The Accordian Effect

They thought they knew him
And then he seeped into rivers,

Shivered haikus
Under lullaby rain,

Uttered forecasts
From wild tidal seas

And quivered
Electric;

The zeitgeist pipe dream,
The gadabout sage.

He came back
Some months later,

Outlined simplicity
And kissed all the babies,

Praised God
In third person

And created
A slideshow.

He sat on the couch
Like a brother

And sang someone else’s
Words in slow motion.

He drank luke warm tea
And praised meditation.

He was into mountaineering
And chess.

He bent the truth
Until it fit in his ruck sack

And moved round the town
Like a King,

Step by step,
Freshly threatened,

Jeopardized
And rattling.

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2 Responses to “The Accordian Effect”

  1. Love the aliens & accordion poems very much. Particularly love the couplet ‘He bent the truth/Until it fit in his rucksack.’ Startling & very effective.

  2. Thanks, that’s lovely to hear. I think The Accordian Effect is one of my best for awhile, glad you like it too šŸ™‚

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