Piranha in the goldfish bowl!
What? You never noticed?
Red belly down swimming around
Betwixed and between
Every variety of goldfish known to man
Piranha moving UNSEEN
You weren’t suspecting? Weren’t prepared?
Glancing nonchantly over your shoulder
Consumating the scene with a face value stare
Immersed in your quilt-like comfort zone
Familiarity unlocking nature’s defences
And while you luxuriate in friendship
Intentionally prescribed to fit idolized clone
Piranha sharpens his teeth and prepares
To bite ... deeply... into your dream
Leaving nothing more than a skeleton
In your cupboard while Old Mother Hubbard
Cries tears of joy and feeds her dog a bone...
Jaz McKenzie 2012 ©
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Very Good I like It Jaz Keep it up From Chris Militant
ReplyDeleteThanks Chris... good to know you appreciate my poetry... will definitely get back in the flow! Jaz
DeleteGreat imagery and strong metaphor within
ReplyDeleteGreat comment & glad it worked well.. nioe to receive peoples views. It would be great to feature some of your work on here Lyricallor!! Thanks Jaz
DeleteGood stuff! There is scarcity of poems with strongly felt emotions, but if you don't feel strongly about something there's no point on making a poem is there? "Killer Lines"? The last three for me go beyond a literal sense of meaning into the zone beyond. Feel completely right yet defy rational logical analysis (but seriously good) Keep on Jaz!
ReplyDeleteYes Louis, I believe in telling it how it is and sometimes we need to apply metaphors, as Lyricallor has picked up on, in order to express at a deeper level than direct descriptive content allows. I was also taking the reader back to a sense of security with reference to Old Mother Hubbard & then throwing reality back at them! Thanks for your perceptive observations. Jaz
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