EAR-WORMS! Lyrically going mad . . .
November is Poetic Asides Poem-A-Day Challenge Month, among other intense writing options. Mary, Anne, Margaret, and I are diligently writing to the prompts, with a goal of something wonderful to publish at the end.
One of my favorite aspects is to see how differently we grab the prompts — or how they grab us. The poem below was written as a “together again poem”.
This post is adapted from one I recently published on my blog, 
RoadWriter:
Heart, Soul, and Rough Edges . . .
A Gypsy Journey of Words and Wonder
When I first heard of “ear-worms”, I felt vindicated. Others heard them, too — I wasn’t alone. Or nuts.
Never heard of ear-worms? I bet you have heard ear-worms many times in your life. Snatches of song lyrics (especially), bits of melody, or conversations playing out over and over and over in your head. They worm their way into your ear and then your brain.
No way to make them disappear. The harder you try, the louder — and more insistent — they get. You cannot win the fight against an ear-worm. You can only distract and/or overcome it by replacing it with something else.
Then, of course, THAT ONE becomes the ear-worm. And so it goes . . .
PAD 2 – 11/2/14 Ear-Worm Imbroglio (a together again poem)
What gibberish pokes
through mind brambles
- Oh, Sinner Man —
where you gonna run to?
My personal ear-worms
over and over
- Snowflakes on roses…
Whiskers on kittens…
over and over
over and over
- I think we’re alone now…
Beating of our hearts is the only sound…
Until BANG!
Too bad it didn’t work
- I am the walrus…
Do do do do, dodo dodo do do do do …
We’re together again
All at once
- New York hipster,
Cardiac hero of 2000 years …
Cacophony imbroglio
Madness defined
- Where were you
When the world stopped turning…?
Michele M. Graf
11-2-14
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