The Old Sow

An adult female swine
Beat it down the line
The horse was tied to the plough
Better than me or thou
The cradle was destroyed by the broken bough
It collapsed as if it were sat on by a cow
The man broke his vow
Then he wiped off his brow
This is some story, wow
Time for some chow
Something that my diet will allow
Living in the here and now

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Rhyme Time hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she asks us to use the following rhyming words, plough, thou, bough, vow, brow and wow.

Drinking Champagne

British filmmaker Ken Russell cast Ann Margret who is usually shy and reserved offstage, but onstage she can be wildly exuberant and sensuous to be Nora Walker Hobbs, the mother of the pinball wizard in the motion picture Tommy, which was an adaptation of The Who’s rock opera.  Russell had a knack for creating images that were unforgettable for both their pop-art beauty and their boundary pushing eroticism and he wanted Ann Margret because she is a superb singer.  Ann was nominated for an Academy Award for Best Actress for her role and she won a Golden Globe Award for Best Actress in a Musical or Comedy for this part.

On the Who’s 1967 sardonic concept album The Who Sell Out, they created fake commercials and public service announcements to ridicule the increasingly crass consumer culture and Roger Daltrey appears eating Heinz Beans to attack commercialism.  When he sat in a bath filled with baked beans for a picture, this resulted in him getting pneumonia.  In the 1960s while working for the BBC, Ken Russell made many advertisements for British commercial television.  These included detergent, baked beans, and chocolates.  In Tommy, Russell satirizes his advertising days using Ann Margret who is shown covered by soap suds, baked beans and liquid chocolate, intended as a parody of his old TV advertisements.  According to Russell, the baked bean and detergent scenes (and the Rex Baked Beans parody ad) were revenge for the ads he made early in his career.

Ann’s famous scene is where the song ‘Champagne’ follows ‘Pinball Wizard’ and Tommy is hailed as the new champ.  During the song ‘Champagne’, Nora (Ann Margret) was dressed in a spandex catsuit and she is sitting at a mirror watching her son’s televised victory.  As Tommy’s mother is watching his victory from the comfort of the pristine, heaven-like room of their new mansion, she is celebrating his (and her) success by drinking champagne.  Mrs. Walker watches a parodic TV advertisement for the fictional product Rex Baked Beans that are being presented to royalty.  Nora stands up wearing a long flowing white fluffy robe and she takes a swig from her bottle of champagne and then she starts singing and dancing around in a white room with white curtains.  Nora is flipping through channels and her son is back on the TV, as she falls to the carpet and he is singing and he wants to be recognized.  She is indulging in excesses, while celebrating Tommy’s success and what she believes to be his awaited salvation, but when she looks again to the broadcast, she sees Tommy is still as catatonic as ever, as he calls out, “See me, feel me, touch me, heal me.”  Nora grabs the remote then it looks like the My Fair Lady scene where they are at the races is on TV.  Her son is back and she switches the remote again to see a gloved hand reaching for Black Beauty chocolates and the two My Fair Lady characters both appear to be enjoying the chocolates.

Nora get up from the floor and sits in a chair and spins around and then she removes her robe and flops down on the bed still singing.  She is wearing silver pumps and she caresses her ankle and thigh as she sticks them up in the air.  She tosses all the pillows around as she is still watching Tommy on TV.  She is off the bed and on the floor throwing her pumps around.  She is in anguish as she sees her son again and she takes another swig of her champagne.  No matter how many times she changes the channel, it keeps reverting back to her son.  Disgusted with her own exploitation of Tommy, the guilt she experiences results in her having a nervous breakdown.  She is frantic, so she throws the bottle into the TV screen and when it smashes, all of these soap suds come pouring out of the TV.  I can’t really say that “She has such a bubbly personality”, but Nora seems to be enjoying this, as she starts rubbing the suds into her body.  Now the beans come pouring out and Nora is swimming around in a sea of baked beans and she pours them over her head.  Chocolate starts spurting out of the TV and Nora is rolling around the floor ROF in it.  The white room has become a disgusting mess of bubbles, and from her slithering around through several hundred pounds of baked beans and melted chocolate, the luxuries that Nora consumed in her blind greed.

Ann Margret was directed to portray a character that was having a nervous breakdown, and they said that she could do whatever she wanted.  She cleans her face off with some white flowers and a guy enters the room wearing a sailor’s hat drinking whiskey.  He sees that the TV set is broken and Nora is rolling around the floor on her robe, but there is no mess of soap suds, beans and melted chocolate.  He looks around and stumbles on to the bed and we realize that Nora was just having a hallucination.

