AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)

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Sunday, October 2, 2011

It's a Red Island!



Can verse become Pop Art?

Get in the red

Banking curse
Prohibited

Get in the red

Only well-oiled
Fantasies
Welcome


Get in the red

Grease
The virgin pan
Freely

And heat
The beat
To the red land

Your island
Red Island

Grease
The virgin pan
Freely

Disclaimer: No animals were harmed in the testing of this product
Except
Maybe one



13 comments:

henry clemmons said...

I hope verse and pop art don't mix, but you present an interesting poem. Excellent write. Luved the repition and the intersting concept. Luv red too.

Brian Miller said...

grease the virgin pan freely...nice refrain...and there were certainly playful parts...yeah def not at the bank...smiles.

hedgewitch said...

I'm smiling all the way here. Enjoyed your take much, and if that bottle isn't pop art, I don't know what is.

Claudia said...

haha - enjoyed this..greasing the virgin pan and well oiled fantasies cracked me up..smiles

marousia said...

Love the repetition! Stunning writing

Brendan said...

So Pop distills everything down to a single dimension, one bright dayglo color translated here as Red. For all we do and sing and suffer, this red-labeled bottle of olive oil. Still, so much pours forth! - Brendan

Leovi said...

That pretty picture, I love that process. Olive oil is one of my essential food every day.

Morning said...

pop verse,

lovely thinking,
your idea truly makes me smile.

Victoria Ceretto-Slotto said...

This reads very much like Pop Art. Like the repetition of RED. Thanks for joining us at the pub.

Heaven said...

enjoyed the red repetition.. yes, it can become pop art ~

chromapoesy.com said...

Sorry, still thinking about those well oiled fantasies ;) screaming RED.

zongrik said...

can pop art become verse?

seasideauthor said...

Yes, I think a poem qualifies to be Pop Culture. This one for sure, everyone should have gotten stock 5 years ago in olive oil. I like RED.
RED anything...

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