When the universe disintegrates within me and without me...I wonder what or who underpenned me....I may be less than I seem....and all my seems may be broken as well?

Underpenned

I am your resident
lunar tic
toaking on your harvest moon
Call the eye...Doc
I must need specs
I thought I saw two crescent loons
slipped key...in lock
nesting with you
So what the heck
Your world opened
I went down...( fluffy)
as underpenned

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diamonddigger
Thanks, David...just one more example of my "underpenning"....just the same I think I'll leave it my way...for "effect"
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Kerry O'Connor
Ah, right. We have different colloquialisms this side of the equator Hahaha
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diamonddigger
lol...Kerry....ummm.....you are probably a non-somker...as I am now...but back in the day people who smoked "funny cigarettes"...*wink*...*wink*...used the term with a meaning close to this paraphrase: "taking a long drag on the item smoked and sort of holding it" the purpose of which was ....escaping me just now....but then I said I was a non-smoker.....hope this helps
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Kerry O'Connor
I like the subtle play on words and sounds in this poem, but 'toaking' has me baffled...What am I missing?
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Fay Slimm
Another Neil Young fan and really loved this clever use of word.
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heterodynemind
I see we live in the same universe. Neil Young? I love Young and his music, and this one's a gem. Thank you for the meandering trip. Cleverness doesn't begin to fully describe you but, for want of something better, guess I'll have to go with that. :)
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Vincent Turner
Nice sense of irony, complimented by a good use of clever language.... lunar tic... toaking on your harvsest moon- great album by the way.
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