Showing Me the Moon

(A Terzanelle for Dr. Michael Castro, the first official St. Louis Poet Laureate)

 

 

showing me the moon

underwear too far down

I thought of him a loon

 

more harlequin than clown

the pattern was quite checkered

underwear too far down

 

I feared a sight soon peckered

lower and lower slid his pants

the pattern was quite checkered

 

his grab too often on his lance

got the lad excited

lower and lower slid his pants

 

too soon he was self-knighted

waddle waddle everywhere

got the lad excited

 

the question remained who would stare

waddle waddle everywhere

showing me the moon

I thought of him a loon

Published 2019 in the now-defunct Not Your Mother's Breast Milk blog