Friday, May 27, 2011





Dangerous Driving
Come, let's go for a ride
Tonight
Through prepositions and conjunctions skillfully weaving,
Of the rules for the construction of sentences quite unheeding,
To drive past their restraining hand - audauciously daring,
Trusting with poetic licence that the charge will be sparing.
To take both hands off the metric,
To reach over and switch on the rhetoric,
So loud as to drown out the insistent whine,
Of the prude's angry siren to keep to the beats of the line.
To turn the simple into the complex, and compound the complex,
Till against the road block of expression all our sharpened reflex,
To fly right over it, of the clause the other side
Honest invincible meaning, hardly shaken for the ride.
Cutting corners with metaphors,
Taking tongue twisters too fast
Bending to pick up phrases and idioms
On horrified wayside similes to cast.
To go bumping over a smattering of slangs,
And eulogizing the slope
To stop precariously at the edge of creation
Hardly daring to even hope.
That I can gently back my car
Into the right track
Where only gentle euphemisms and riding rhythms
But its true! I am back!
Till quietly slowing down, with a punctuation and a pause
Come to a final halt in front of Verse's house
To lean over and share a moment of ecstasy,
To still be well and alive - and very glad to be!
Glory Sasikala

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