The late winter thunder barks German
with a gusty hiss
that sends my wind chimes twisting
Wagner.
The clouds blue black,
and lightening flash
frames the back of the lines.
Time to retreat
to a pillow built barricade
armed with poetry and you
to french
and to resist
till the sturm und drang troop through.
Fiction in 55 words for my G-Man!
17 comments:
to french
and to resist....ha...love it...great hit on wagner as well...
really a tight piece mz
neat poem - lots of fun :-)
"to french/ and to resist" I love it! I adore the whole thing, MZ.
Fabulous!
That was freakin' kick ass!
This is so awesome on MANY levels!
Pretty atypical subject matter that you have transformed here.
Loved your Gotterdammerung 55
MZ...You really did blow me away with this one.
Thanks for this Masterpiece
Have a Kick Ass Week-End
Google was instrumental for me here - but now I realize how awesome this is!
Love is a battlefield, eh? Loving the pillow barricades.
Love it ! very vivid February -thanks.
This was cool!
This is wonderful!
That's the kind of war I want to be involved in! Great, fun write.
brilliant! love "till the sturm and drang troop through" (shades of my German literature classes in college) - & oh goody, i can hardly wait for the next thunder storm, so i can practice my German again ;)
"armed with poetry and you" -- sounds perfect.
To French, and to resist really makes this poem.
If I was a lit or history professor I would bring this to class and ask for flash impressions! Marvelously done.
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