Last night there were protesters in Ferguson
bearing riotous yellow umbrellas
and fistfuls of daisies, honoring
the memory of one Michael Brown.
12 hours away, the Chairman
had an epiphany over his Corn Flakes
“Every child a blessing!”became an anthem
and millions of souls can now rest in peace.
Last night I got a call from Ben and Jerry
they needed my expertise in marketing
to formulate a new flavor. I told them
chocolate-covered pretzels are the ace
up my sleeve. We are in negotiations.
Last night while waxing her upper lip
Angela got a call from Vovka, inviting
her to play Risk with the guys, over at his place,
but she politely declined, citing the need
to wash that man right out of her hair.
Last night the bank called to apologize
For taking so damn long to make up their minds
so, we threw a party and invited all our friends
right after renting a dump truck to haul
these worldly sorrows away.
Last night, the children went straight to sleep
you tiptoed into the room, and said “shhh!”
we played Scrabble on the bed
and as you may have suspected, no one lost.
Today’s poem was inspired by a prompt by Anthony Desmond, over at Dverse poets pub where he quotes an interview with Albert Einstein.
In 1929, poet and journalist George Sylvester Viereck interviewed Albert Einstein.
He asked: “Do you account for your discoveries through intuition or inspiration?”
Einstein replies: “I’m enough of an artist to draw freely on my imagination, which I think is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.”
Tony prompts us to use our imagination to create a fantasy world in a poem. “When the noise of our surroundings gets a little too loud, imagination is the perfect escape,” he asserts. Well, today was extremely loud in my neck of the woods, but although Tony suggests that we move away from the familiar, I chose to keep things somewhat close to home. To quote the Spanish playwright Calderon de la Barca, “Toda la vida es sueño, y los sueños, sueños son …”