Tuesday, November 8, 2011

small town science

i)

science simmers
reflected glow
     red chemistry
     on the cheeks
of campfire girls and boys

ii)

gunshot physics
slick sure shot
    call it dead-eye - dead-aim

translates to

grilling bacon
partridge breasts


iii)

some days science is legend
that old Cooper hockey bag
clinking with 24 Blue
lowered into the deep river cold
later raised beside bonfire heat




Thanks to the Human Paradox for "the legend".

11 comments:

  1. Ollie, loved the Cooper bag filled with the 24-pack, destined for the campfire! Takes me back, waaaaaay back. This was good reading - peace, Amy
    http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/11/10/artistic-for-riley/

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  2. I wonder what poetic science I could unearth in my small town. Very well done. I like how you structured it, three sections/scenes/stories still connected by science and community.

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  3. Old Ollie,

    I guess that it is a case of 'needs must.' Together with that old 'hunter- provider'belief!!!

    Best wishes for Sunday,
    Eileen

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  4. Hey OO, I also like the 3 scene structure and how it all ties together.

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  5. This is terrific! Wonderful mix of intellectual play and vivid scene-setting.

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  6. Nice. A Kerouacian element mixed with whistle dog charm.

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