[lit-ideas] Re: Sunday Poem (including geary)

  • From: David Ritchie <ritchierd@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
  • Date: Sun, 14 Jan 2007 00:41:36 -0800

god, having heard so much poetry recently,
i popped down a pub last tuesday
and in the snug
there was the usual clot of greek geeks muttering
about hubris and something

the romans were scheduled for an away match
darts i think
but the public bar was
stuffed to the rafters with gods

the old testament fellow had his usual seat
a pint of mild and a chaser full of wrath
planning plagues no doubt
working on his handicap
it's hard to tell with him
he's so quiet
till he wants to set the shrubs on fire

buddha was swallowing water
keeping his incarnations reasonably in check

geary's personal god was busy working out some kind of deal
with a cartel of nuns
and that very severe-looking chap from chapel
was obnoxious as ever until
someone put the rugby on the tele

diana was looking very fetching
in her new hunting scrubs
which is more than i can say of dinonysis,
with fifteen pints lined up
and a carry-out in every crisis

the shinto fellow was well into a bar game
raking sand in a little dish i think
he, of course, doesn't drink

the god of all fishes
was sitting beside him

i can't think where the druidic spirits went
maybe away playing hurley and late in
which meant the wiccans hogged all the prime seats
beside the fire and the newt-eye appetiser

of aboriginal dreams there was but little trace
ochre on the floor and lizards by the door
the easter island guys
morose about their loss
sang slow songs
between bowls
of cava

a few vikings
were in tremendous mood,
which can be fun
but suddenly when one said he needed my seat
and a bloody mary or
if they were still serving sacrificial blood
a half a glass of that

i was done in
slipping out the door
exiting near the loo

David Ritchie,
Portland, Oregon

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