Poetry In Motion At 69... Until The End Of Time
The poem "Trees" is dearly beloved by many people who are clueless about what constitutes good poetry and is the subject of well-deserved scorn from those who do. With its mangled metaphors (first comparing a tree to a poem and then to some horribly deformed woman with her arms reaching up and her mouth kissing the earth), the poem is a fitting target for satire. Below is the original poem, followed by one of my many attempts at a spoof.
TREES by (Mr.) Joyce Kilmer
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
TREES REVISITED (by Richard E. Turner)
I think one must have some disease
To write a poem as bad as "Trees,"
Wherein the tree has its mouth pressed
Against the earth's "sweet flowing breast,"
With arms uplifted to the sky -
"Such posture is absurd!" I cry.
A tree that has not leaves but hair
Would give the wicked witch a scare.
Tree's got a bosom, earth a breast?
What's this fixation on the chest?
I know my verse is really awful,
But Kilmer's poem should be unlawful.
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TREES by (Mr.) Joyce Kilmer
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
TREES REVISITED (by Richard E. Turner)
I think one must have some disease
To write a poem as bad as "Trees,"
Wherein the tree has its mouth pressed
Against the earth's "sweet flowing breast,"
With arms uplifted to the sky -
"Such posture is absurd!" I cry.
A tree that has not leaves but hair
Would give the wicked witch a scare.
Tree's got a bosom, earth a breast?
What's this fixation on the chest?
I know my verse is really awful,
But Kilmer's poem should be unlawful.
~~
Hahahaha. [http://www.grammarmudge.cityslide.com]
~~
See ya!