The old rainy day
Hide and Seek.
That slim-spined
Oversized book,
Awkward on any shelf.
A collection of cartooned Bruegels—
Gimmick included—
An All Points Bulletin for:
A white male,
Gangly, one half-inch tall.
Sporting round pre-Potter spectacles.
Red/white prison-striped shirt.
Blue jeans. Brown loafers.
And a poofball hat.
Suspect last seen:
Lost in Lilliput/
Caught in Camelot/
Stuck in Shangri-La.
He hides. We seek—
A perpetual state of it.
One-sided,
Unfair
Amusement.
I can hear them kids today:
“Silly poet,
Seeks are for Google!”
3 comments:
Several work colleagues thought Shift was nostalgic but depressing with the noticeable differences between childhood and adulthood. With this poem, I try to recapture that nostalgia minus the depressing tone.
I like the playful tone of this. It's fun, and the nostalgia really comes across sans melancholy.
I'm struggling a bit with the last stanza. It could just be me, but it sort of feels disconnected from the rest of the poem. I'm wondering how it might read if it ended after the third stanza?
I agree with, Tim. An exorbitantly fun poem, and it brings back my fond memories of one, Mr. Waldo, albeit with a bit more cynicism than how I like to remember him.
I love the concept of the final stanza too, and it emphasizes the poems modern relevance. However, the execution reads a bit forced. Although I like that you allude to yet another childhood icon (the Trix Rabbit), I'm not sure if it works, buddy.
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