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Thursday, April 26, 2012

The Codebook’s Finished

In this poem

the daybreak represents
morning
and the tree
is knowledge.

The babbling brook
is supposed to be
the mocking voices
of a vacuous
culture.

The snail
on the stone
represents the perseverance
of the protagonist

while the dew
is meant
to conjure doubt.

The aging windmill
in the distance
represents
Man’s ultimate
mortal demise,

whereas the frog
represents the most
noble of
all human endeavors.


OK,
now that
the codebook’s finished,
on to

the poem.


(Written for Meeting the Bar: Allegory at dversepoets.com . As usual, when I can't do what's expected of me, I make fun of the situation.)

34 comments:

  1. And we all know what happens if you kiss a frog... it... croaks LOLOL
    Thanks for the chuckles :)

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    1. Thanks for your chuckle! It croaks!

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  2. haha....the frog, hugging the ground and flying just a bit..i like it....and windmills, i thought those to be politicians but then we need a don quixote...maybe the demise is of values....i find the dew refreshing personally unless it causes me to slip in the grass and bust my deriere...not sure i spelled that right and it does not rhyme with grass, butt...then again, this was fun...

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    1. Thanks brother, when I hate admitting that I can't do something, I mock it instead. Thanks for laughing.

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  3. I enjoyed your parody greatly. Don't come read mine it is full of symbolism :).

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    1. Thanks, and don't pay attention to me. Remember "we mock the thing we are to be."

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  4. Fun poem (or should I say "codebook"?), Mosk!

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  5. Mosk- You always make me smile... here and in your comments on my blogs. Thank you.

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    1. Knowing that I make you smile is wonderful! Thanks!

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  6. Ha! I know where that poem is.The frog at least, though the aged windmill is sorely lacking.And the snail on the stone is smashed, I'm afraid. Pissed if you like, legless, drunk as a skunk after falling in the beer trap.

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    1. I'd dance to be legless, and rather be pissed off than pissed on! Thanks!

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  7. This explains why you would indeed hate my poetry. I love all that stuff. ;-) A very funny take on the prompt.

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    1. I don't hate your poetry! If anything, I'm too damned ignorant to understand it! Thanks for your kind words.

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  8. I loved this. I like the dew being the doubts and I just love the frogs being our own. I always see it that way!

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    1. Well, isn't that the way it always is? Thanks!

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  9. Mosk, I had fun reading this and, indeed, enjoyed your parody--a process note in poetic form. So glad you took the challenge on a ride!

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    1. Aw, shucks, I thought imitation was the sincerest form of flattery. Parody is the next-sincerest.

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  10. Very clever...much enjoyed!

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    1. Thank you, thank you. If I can't do it right, then at least I'll screw it up on a grand scale.

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  11. Love the way you stood this prompt on its head!

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    1. Yes, but it didn't - all the blood rushed to its head and became nauseous. Thank you!

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  12. But what does the Codebook represent? Wait, I know! The answer to the meaning of life?

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    1. Can't tell you, or the Freemasons would kill me. Mum's the word, eh? Thanks!

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  13. Oh man, this may be the best I've read all day. I adore this. Absolutely fantastic.

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    1. Thanks - love that you adored it.

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  14. haha...so very cool...what a creative take on the prompt...love it buddah

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    1. Thanks - it's a cheap laff, but I'll take it.

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  15. Ha ha, the Freemasons. The Codebook, whatever it contains, is irrelevant to me... it's all the other details in the allegory that make this work. Great stuff, brudda! Love, Ameleh
    http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/04/26/omaha-nebraska-abc-weds/

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    1. I knew you'd get it, Ameleh - now, explain it to me. :)Thanks

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  16. Oh thank goodness you explained it all. I was all in a dither. Now I know how to view the world.

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    1. I was in a dither once, but ate too much and had to be cut out of it with a scissors. Thanks.

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  17. I suppose every kind of poetry has its place. I always hated trying to analyse poems, and never quite understood hows or whys. Personally I enjoy reading poetry when I know what the heck the poet is talking about. Give me images I can relate to. If I wanted to do a puzzle I get the newspaper and do a crossword. Love it. Don't take this weird but I seriously want to be your best friend.

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  18. Thanks, Caren, that's how I feel too. Thanks also for wanting to be my best friend, as I'm a lousy one who doesn't return phone calls or emails until months of guilt lapse. But thanks for the kind sentiment.

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