Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Poetry Thursday

I think it's a good idea to get into poetry. Not so into it, but enough to appreciate it. I want to read more poetry. The discipline poetry takes to create is noteworthy. A poet must take a thought and fit it into stanzas, using only the most appropriate words. Yes, it takes some imagination in order to understand it. But why is that dreaded? We need to exercise our minds. So, in that order, I hereby declare Thursdays Poetry Days.

To start it off, here is a poem by my grandfather, Ron Durham. This Christmas season has been rather sad for me since he recently departed earth for Heaven. He was an artist, a poet, a writer. You can imagine why I miss him so much. This is for your enjoyment.

To a Cockroach
(Or, Bug Me to Live)



Ah, thou cockroach, you endure
Far beyond my overtures
For you to be exterminated,
And myself emancipated
From the gran ubiquity
Of your creep-and-carwlity.
You resist all tech-damnation
You’d survive e’en radiation
From wars that do mere mortals in.
So tempted, I, to hate like sin
Your shuddery longevity
That points to some eternity –
Until I realize your drive,
Against all odds, to stay alive
Is like the very verve I need
To stand against the word and deed
That tempts me to despair of heart.
Live on, thou bug, and life impart!
– Ron Durham, date unknown

5 comments:

chandy said...

Wow, that's great! I love the word "crawlity"!

I wrote a poem about a cockroach when I was in seventh grade, but mine wasn't nearly as good...I still remember some of it:

I was sitting one day watching TV
When all of the sudden, a roach crawled by me
I screamed and I jumped on something high
I could not move until the roach would die

You have my permission to publish that for your next edition of poetry Thursday...or find something better, whatever you want ;)

Jessie said...

HA HA! Pretty cute. If I can't find anything else, you'll be my next featured poetess! :)

Jen said...

I really do hate those bugs...but, that poem helps me to appreciate them a teeny bit.

Don Durham said...

It's Thursday, and I have no poetry. You have until 3:00am EST to produce a poem, or I'm going to have to do it myself.

D.L. White said...

That was awesome! Thanks for sharing it! :)