There once was an anarchy that Noah couldn't float,
so he saved all the animals except for the skeeters
and drank his insecticide alone, on a boat full of
busy bees that everybody's been looking for lately.
Electric Kool-Aid wasn't a Jones Town trend,
but the malathion pool keeps deepening
between what might quit bugging us if an
altered perception bent our holy way of thinking.
“Put it right in our mouths,” we yell to the
malathion men, dressed in clashing neck ties,
“and let all the skeeters die at once!”
How will the neighbors know if disease never spreads?
I look for an ending destination perpetuating
total moral collapse as evening ladies expose
their laundry in midnight soirées known for their
raucous incline times and horizontal rhythms.
Garden patches wrap sequestered tool vines
around dragon throats and honeysuckle chains
dipped in Avalon muscle fuel, and drink
insecticide darlings bred in malathion squads.
Anarchy never floated anyone’s boat as well as
the dangers of hypno-phonic men grabbing
high-style-shiver timbers the way Noah
took hold of his rain awareness skill;
heard a God voice thunder in his head;
built an ark in a covenant
(in the midst of men mocking)
shoved off to weather a storm with family;
and more than likely,
he never once drifted
in to a malathion pool.
an Ithica/Balldinger collaboration
Author notes
Prompt: Perserverence ~ Did Noah realize that no one else would knowingly set sail with him when those fateful 40 days of rain began - aside from his family? Art Credit: Noah's Ark ~ www.bible-stories-library.com/image-files/noa... Special thanks to Ken for the use of the awesome background...
A contest entry
- Vines Intertwining - A Collaboration Contest #75 by Lyndon.
5250 points, ended July 20, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Even without your author notes you two hit this prompt with unique style and voice. Very entertaining and well written.
A lot of thought and perseverance went into this piece. An excellent entry.
Bear with us as we make our way through the entries.
It will take some time to come to a list of finalists.
Well done you two! ~Pamela


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Indeed! The disease that cannot spread because the low flying ark is fumigating the valley below. Throw away the DIETHYLTOLUAMIDE and DDT, Noah has a new, safer aerosol to kill skeeters, its MALATHION.
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This is captivating! You have taken the old scripture and put a modern slant to it. I love your poetic version. Well done!
Love,
Amera♥

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Pretty good!


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Amazing write. I never looked at the Noah story quite this way before. Very creative!


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right the fuck stellar piece of work!


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very interesting
I've never heard any part of Noah's Ark told this way!
it was involving!

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The two of you are simply divine! What a piece to read today. Two of my favorite poets, writing together? WOW! skeeters? lol, Balldinger, you have to be responsible for that line?! You both are amazing... and thank you for sharing.
Mel


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What is it about arks today? This morning there was an astounding ark poem in my contest. Later I saw a riddle about the ark and now this!
Anyway this is the most unique perspective of the ark story I've ever read, as usual your imagination knows no bounds and the person collaberating must be very in tune.
Peace Georgia


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Nicely told once again, another nice work and certainly an interesting look at the story. Best wishes in teh contest,
Evan

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LOL, well scrape the barnacles off my hull and shiver me timbers - i think the earth would have faired better plus the skeeters and minus the man.
Bravo to the both of you on this one!
galfalfa

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this sounds more credible than the original story...lol
wonderfully told....
al













