HAD HE CLIMBED HIGHER
Jack clambered up the bean stalk
And there he was with a fee fie foo fum
The giant, a monstrous gawk
Had he climbed higher, high enough
To touch the sun
He would have seen and non too soo
A mun starr eyeing Houston
Big enough to overshadow the moon
Had he climbed high, and kept on climbing
He would have heard the whispers
From down below solar eclipse sol ar e clipse sola
Eclipse becoming clearer and crisper
Rising to a holler
Had he climbed higher, high enough
He would have seen him falling, falling falling
Collapsed from sun burns
And his tears the rivers and dams filling
Poured in like ashes to an urn
Had he claimed high, and kept on climbing
With those whose every possession was caught
In a flood, where no oracle prophesied an ark
Jack would have heard the sobs of those fraught
A people ravished by his fall, his mark
Had he climbed higher, high enough
He would have heard a name through distraught sobs
Called out "Harvey"
But no he just grabbed the goose and other such dobs
And down the bean stalk he went in a jarvie
HAD HE CLIMBED HIGHER © gillena cox 2017
Blog hopping today with imaginary garden
A Skyflower Friday: Monsters
Prompted by Kerry O'Connor, standing in for Shay, with a Fireblossom Friday flavoured challenge.
Revisit
August 31 2015
Let's not forget how people banded together in this tragedy. (the golden egg)
ReplyDeleteIndeed. Happy you dropped by Martin
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I had a feeling it would involve Harvey. Harvey is an old man, finally. He wasted away his talents for destruction, sort of like ISIS and another prominent of whom I will not give a name. Destroy, destroy, destroy, all that was good, was the work of his life. I like your idea of integrating Jack and his beanstalk with this poem. Thank you, it made for a good read.
ReplyDeleteBTW, we living in a suburb of Houston, almost lived on an island. We did not get water in our house but people pretty close in all directions did. Our drainage was special.
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Happy to hear you were in the lucky group Jim.
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Oh I love the ties between Jack and the present,
ReplyDeleteThank you for your appreciation Björn
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A poignant and timely write, Gillena!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Sanaa
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Well this certainly is a different perspective on monsters that we have to contend with ourselves and not in nursery rhymes. The terrible natural disasters around the world must certainly make us less complacent about climate change theories.
ReplyDeleteI like the way you take us skyward, for a satellite-like view from the tops of the beanstalk - the images of Harvey are still so vivid in my mind.
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Clever rendering of the beanstalk myth.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping in Paul
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