Saturday, April 26, 2014

The Jester

I tend to joke when I'm drowning
and welcome the work of the water.
I'm the daughter
you never taught to swim.
I make comedy of salt sting,
and I grin -
moss in my teeth.

For Marian's prompt at Real Toads

16 comments:

Kerry O'Connor said...

'welcome the work of the water' has wonderful rhythm. I do adore your amazing anti-heroes of poetry.

Marian said...

love, love this. wicked awesome, as we say :)

Karen S. said...

Wicked way, with wondrous words whaling within!

ccchampagne said...

What caught my eye (and my breath) was the first line, the 'I tend to joke when I'm drowning'... That one will stick with me. Well done!

Susan said...

Brilliant poem. Sad, but it touches my anger too. I knew someone like this once upon time. She took her own life eventually, but not by drowning. That was too everyday.

Sylvia K said...

Yes, the first line caught me, too!! Terrific as always, MZ!

jo-hanna said...

love the 'daughter' and 'taught her' combo.
You left out the 'waving' [or not?].
Well done baking something tasty out of these ingredients.

humbird said...

The jester's grin looks so eery...~ Blessings!

Helen said...

Hiding hurt and pain behind the jester's smile .. deep as the Seas your poem.

Fireblossom said...

"Now it's just another show/ it's leave 'em laughing when you go"

Gail said...

Wonderful words...I like to think you wrote about me.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

So perfect! "I welcome the work of the water" and the moss in her teeth - brilliant.

Susie Clevenger said...

This has a bit of dark humor...I can't decide if she is grinning as she drowns or she taught herself to swim and smugly chews moss as a snub to her mother. Either way..I love it!

Lorraine Renaud said...

you are indeed the Mama Zen of ironical darkness right through the moss in your teeth, always amazing

manicddaily said...

Perhaps better moss in teeth than moss ON teeth-- always cool and more than that. K.

grapeling said...

very cool, MZ ~