ManicDDaily

Not Quite A La Vongole

Pearl and Oyster came to shore
in a ruffled and ridged canoe.
It was made of shell
stretched all pell mell
but at least it well fit two.

Oyster smiled the smile of a clam
tight-lipped and circumference-wide
while Pearl just beamed at all that sand–
the possibilities it implied.

To culture the beach like a music class
introduced, let’s say, to Puccini–
that’s how Pearl thought, so very fast,
while Oyster got caught in linguini–

Some folks don’t know about oysters;
all bivalves, to some, are the same.
Pearl wore her very best necklace
when she thought of Oyster again–

And when she heard the tenor Rudolfo
sing of Mimi’s ice cold hand–
tears pale as waves of milky froth
washed her once more onto that strand.

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Okay, okay. I couldn’t resist. I AM taking a mental blog break. But with Kerry O’Connor of With Real Toads AND Edward Lear, as an inspiration, the old wheels just started spinning. On my behalf, I have started re-working an old fantasy novel so I am making a sort of progress. (The drawing above is kind of awful but meant to be a pearl and an oyster.) Also, for those who don’t care for opera – Rudolfo is the tenor hero of La Boheme, by Puccini; he sings one of his greatest aria’s about the cold hands of Mimi, the soprano.