Luscious Larry

Rookie (4/1/69 / Greece)

Ode To Fall - Poem by Luscious Larry

The never ending orange and yellow
Leaves bombard me;
Bludgeon me like the Red Baron
Shot up Snoopy that one Halloween

I'll rake one spot for hours in
My front yard. Scratching a patch
For hours and hours and hours.
Just one square foot of yard.

Now, one leaf is stubborn,
And it sticks to my rake. I shake
And shake and shake. My rake.
I scream at the leaf:
"Why do you torment me so? " and:
"Tenacious dead leaf, I hate you! "

Now, I collapse to my knees
And weep and weep.
I will pound the ground with
Fists and wrists.
I will grovel to the lawn
Pleading with obscenities.

Okay, you are high above
Me now. Like a bird in that
Yonder tree. See me pounding?
You see my plumber's crack?

Watch, as I do snow angels
In the pile of red leaves;
And, I also do that spinning
Thing on my side like "Curly"
Of The Three Stooges always

Then my neighbor comes out
To get his morning paper:
"Good morning, Jim" says he, with
A knowing nod.
"Hi Bob, " says I.

Comments about Ode To Fall by Luscious Larry

  • Unwritten Soul (1/2/2013 5:04:00 AM)

    Hahaha i like the story of this's like growing innocent and refreshing all back year again and again...truly it is a joy write..keep it up! _Soul (Report) Reply

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  • Bri Edwards (12/31/2012 5:06:00 PM)

    first, after looking up plumber's crack (laugh out loud aka LOL) , i added this to mypoemlist and you, LL, to mypoetlist. great poem. stubborn leaf! ! ! maybe home depot has a flamethrower? but, if it weren't for reference to RAKE, i was tempted to think a dog wrote this poem. thanks for the headsup on this one larry. reminds me of a poem i wrote several years ago. let me see if i can find it in a notebook.....later. bri
    p.s. 3 stooges...also great...though my wife would say i am still a juvenile....which is true in some ways.
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  • Sandy Player (12/31/2012 2:51:00 PM)

    I think this is why men don't try and clean up...
    The self depreceation and the lack of self-control you describe in the semi-everyday semi-old fashioned language provides quite a laugh at your expense. Your neighbour then adds that ultimate touch to the poem.
    Fantastic fun! I love it!
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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 31, 2012

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