Sunday, November 30, 2008

Cuke Boy speaks!

Here's a poem I wrote in college, featuring characters from a concept I had --even then, in my salad days, in another century-- for a comic strip.

Anyway, it's a new revision, to better fit the villanelle form and to get closer to a three-foot iambic line --and to spell 'lullaby' right:


Princess Coughsyrup Lullaby

Do not 'Alack!' my love,
That we are lost on Titan,
The Milky Whale is still above.

Around my hand your glove
And fingers, trembling, tighten.
Oh, do not 'Alack!' my love.

No cause to coo, my dove,
Let me your heart-load lighten:
The Milky Whale is still above.

We'll have the night I dreamed of,
With you and I uniting.
Oh, do not 'Alack!' my love.

Though Stinking People shove
And sheep-horned eels are biting,
The Milky Whale is still above.

My words must be enough:
I got out now to fighting.
Do not 'Alack!' my love.
The Milky Whale is still above.

Love,
Cuke Boy

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