Loose Change
LOOSE CHANGE
Endoscopy opens to a hush, closes to applause
Dramatis personæ stride and snivel in between
While the playwright owns up as simply the you
In disguise and of course vice versa – All change!
Newton, Einstein, Erwin and his imaginary cat
A different sounding at each fresh embouchure
Bringing light, demolishing the old – All change!
Revolution on revolution yet nothing changes
Ancient foolishnesses replayed ad nauseam
Minotaurs and dinosaurs strut the halls of power
External, internal weapons of mass distraction
Eternal, essential the pulse the pulse the pulse
Distorted persists, breathes through every pore
Where would we be without our surroundings?
In a flash flood, a roar and a blaze of lightning
The walls of the citadel quiver and fall – All change!
As Alice tiptoes lightly through her looking glass
Boundless waters surround us as above so below
Rivers linger not and carry our bread away
A true love that will neither fade nor wither
Memories drift like leaves torn from a book
Even as the moving hand writes on – All change!
Evenings herald nights overburdened with
Dark eldritch dreams peopled by eery voices
“Wake up at the back there! Pay attention!”
I look around and find myself looking around
“Ninety-eight, ninety-nine …” – “All change!”
“At the third stroke …” “At the third stroke …”
Buy new improved, ditch the old – All change!
Rapine of the earth is not a spectator sport
Advertisements invade us twenty-five-seven
More and more of less is what and all we need
Emergency! Emergency! All hands on deck!
Posted on October 1, 2019, in Poetry and tagged Climate change, Life, Reality, Science, The World. Bookmark the permalink. 16 Comments.
Gawd! This was heavy reading but layered and meaningful.
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Thank you, Eric. Climate change in context.
See also:
https://archive.org/details/HyperNormalisation
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Wow.
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It was written in response to ‘Change’. and took about 5 hours to create. I used as a structure an acrostic for someone’s name, ‘Edwina Brame’. I’m happy to elucidate any of the references if a reader is confused/interested. 🙂
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One to read over and over! Glad to see you posted it, Ben. This could become a classic…. perhaps set to music even! 🙂
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It failed to appeal to the judge(s) though. Oh well. It takes all kinds.
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Judges must’ve been looking for mediocrity. Your poem is outstanding. 🙂
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I’m sure the winning poems (1st, 2nd, 3rd) weren’t mediocre, simply different from this one and more to their taste(s).
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A privilege to read as you awaited a judge’s response. Smartly written.
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I put a lot of who ‘I’ am and what ‘I’ believe into it. 🙂
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Seems a wonderful decision 🙂
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I was and remain happy with the result. I performed Loose Change at the poetry evening and it appeared to be well received. Always gratifying. 😉
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I’m certain reading your works for others must be every bit so.
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Unless I mess it up. Which can happen. Like a musician or singer, each rendition is different unless it it is done by rote and then the spirit is no longer there speaking forth. One reason I love jazz. 🙂
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Yes! The humanness of it is truly divine. I love jazz music for the same reason.
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I watch this one over and over. Watch and listen to the drummer! Not that the others aren’t equally outstanding. It’s as if the music plays them rather than the other way round.
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