Monday, April 5, 2010

workshop poem

Experience Yourselfix
Kevin C. Shay


The clouds were blue, and the sky was white.
Whisks of blue cirrus popped through the white altocumulus.
They were beginning to show their faces ... some blue, some white.
A bunch of smurfs in their funny hats that were all entwined
as though they met at a kaleidascope point to create a perfect octagon of hats.

Time to make the walk the mile and half though.
We remembered the walk, up the hill...down the hill...up the hill.
The sun's intensity and the flat top trees made you feel like lions and
rhinos would be over the top of the hill in this southern veldt. But there wasn't,
just some kid dressed in a pink guerilla costum,
and an extra-small lucky charms guy
searching for his pot of gold. Very odd, to say the least.
I mean, there was no fucking rainbow.

We remembered going down this hill before,
I still wish they had a slip n slide all the way down it.
That would have been very refreshing,
Especially if there was a big pool at the end.
Actually, they should just have an inner-tube waterslide that you slide down.
And at the bottom, it shoots you back up the hill. Now that would be...

You know there's a bus, right?
Oh, I like to walk though.

The walk was enjoyable. Conversations and laughter on what to do if we had a million dollars.
I'd build a giant water slide in my backyard. Wait,
I'd buy a house with a backyard. Wait,
I'd buy a house. Wait,
I'd buy an apartment. Wait,
if i had a million dollars I could buy a house with a big backyard that I could build a giant waterslide in!
Actually, I'd probably invest some and save the rest.

The wind began to blow at our backs
for the final descent up the sides of the egyptian pyramid hill.
We found the grassiest spot to sit on the hill ... mostly dirt.
The wind continued to progress,
and you could see lightining flash
over the setting sun behind the stage where
the flecktones created their own musical lightning.
Fast, flashy, yet beautiful to the eye and ear. The smoothest crack
of rolling thunder I had heard in a long time.
The rain poured on us, and we melted into the ground.