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yakety-yak


yakety-yak

---

[t]hose that
merely talk
and
never think ...

              ---Ben Jonson

I cannot
talk
with civet
in the room ....
               ---W. Cowper

[l]et's talk ...
          ---Shakespeare

---

outside's
overcast
this morning

with somber,
frowning
clouds.

a moody
start.

no schemisty
crows
about ...

or even
to be
heard;

West Nile's
killed
most of them
off
in these
here parts.

left them dead
and not buried.

a woman
says
her dog
saved
her life.

didn't
explain
just how.

no pochotes
grow in
the backyard;

not ever,
in fact.

a perceptive
man
buys an Obama
look-alike
a meal
in an Indonesian
airport.

police
implicate
a goat
in an attempted
car theft.

no lamias
haunt
the streamside
woods
behind
my home.

or do they?

though of
a sudden
the deer've

come oddly
absent.

pathologists
puzzle over
a heart
found at
a Michigan
car wash
not far
from where
I live.

Lou
rescues
Jolene

by

braying
to warn

of

an attic
fire.

Fannie Mae
hunts
my pockets
for
peanuts;
finding one,
she sits
on
my knee
to eat,
her flaring
tail
bouncing---

but then
she
leaves
a wet spot,

her
gift
to
me,

before
departing.

I'm credibly
informed
gastrointestinal
hemorrhage

occurs

80 percent
more in persons

consuming

low-dose
aspirin;

that small
doses of aspirin
can hurt kidneys
and
increase
stroke incidence---

something
I think
we diabetics

do
not
want.

an ungrateful
Virginian
Komodo dragon,
Sanchez,
bites
his keeper's hand.

by the way,
Emer's
now been
found
safe.

and yup,
it's Emer,
not Elmer,
as you
might think.

Muntazer
al-Zaidi's

now been
offered

an Egyptian's
20-year-old
daughter---

a proffer
in fact
thus
tendered
by her
dear old
dad---

for to
engage

in Muslim
bonded
matrimony

with the same
al-Zaidi.

Milliken
cannot find
her missing
water.

Debra buys
a box of
crackers

and finds,
to her surprise,

gobs of
trans fats---

and ten
thousand
dollars

cash in
an envelope---
in it.

I look to see no
hootamaganzies
frequent
out back.

and no elephants
flap
their ears,
either,
for to keep

themselves
warm.

a cardinal---

not the bird;
a Catholic
clergyman---

claims
Madonna's
antics
lustful,

as if somehow
such prelate
holds
a position
so to make
that call.

a 17-year-old
girl
reports, by cell,

"Hello 911?
I'm drinking
and driving---
drunk."

one brown pelican,
wings spread wide
pterodactyl-like,
drifts over
fringing sands of
palmed, sun-drenched
Isla Verde;

momently she will
dive for fish.

I recognize her.

but the fish she'll catch?
I won't.

I glimpse
a shadow;

the bird
sees
a snack
and
a challenge.

I think.

an
unidentified
Wal-Mart
customer

finds
ten human
teeth

inside

a hidden
compartment

inside

a new billfold
for sale.

a surgeon
cuts
a tumor
from
the brain of
an infant---

and finds
within
the tumor
a foot ...
and other
body parts.

---

how mysterious!
that when we 
speak 
of other things, we
reveal
at most ourselves.
                        ---barbsdad
 

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Ink Dragon

17 years 4 months ago

Chuck

"impenetrable randomness" was how one of my favourite radio announcers put it only last week. You´d think he must know what he´s talking about, reading all those news items every day. I like how you string all this random information together. Have you taken it upon yourself to coin some new words or do you have an XXL dictionary that lists some my own does not? Yours, Ink
B

barbsdad2003

17 years 4 months ago

Since ...

I'd written the bulk of this a long time ago, I now had to look up a few words I've now rediscovered in the library's unabridged dict., the one that rests its obesely ponderous weight on an altarlike, imperial pedestal grandly dedicated to its bulky self: pochote - a type of tree not found in these parts schemist - schemer hootamaganzies - hooded mergansers (diving ducks considered inferior as food for humans, among a number of other great qualities) It's true, though, that I'm known to play with words, sometimes flagrantly. Coining a new term's fun for me to do. Too much fun. Way too much fun. I'll keep adding to this piece. May even include a word or two that no dictionary's been up to now brave/bold/gutsy enough to tackle. Again, it's not really all my fault; it's the fault of the too much fun I'm having. Whew! Glad I've explained all that. Yours (and thanx), Chuck
infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

17 years 4 months ago

Chuck

This seems to be more of a rambling than idle chit chat, LOL! The only thing that kind of made me shudder was the deer've part. Can it be lengthened to the full words? Cool write! ~Jess K. ---------------------------------------------------- - "Does Rudolph fail the safety inspection if his nose is burnt out? And where does he go? I don't think he'd fit in the bay at the Jiffy Lube." Happy holidays, y'all!
B

barbsdad2003

17 years 4 months ago

I asked the local deer, in particular two does ...

