Lucy Spoke Diamond dust when we met
on a one night blind date set up by my college
room mate, promising a roadtrip out of kansas
with every heel click once she
slipped, tongue pressed, passed my lips
on the back of 25 cents, dropping me in the
mail slot, ending up in the dead letter room in
the post office on the dark side of the moon
stamped postage due, and
unable to hitch a ride, i followed street sign
popsicles melting in a purple haze picasso
paintings to an intersection seeking direction
from a time concious rabbit and his girl Alice
eat this, drink that, whisper the cheshire cats
leaving you dance paranoia's razor, slippery slope
of no hope tomorrows, lies hidden behind
Mona Lisa smiles, but get out of jail free is
just a card in Monopoly, cause what they fail
to tell you, fine print on the label, is escape
lasts minutes then you right back in it, only
deeper & soon enough you'll need it again
she'll intro you to friends...and again...and again...
"Hey Lucy, you got some esplainin to do!"
Rickie Ricardo yelling, but she's off selling
herself to another brother just as jacked up
as you, yeah reality sucks at times, but
its hard to rewind the tape once it spools
and only fools fall in love with and few
live to tell it, but i did and i gotta say,
she's a promise unkept and that ain't cool---
Monday, April 4, 2011
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Reading the poem I couldn't help but to think of one of those pinball machines where the ball shoots around hither and thither, bouncing off electric springs and being flipped back and forth. An exhilarating - and a most enjoyable - experience.
very fun to read, thank you!
What a trip! From the Beatles to Highway California, this sung several tunes in my head as I read it.
A real sense of urgency on this one. A stream of conscious rant that took me along. Poetry or prose?
First I thought Lucy is a tape cassette but even as I read it again I can't say I figured anything, but still rather fun reading.
Wow what a nice rant you made
I like all the attention you paid
As it made my mind go here and there
The gutter even took a minute to spare
Damn I was almost first too
The I could do a burst like you
But alas I'm just a tad too slow
Keep up the good reads and back to work I go
Thankfully, Lucy always gave me the creeps. