Saturday, December 3, 2011

Master of the Mystic Arts


Master of the Mystic Arts


Let love fall
wind-broken runner
X-man in Darwinia
if love has made you too human.
The sea will burn, 
a fire on the deep
blackening Aquaman
to a french fry, snakes devour you,
mountains fly
before you see another
mutant like me.

Save your bolts
hydrophobic tail-chaser
Dr. Strange in a stranger's land.
When the green lantern burns out,
reason won’t save you
just madden the hulk given
a brain despising its pelt
begging to be skinned.
I wore that shell in my cell
for ten years and a day
waiting for a hero

till I learned just how
to play with
the isotopes, and
kicked down
the door myself.
Now my hands 
shoot the lightning
I have my own costume
and wings 
you’ll only see
disappearing.





December 2011 

Posted for   Poetics   at dVerse Poets Pub
 Claudia hosts today, and she's asked us to relive our comic-reading days for inspiration. Dr Strange was always my favorite, though in this tale I'm not very kind to him. Come join us. Link is live till Sunday midnight.



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22 comments:

  1. Jenne' R. Andrews December 3, 2011 at 3:15 PM

    Wonderful, musical, reads like a sonata-- a cornucopia of great lines:

    Now my hands
    shoot the lightning.. !

    xj

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  2. FireblossomDecember 3, 2011 at 3:35 PM

    Oh yeah, tell it girl! Amen and all right.

    This is like Sisters Are Doin It For Themselves meets Arsenal Girl. Ten years and a day is long enough to make any gal cranky. I love the ferocity and the turns of phrase here. Step aside, lady coming through!

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  3. Cait O'ConnorDecember 3, 2011 at 3:36 PM

    Now my hands
    shoot the lightning
    I have my own costume
    and wings
    you’ll only see
    disappearing.

    I love the sentiments expressed in this poem.
    I also love the quotes because it's better than whiskey and the peace one too

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  4. ClaudiaDecember 3, 2011 at 3:58 PM

    so this is how it sounds if you drug an old verse out, bathe it in toxic waste, inject it with strontium 90 and give it a few jolts of lightning..? smiles.. think i have to try this as well.. esp. love the ending...and you surely have your own costume and wings.. (just in case, if you don't need your broomstick any more... could i borrow it...?) great write hedge

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  5. Brian MillerDecember 3, 2011 at 3:58 PM

    amazing what you change once you got the power you know...smiles...

    When the green lantern burns out,
    reason won’t save you
    just madden the hulk given
    a brain despising its pelt
    begging to be skinned.

    break it off girl! tight flow through there...an on message...smiles.

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  6. Rosemary Nissen-WadeDecember 3, 2011 at 4:16 PM

    Woo-hoo, go you! You are now my super-hero of choice. :)

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  7. ScarletDecember 3, 2011 at 5:03 PM

    I like the strong heroic voice.. kicking the doors and shooting lightning...these I like to do ~

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  8. author.nara.maloneDecember 3, 2011 at 5:26 PM

    Great build of tension. Loved that last stanza best, especially the wings only seen disappearing.

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  9. MaryDecember 3, 2011 at 5:46 PM

    Wow, this is a terrific super-hero write. I love the ending. I will look for your wings and for your disappearing....in my dreams.

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  10. TALONDecember 3, 2011 at 9:02 PM

    Hands shooting lightning could come in real handy (no pun intended).

    I loved the ending...super heroes don't need to stick around, do they?

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  11. AnonymousDecember 3, 2011 at 9:30 PM

    i bet the inside of your cape is all sparkly! especially love

    "and wings
    you’ll only see
    disappearing."

    ♥

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  12. Kerry O'ConnorDecember 3, 2011 at 10:13 PM

    What fun to pick out all the familiar characters. This poem brings back lots of memories. And I think you're right in suggesting that our comic books taught us to be our own heroes.

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  13. Dave KingDecember 4, 2011 at 3:38 AM

    Terrifying - and terrifyingly good.

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  14. RuthDecember 4, 2011 at 3:56 AM

    And she is super charged with power after all the heroes are said and done.

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  15. John (@bookdreamer)December 4, 2011 at 3:59 AM

    If it ain't fit, break with it baby and find the sky!

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  16. Other MaryDecember 4, 2011 at 7:27 AM

    Yes, we all should quit waiting, and make ourselves into our own heroes. I like the inclusion of all the others in the body, and your closing lines are...super!

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  17. Grandmother MaryDecember 4, 2011 at 8:21 AM

    Love the twist on stranger in a strange land where these heros dwell. And I love that you're not waiting for a hero- not you- you make your own costume and lightening! In more ways than one.

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  18. Maude LynnDecember 4, 2011 at 9:12 AM

    "hydrophobic tail-chaser." Am I just weird, or is that freaking hilarious?

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  19. hedgewitchDecember 4, 2011 at 9:18 AM

    Thanks all.
    @MZ: Well, you are just weird, but it's supposed to be funny, so not about that. ;-)

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  20. LisaDecember 4, 2011 at 6:30 PM

    I love the last stanza, I want to learn to play with the isotopes too..

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  21. MargaretDecember 5, 2011 at 2:11 PM

    for ten years and a day
    waiting for a hero

    ... and kicked down the door myself.

    Hey, you just might enjoy the adult comic I hi-light. I missed posting in time, but here is my link...

    A Fable Twist

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  22. AnonymousDecember 5, 2011 at 9:43 PM

    Wonderful close. K.

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"We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, out of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry." ~William Butler Yeats

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