Expediency is the name of the game for me at the moment, what with working full days 'n all. SO I am posting Tuesday Poem early (it's Monday night) PLUS making it one of the poems I intend to read at this Wednesday's poetry readings currently running fortnightly at Circadian Rhythm, Dunedin. (This Wednesday's readings have the suggested theme of 'Games").
This poem is the last poem in my poetry book, 'Feeding the Dogs'.
If I was a dog I'd be easily trained
to walk on my two hind legs
and fetch things that way
- like the one I saw on America's
Funniest. If I was a car I'd be a Morris
Minor; an instrument,
a barometer - tap me twice
daily. If I was a country I'd be run
by a benevolent dictator.
If I was a tree I'd be a stunted pine
sideswiped by the Roaring Forties.
If I was a fruit I'd be a green apple;
a Granny Smith in June. A nut,
a pistachio, an insect,
Bart Simpson's butterfly: (No one
suspects the butterfly'.) If I was
a man I'd get along better
with extroverts. If I could be anything
I wanted to be, I'd be a dark-blue
biplane that appears
out of nowhere.
Kay McKenzie Cooke
Don't forget to pay the Tuesday Poem site a visit for more poems on a Tuesday.