Darfur Fridge
What follows is a collaboration with the wonderful artist Rick Mobbs. This is the door to his refrigerator…
Wonder what the rest of his appliances look like?
Rainbows on the wall
Such a dazzling effect
Sunlight’s encroachment
Illuminating specks
Slender tranquil beam
Falls to hand adorned
With a golden ring
Holding stone earth born
The subsequent array
Splashing each color sewn
Upon the darkened nether
Of what I should have known
Familiar symbol of love
Familiar symbol of pride
Wrenched form goddess earth
By those with tortured hide
A moment of reflection
Caused such reflection
From beauty to morose
With silent inflection
For here as I sit
Dazzled by physics
Pondering the particles
And wave dynamics
Children hide from bullets
And machines of war
So that consumers
Find vanity in stores
.
I would be remiss if I failed to point out the title is in homage to Whypaisly from whom it was ”borrowed”.
April 23, 2008 at 9:33 am
have you seen lord of war?… if not please do
April 23, 2008 at 11:15 am
wow oz, that’s great! I’m going to add here what my 8 y.o. son, Broadus, had to say about the piece after we read and talked about your poem:
“…the little holes with the red around them look like where the diamonds used to be , but the red is the rocks that smashed the men but the diamonds came out whole.
and the mine owners get more greedy and are more wealthy…”
I’ll put this up on my blog with a link back to you.
April 23, 2008 at 12:14 pm
be sure to put his comments on there too as they are increadibly perceptive.
April 23, 2008 at 2:54 pm
that close is to die for… isn’t that just like humankind… busy us thinking about something so huge,, something we could never even begin to fully absorb…and in that way,,, you can rest assured,, we won’t see what is happening at the end of our nose…….
you might enjoy portions of this… while we are on the subject….
slight of hand
and thank you very much for your recent faithful support… i admire your work,, and enjoy your comments…
April 23, 2008 at 3:51 pm
Paisley’s right, that close is to die for. Good one, Ozy.
April 23, 2008 at 5:12 pm
You’re the real thing my friend. I’ve never been into poetry really. You and paisley are changing that. It’s astounding to me how much more you can say with a brief poem than with pages of prose. Magic.
April 23, 2008 at 7:13 pm
HA! A new member of the Ozy fan club! I told you it was merely a matter of time!
This was wonderful wonderful…. did i mention this was wonderful?
April 23, 2008 at 7:33 pm
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April 24, 2008 at 8:32 am
Douglas Adams wrote of a cloaking device in The Hitchiker’s Guide. It was called the “somebody els’es problem” field. If someone would notice, say, a UFO parked on the grass out of the corner of their eye their mind would go “its someone elses problem” and they would no longer be able to see it.
Seems feasable to me
April 24, 2008 at 1:51 pm
I cannot see good in war, and as you pointed out, it seems like it is always the kids that have to pay the biggest toll in them!
June 19, 2008 at 12:57 am
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