Goddess Of Yodeling Mermaids And Fire-Eating Pelicans Poem by David Kowalczyk

Goddess Of Yodeling Mermaids And Fire-Eating Pelicans

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Beneath the crescent moon
she dances the tarantella
with mammoth Martian crabs
of Burracho Beach.


Wildly she skips and twirls,
weaving veils of electric sand
between her and the leaden world
of sleepwalkers.


She invented polyester.
The graveyard shift psychic
at Henry Lung Fortune Cookie Works,
she plays alto sax with
the jazz quintet Wind Chill.
She has a pet ocelot named Leon.


Her bruised, brooding eyes
make Frankenstein's seem
shy and small.
She will convince you
the corner panhandler is
the second coming of Christ.
Without her, the seas
must turn to sand.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mark Mywords 04 January 2008

I loved the contrasting imagery between 'veils of electric sand' and 'the leaden world' in the first or second stanza.

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Ward Rasmussen 03 January 2008

I want to meet this goddess of yours. Do you have her phone number?

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David Kowalczyk

David Kowalczyk

Batavia, New York
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