On Spaceship Earth
A Rondeau
On Spaceship Earth it’s plain to see,
We’re unmatched in the galaxy,
In terms of living things that fly
And swim and run; who could deny
That we’re as lucky as can be.
Beijing to Washington DC,
We treasure our technology,
And everything that it supplies
                           On Spaceship Earth.
But wait, the crew has made a plea
To treasure water, treasure [...]

Fatherhood
is gazing at a a soft head
squeezed from the womb
the appearance of a pudding top
grinning at early open questions
why & why & why, as though
the universe were a pet
forming that familiar nest
that huddle of arms & faces
pausing       like a warm landscape
holding the weeping adolescent
who knows as only the growing know
that once upon a time       the [...]

Blue Whale
I am the whale, which swims with graceful mass
   Electric shining skin, a neon blue
No enemies but ships and greenhouse gas
   My numbers all too few
Guardian of the oceans, you could say
   The largest and the loudest of all time
Dissolving like my high-up spouting spray
   No reason and no rhyme.
Greg O’Connell © 2010

Which writing is it?
This lilting writing,
mimicking bright birds in flight,
is vivid ink,
                  singing.
Greg O’Connell © 2010
This riddle is a univocalic. It uses only one vowel.
Answer: In the comments section below.

The Writer of this Poem
The writer of this poem
is faster than a flea
as handsome as a movie star
as clever as can be
as tall as a ship’s mast
as strong as a sail
as bold as a monkey
as useful as a tail
as tricky as a skateboard
as handy as a glove
as wicked as hell
as holy as above
the writer of [...]

The Reader of this Poem
after Roger McGough
The reader of this poem
is common as a pea
as empty as a biscuit jar
as crazy as can be
as plastic as Hollywood
as smelly as a bin
as difficult as holiness
as ugly as sin
as unlucky as a dung beetle
as hairy as a spider
as sweaty as an armpit
as prickly as barbed wire
the reader [...]

Cool Poem
This poem’s cool
tattoos on every limb
loves to act the fool
drives a red dragster
filled with rocket fuel
hangs out at the mansion
parties by the pool
number one in the charts
born to rule
lead singer in the band
called it: Equinox

this poem rocks.
Greg O’Connell © 2010

Trampoline John, Trampoline Jean
Trampoline John, Trampoline Jean,
The bounciest we’ve ever seen;
They put electrodes in their pockets,
Fitted out their shoes with rockets.
Trampoline John, Trampoline Jean,
Bounced themselves to smithereens;
Launched themselves into the air,
Then one day simply disappeared.
Trampoline John, Trampoline Jean,
The undisputed king and queen;
Their motto echoes through the town:
“Live it up! And never come down!”
Greg O’Connell © 2010

Don’t be
A Song of Negation
Don’t be silent. Don’t be loud.
Don’t be doubtful. Don’t be proud.
Don’t be white or black or brown.
Don’t do that. You’re not allowed.
Don’t be early. Don’t be late.
Don’t be normal. Don’t be great.
Don’t be bent. And don’t be straight.
Don’t be clever. Vegetate.
Don’t be frightened. Don’t be mad.
Don’t be silly. Don’t be sad.
Don’t [...]

Daredevils
he’s into trucks
he’s into bikes
he’s into motors
and the like
she’s into cars
she’s into wheels
she’s into speed
and how it feels
he’s into ice
he’s into snow
he’s into lands
he doesn’t know
she’s into sharks
she’s into bears
she’s into snakes
she doesn’t care
they’re into smoke
they’re into flames
they’re into
death-defying games
they’re into smoke
they’re into fear
they jump from planes
into
          thin       air
Greg O’Connell © 2010