Ann Margret really deserved the award she won for playing Nora Walker, as she cut her hand badly on the broken glass that came out of the television screen.  Her hand was dripping with blood when she accidentally struck the broken glass and the cut glass sliced into her hand.  They wrapped her bloody hand up in a blanket and carried her off the set, and she was taken to the hospital to have her hand stitched.  The doctors took twenty-seven stitches to close the wound, but she was back on-set the next day.

[MRS. WALKER]

It rains champagne!
A son was born again!
A genius untamed!
A life of wealth and fame, wealth and fame!
Champagne flowing down just like rain,
Caviar breakfasts every day.
Merchant banks and yachts and …
Servants and cars and private sand.

[TOMMY]

See me, feel me, touch me, heal me.
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me, heal me.

[MRS. WALKER]

They flock in, thousands strong.
We’ll just play along.
A million in reserve.
For love, a just deserve, just deserve!
Birds and flowers and peacock’s wings,
Sequined gowns and birds that sing!
Private planes and fishing lanes.
Bigger crowds and bigger, bigger, bigger takes.
But what’s it all worth?
What’s it all worth when my son is blind?
He can’t hear the music nor enjoy what I’m buying.
His life is worthless, affecting mine.
I’d pay any price to drive his plight from my mind!

[TOMMY]

See me, feel me, touch me, heal me.
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Mad About Metaphor hosted by weejars aka Sarah where we are supposed to use the metaphor, “She has such a bubbly personality.”

Biblical Stories

God sank the anointed stone that Abraham used for an alter to sacrifice his son Isaac on, into the abyss, to serve as the Eben Shetiyah connected to the center of the earth, so it would be strong enough to become the foundation stone for the Temple, where the Arc of the Covenant would be kept.  The Well of Souls is a natural cave located immediately beneath the Foundation Stone and this is also known as the “Holy of Holies”.  According to the Bible, anyone who looked inside the Ark would be struck down by God via lightning. 

Noah saw a rainbow when he was on the arc after the rain had stopped and this represented a sign of God’s promise that He would never again destroy the earth with flood.  A rainbow is formed on the angle between 40 and 42 degrees, depending on the color (wavelength) of the light.  The water droplets actually form a circular arc, with each droplet within the arc dispersing light and reflecting it back towards the observer.

Absalom killed his brother Amnon after Amnon raped their sister Tamar.  Absalom fled Jerusalem, and returned after a three-year exile and then he started to undermine his father King David and he won the hearts and minds of the people of Israel.  And to top it all off, eventually his father fled and Absalom himself became king.  Things went south from there, as Absalom lost the war with his father and he tried to elude capture by riding off on his mule.  Unfortunately for him, as he rode under a tree, his hair got entangled in the branches.  The mule ran off, leaving Absalom hanging in the air, helpless and he was ultimately killed by David’s general, Joab.

Jacob deceived his father Isaac and he was able to trick his brother Esau out of his birthright with his mother’s help.  Isaac was 137 years old and he lived for another 43 years, but Jacob wanted his father’s blessing more than his brother did.  Jacob dressed up in Esau’s best clothes and disguised himself by covering his arms in lamb skin, so that when his blind father touched him, he would think Jacob was his older brother.  Jacob brought Isaac a dish of goat meat prepared by Rebecca to taste like venison, hoping this would illude him.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix – Double Take hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she asks us to use the homophones ark and arc and elude and illude.

Merci Beaucoup

A dog, a cat and a mouse, ran through the house, while a bug fell into her blouse.
It is time to delouse, don’t want any more bugs in her house or on her rugs.
She shrugs, wondering about life, as she grabs the knife.
Always a housewife, sewing items with needles and thread, while baking bread.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Lucky Dip hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she has come up with a Vers Beaucoup today, which is French for “many rhymes”. This poem consists of four lines with a rhyming word scheme of Line 1 – a-a-a, Line 2 – a-b-b, Line 3 – b-c-c and Line 4 – c-d-d.

Antithetical Statement

I was lost and then I was found, I was up, but now I am down.  It rained all night the day I left, The weather it was dry, The sun so hot I froze to death, Susanna, don’t you cry.  One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small.  You’re sick of hangin’ around and you’d like to travel, Get tired of travelin’, you want to settle down.  In the white room with black curtains.  You know the day destroys the night, Night divides the day.   Rain, I don’t mind.  Shine, the weather’s fine.  Imagine there’s no heaven, It’s easy if you try, No hell below us, Above us, only sky.  Your candle burned out long before, Your legend ever did.  Talk in song in tongues of lilting grace, Sounds caress my ear. There are not a word I heard could I relate, Story was quite clear.  So the winner takes it all, And the loser has to fall.