with one yearling, what they thought of "deer've." They seemed rather indifferent to it. I conclude from that that they've no problem with deer've. They seem to be at present more interested in stripping frozen greenery, or what's left of it before true winter sets in, than whether I wrote deer have or deer've. As for me, I enjoy contracting what most won't. It gives the piece more'v the flavor/sound/feel of real-life talk. It's also less formal. And I tend to dismiss formal as having any particular importance. Unless I'm trying to impress. And I'd many long years ago given up on anything like that. Thanx, Chuck PS: A critical look at "the deer've come absent" reveals a meter that's lost by lengthening "deer've" to the double-syllabled "deer have." Which is but one extra reason I prefer the shortcut in this case. Not that I'm in need of reason, good or bad.
Proprietress of Crimson Hearts

Proprietress o…

17 years 4 months ago

more yakety-yak!!!

you may have given up but you sure impressed me anyway! informative piece :-) I just love your way with words, your very original style. looking forward to your next pieces. yours respectfully, Proprietress
A

Arrow

17 years 4 months ago

For the love of humanity,

please stop the ceaseless stream of natter! The torturous drip-drip of a few words at a time, sans emotional engagement, worked to great effect. (I hope this was the intended effect. Otherwise, I apologize.) I enjoyed the couple of forays into daydreaming (elephants, lamias and whatnot - Oh my! ). Whose mind couldn't help but wander? (could help but wander?)
B

barbsdad2003

17 years 4 months ago

Thanx

Sorry if I at times tend to tortious even more than torturous. And yes, 'twas the intended effect. And yes, here lies also an example---apt, I hope---of how we humans spend far more time talking about rather than simply being with ... whoever. Talk keeps us distant from one another. Usually. Yours again, Chuck
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 4 months ago

Chuck...

Your poem was a joy for me to read as I too love your witty wordings and have become quite a fan of yours if you hadn't noticed... and the comments by you and the others here have me grinning like some old man... oh, that is me! Richard
deelilah

deelilah

17 years 4 months ago

Hi Chuck

I don't know if it's tortious or tortuous, but I keep coming back for more. Yours, D.
O

orgami

17 years 4 months ago

HOT WAX ALWAYS OPEN

my favourite car wash when detroit still built mammoth ivory leviathanths the bays are fourteen feet wide and twenty feet deep yellow currogated metal and bright orange vivid blue ancient script the sign is barren like an eye socket empty plucked by a giant metal raven with gunmetal wings they are few but fortunate one laughed at me while shovelling snow and at HOT WAX ALWAYS OPEN hyundias and toyotas are drenched with the high pressure hoses
weirdelf

weirdelf

17 years 4 months ago

if we all had as much fun as you

and played with language like you, it might be the end of civilisation as we know it. Which might be a tremendously good idea. cheers, Jess "They that give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety" Benjamin Franklin.
B

barbsdad2003

17 years 4 months ago

Gotcha ...

loud and so very clear. Isn't it strange that civilization, a word I presume related to civil, esp. in these parts contains so much violence, at times outright horror. Odd, too, that civilized countries have so long engaged in such violence against societies considered not civilized at all. Or at least not hardly. I think calling ourselves (i.e., the society of an industrialized nation) collectively a civilization stretches the truth. Which, like a rubber band pulled so taut, snaps from the tension. That said, however, I do sympathize with citizenry's tendencies to believe in fair play, in civility, etc., predominating in "civilized" society as a reflection of collective denial. Such belief protects individuals, acts as armor, makes life somehow more tolerable. It masks reality, keeps it hiding. Like the bastard it is. We're so used to being sick, we can't see it anymore. That is, we can't see that we're sick; and if we do see it, we can't see its extent. Thanx, Chuck
Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 4 months ago

Chuck

Really enjoy this write. I would like to write like this one day. random happening well put together. thanks again for the suggestion on *lost and alone*. I don't comment on much of your poem, sorry, its just that some of your play on words makes me dizzy *s*. *hugs* i really like how you have fun doing it. this is one of your best Respectfully Yours, Barbara
B

barbsdad2003

17 years 4 months ago

Thanx

Barbara. Glad you like it. And I appreciate your stopping by. Chuck
Q

Quillsvein1

17 years 4 months ago

i think

i'll stay away from that low dose aspirin, barbs. this is a kind of ricochet of nature and urban horror: a heart found nearby? eeee. a blend, perhaps, of e.e. cummings and walt whitman: you appreciate nature while forming these word puzzles that consummate in paintings. nice job! GB
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rosemary

17 years 4 months ago

Dizzying

Dizzying! I love "deer've" - never met a contraction I didn't like (unless it was during labor... ;) Chaos theory at it's best and worst. -Rosemary Quite contrary Now get out of my garden