Saturday, August 8, 2015

Stefanie Bennett- A Poem


POLLSTERS, TAKE NOTE      
 
On nights of the full moon
I batten down
The hatch...
For who knows what city-slickers,
Layabouts
And deceivers
Will tally up to!
 
All and sundry’s fumigated;
Especially
The wicker chair
Belching
Collywobbles – and
Covered in hoar frost
... The lair
 
Where an enthused meteor
Squats and resumes his
Promethean
Shock-jock
Tale of
Devil’s dust
Gone ‘loco’.
 
Beware of pith and marrow,
He intones.
It’s ‘sucking eggs’
That makes
                  Men wise.
 
 
Stefanie Bennett has published over a dozen poetry books and has appeared in Dead Snakes, The Galway Review, The Lake, The Camel Saloon, Shot Glass Journal and others. Of mixed ancestry [Italian/Irish/Paugussett-Shawnee] she was born in Queensland, Australia in 1945. Her latest poetry collection ‘The Vanishing’ is published by Walleah Press July 2015
 

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