R. Gerry Fabian

This poem was unplanned; a definite accident.
When discovered, the poet considered aborting the poem
but a strong background in traditional grammar
caused the poet to immediately relent.
At first, there was an enormous fear
that the poem could not be cared for
as the earlier and older poems once had been.
This proved erroneous as the poem developed a unique style.
As a poem, its temperament was quite gentle
like that of the cherished neighborhood dog.
The poem never minded the hand-me-downs
from the older poems now resting in magazines.
Ordinary people would read this poem
and quickly understand it.  Some even quoted it.
The poem was always welcome at church picnics
and other complete family gatherings.
On nights when sleep was especially hard
the author would think fondly of this poem
and slowly ease into rapid eye movement.

©2012 This work is the property of the author.


Posted on August 22, 2012, in POETRY, R. Gerry Fabian and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. MM welcomes R. Gerry Fabian. This is the first of three poems from him. I couldn’t help but love it.

  2. Tender mercies on this poet’s refusal to have your mother’s poem. What a theme for a fab five Fabian society’s utopian dream for his poem’s immortality! It begins with an accidental emergency room call for words to express a diagnosis of his human condition. Shall I
    let this poem live. Fabian decides to sing out from his hip verse in a subtle self-deference
    which doesn’t fool anybody because he is determined to let the life of his poem be born.
    And that is a good thing for all of us, to reverence the well-crafted and crafty innovative communication of a survival’s narrative. We are all caught up in the incubation from a language’s womb.Then the man child survives and rests in peace.

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