Literary Buffalo
Poetry
Blue Banana Night
we talk of the blue banana
that tastes like ice cream
legendary librarians
arresting Chihuahua
gala apples, spiced rum
dinner is exemplary
as are the guests
in the colorful artist’s
circle of friends
a fabric of stars
a Chinese Happy Family
eating pot roast
drinking sherry
being extraordinary
for one splendid
blue banana night
—deborah osborne
Revoked Vitals
Come to my door. Find my footsteps
in the snow,
and look upon me
laying on the bed, red striped and erased.
Sit at my right side to help me close
my eyes.
Notarize for me your
problems with the world today. Hand them over.
Raise the earth above my head;
bury them
with my debts
that haven’t seen the house I left.
Now fly away—fly away fast—and
turn over
your leafs to rescind
after me the happiness you never received.
—zachary kaveney
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JOSIE 04 Apr 2011, 20:16
I like the way the poem is worded, but one thing i have notice that whatever is going on to cause unhappiness is up to the individual, you can chose to change the status quo i mean, so that you can as a indidual make a difference or impact in the world. There is an old saying one help one. Also if you are looking for true happiness you can find it in Jesus! just a thought not to be crical.
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