Songs of Eretz Poetry Review is pleased to present "The Blue Picnic" by Ross Balcom as the Poem of the Day for December 3, 2014. Mr. Balcom has been a frequent contributor to the Songs of Eretz Poetry E-zine where a brief bio may be found.
Ross Balcom
1.
I
will not be held accountable
for
my dog's paintings.
2.
A
year ago,
my
wife disappeared.
She
was piloting a small plane
on
an afternoon jaunt
with
her friend and co-pilot,
Gladys.
The
day was sunny,
the
sky blue.
According
to witnesses,
a
large flying saucer
swept
out of nowhere
and
swallowed her plane.
Then
the saucer was gone.
My
wife has not been seen since.
(Neither
has Gladys,
but
nobody misses her.)
3.
A
week after the incident,
my
dog painted this picture:
a
fierce blue void,
a
yawning sort of
maw
a sort of
a
a a
I
mean, it's beautiful,
the
blue
beautiful
and terrifying,
somehow
that
a dog could
would
.
He
titled it "The Blue Picnic."
(Title
in the corner, lower right.)
4.
His
little paws
daubed
with blue.
5.
I
washed the paint
from
his paws.
Then,
mysteriously,
his
eyes turned blue.
6.
Strange
lights and shapes
appear
in his eyes at times.
(Those
eyes still blue,
so
very blue.)
He
watches the skies.
7.
Out
of nowhere,
came
the saucer,
with
one mission:
to
break a dog's heart.
To
break a dog's heart.
(Well, it
broke mine, too.)
8.
awrooooooooo!
Poet's Notes: The title came first: I wanted to write a poem called "The Blue
Picnic." The result was this playful piece about a flying saucer, a
missing loved one, and a brokenhearted dog with a penchant for painting.
By the
way, I have tremendous respect for dogs. I think they can teach us more about
love than all the "saints" combined.
Editor's Note: I enjoy the nonsensical, psychedelic aspects of
this piece. Also, I share Mr. Balcom's view on dogs.
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