Amidst a dapper glimble
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I’d say this poem was inspired by Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll, with clear thematic parallels of fighting a monster, but I can’t truthfully say that. Influenced, maybe. I was searching for a way to leap out of a stifled dark place, knowing that if I was struggling with my own sense of feeling trapped, I could let the words roam freely for me. So…
This poem is inspired by the creatures that come alive in the dark.
Amidst a dapper glimble
Amidst a dapper glimble
As the ships lay in coves that day
A darkness fraught with rumbly knots
Brought grumblies to the bay
The shoom shoom gulls and bold atolls
That in their canvas blue would lay
Shookered down with mildred frowns
In the deepst wrought fear that shuddered in the waves
The sand bears rumpled to their glallows
The bark crabs stumpled into holes
As wild wondrous riled tumptuous
Songs rang among the shoals
The men on ships with bungy hips
Strampled stropples to the decks
Men who’d drownded, still unfounded
Their bones arose to see what’s next
Amidst the dapper glimble
As the darkfraught shimmer toilmed to the shores
The lightsliver that stayed aglimber
Fought back brimly with a stampede in its soul.
The men tied to cannons and birds ahide in hammicks
Wonkled glurious in awestruck dumbly thought
As the glimble glow against the jerpiest foe
Stood thimbly tall against a giant
The starburst living reefbeds
In colors drippy underneath the spray
Pokled through the waves with bidonkulas
With hopes to spect upon the fray
The glimble gloam stood tall alone
Its heart brilliant backed against the shore
As the grumbly shrouds atop chaos clouds
Squealt they could fight no more
Undimmed by the ronkus
The dapper glimble heard jazzy from the jungle
Turnt around it gazed on down
As the shoreline was abungle
The sand bears tossed afrizzy
And the crabs stimpled with their clacks
The shoom shoom gulls all grizzy
As men untied their bodies from the decks
The waves leapt ateddy
The stars clapped their paws
As the dapper glimble, heart of a thimble
Bowed glowly to applause
End.
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