Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Founders Day

I guess I'm not really grown,
cause I still dream
of setting the Founders Day picnic on fire -
the bandstand burning,
apple pies charring,
Mason jars of Everclear bubbling, becoming

bottle rockets ready to fly
straight to the socket
of a mascaraed eye
I still wish to hell
I'd blacked
way back then.

For The Tuesday Platform at Real Toads

17 comments:

Susan said...

Smiling.

Buddah Moskowitz said...

I'm there with you, MZ. Can I aim a few of those mason jars westward toward California?

Jim said...

Girls you age had a hard time being bad, at least the "nice" ones. Boys, well, ...? (I had my first whiskey drink on prom night, shot my first pistol at school during the class play (when I was off stage, a few of put real bullets in the gun and did some shooting), ...
You should have been there when I went off to 'college' (I only lasted three semesters that time). Hint: my roommate regularly wooed an older (than us) lady so she would buy beer for us. Bad. blacked.
..

Lucinda Goce Bristol Tamhane Sahakian said...

have a good day.

Gail said...

You make me remember dreams.

Magaly Guerrero said...

I'm sure you're grown. Either that, or give me a thimble and call me Peter!

thotpurge said...

Make me think that a little bit of left over angst is a good thing!

Sioux said...

HFFF! (If you email me, I'll tell you what HFFF means) This was incredible. Just when I think you can't pack any more of a whallop with just a few words, you do.

Every freakin' line was brilliant, the line break between the stanzas a fabulous choice as well.

Wow!

blueoran said...

Everclear in Mason jars. That's the truth juice of Founder's Day. I link arms with Sioux and go wooo-eee.

Marian said...

Love this. Man, I can relate... yikes.
I don't know what Everclear is but think I figured it out. :)

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

A whole different dimension to the 'inner child'. (Grin.)

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is marvellously iconoclastic.

Fireblossom said...

Go and get 'em, girl, before they get you.

Carol Campbell said...

Very cool!

Susie Clevenger said...

Oh, I have some of those recurring thoughts. This is a fantastic, biting reflection.

Outlawyer said...

Ha. One can understand, certainly with your vividness! Great enjambment here especially; I love the way last stanza flows. k.

Ella said...

Bravo, Mama Zen! You dazzle like fired rain~