy monkeys, on the run, laughing

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Picture and Poem Copyright, Ó Jimmiehov 2017, All Rights Reserved
 
I'm linked with Kerry O'Connor at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Literary Excursions with Kerry, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/01/literary-excursions-with-kerry.html
 
Kerry introduced us to Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 - 1929), whose work enjoys lasting popularity. Rilke was unique in his efforts to expand the realm of poetry through new uses of syntax and imagery and in the philosophy that his poems explored. 

She wants us to try including "diction and imagery which portray humans in terms of the non-human within the style of our own works" and posted excerpts from his work. I am sure I need a few more lessons but I participated, perhaps there will be some critique. 

Note:  You won't find the "Bancjy Monkey" by Googling.  I've never seen one and am not sure if there is one.  For sure it isn't spelled correctly, but Google didn't help there either. Most times one is "Bonked" in the head with an object.  

7 comments:

  1. Your opening simile is very effective and I love the smiles like Ford Taurus headlamps.
    Thanks for participating, Jim.

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  2. I especially loved the Ford Taurus headlights, too!

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  3. Lost your marbles at McDonald's, did you Jim? The scattering of children's feet, and their beaming eyes you've captured.

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  4. This is such a fun poem!

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