No sweeping exit, Or offstage lines.  He made his usual entrance lookin’ so dandy and so fine.  Morning came and morning went, Pack up your money, Pick up your tent, You ain’t goin nowhere.  There ain’t no good guy, there ain’t no bad guy, There’s only you and me and we just disagree.  When you love someone, You’ll deny the truth, believe a lie.  She was married when we first met, Soon to be divorced. I thought you’d never say hello, she said, You look like the silent type.  We always did feel the same, We just saw it from a different point of view.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Opposing Forces hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she asked us to use the words divorced and married – exit and entrance.

Snatch

Woah Jim, you can’t say that, as people might think that you are talking about a nickname for the human female genital body part.
Got it, as I never want to hurt anyone, make them upset, or get them angry, I just want to write a poem, but I am not sure how to start.
Where is the latch?
I need a patch.
Cookies by the batch.
What a catch.
Wearing shades to match.
It should hatch.
What the hell is a thatch?

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Rhyme Time hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she has come up with 6 rhyming words that she would like us to use, batch, catch, hatch, match, patch, and thatch.

Losers and Suckers

Brave men who fought for their country
We should honor their bravery
Who were these guys in this war?
What did these men all ask for?
Normal men who asked for squat
They should never be forgot
Brave men who fought for their country
We should honor their bravery

Losers and suckers he emits
He is the bottom of the pits
He’s a despicable man
Supporting the Ku Klux Klan
Not fit to be a leader
He is just an impeder
Losers and suckers he emits
He is the bottom of the pits

He thinks he is superior
He is the one inferior
He is the only loser
He is a Putin chooser
He denies all the reports
Plays golf in Bermuda shorts
He thinks he is superior
He is the one inferior

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Lucky Dip hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she has come up with an Octelle today.  This poem uses personification and symbolism in a telling manner and each verse has 8 lines with a syllable count of 8, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8 and the last two lines are a repeat of lines 1 and 2.  It is a rhyming poem with a scheme of a, a, b, b, c, c, a, a.

Sleepy Time

I usually get my best ideas when I am sleeping, but it is quite possible that I am going through hypnagogia at this point, a transitional state somewhere in the middle of being asleep and awake at the same time.  Every night as I lay my head on my pillow and put my sleep mask on, my conscious thoughts start to dissolve into memories of what happened during the day, what things I need to prepare for in the future and I often start dreaming of my past.  I think about places that I have gone to, both distant and near, the hearts that I have broken and the dragons that I slayed.  That time with the three men in the tub, perchance to dream, there’s the rub.  All of these images, stories, emotions and feelings make sleeping my favorite time of the day.

Written for Fandango’s Dog Days of August FDDA #29 where the prompt is your favorite time of the day and for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Opposing Forces hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she asks us to use the contrasting words asleep and awake along with distant and near.

Pun Fun

When life gives you melons, you are dyslexic.

Marriage is a matter of wife and death.

The melon farmer encountered strife, because he cantaloupe.

The knife cut to the chase and got to the point.

The double entendre is rife with humor.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Rhyme Time hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she asks us to use the following rhyming words, life, wife, strife, knife and rife.

Try to Love Again

Joyce called her brother Elliott on her cell and said, “I need your help to get rid of a body and you must keep this between us.  You said that you would do anything for me and now I am taking you up on your offer.”  Elliott said, “You mean a dead body, who is it and how did it happen?”  Joyce said, “I will explain everything when you get here, but please hurry.”

Elliott went right over and he saw his brother-in-law and Joyce’s husband laying on the floor in a pool of blood with a knife stuck in his chest and it looked like his throat was cut.  Elliott looked at Joyce and said, “Please explain what happened.”  Joyce replied, “He made me mad when he told me that he was unfaithful and he said that he was leaving me for his new secretary and I guess my anger got out of control and I reacted badly.  I was cooking chicken thighs for him, as I knew that was his favorite and I don’t even eat them.  He told me that I was his best friend for twenty years, but that the romance had disappeared from our relationship a while ago and it was time for him to move on.  His words cut deeper than a knife.  I was wounded and I struck back.  I grabbed the butcher knife that I had used to cut up the chicken and I used it to slit his throat.  It was very pleasing for me to watch him bleeding on the floor holding his throat and gasping for breath.  I kept saying in my mind, ‘Die you bastard’ and then I stabbed him in the chest.”

Elliott said, “I guess we could load him in the boat and toss him overboard, as there are a lot of sharks out there now and he will probably get eaten.  Pack up some of his belongings that he would take for a fishing trip and I will load the boat up with beer, so it looks like he got drunk and fell off the boat.  He was probably going to die from you cutting his throat and sticking that knife in his chest was probably a bit extreme.”  Joyce said, “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.”

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Mad About Metaphor hosted by weejars aka Sarah where we are supposed to use the metaphor “His words cut deeper than a knife.”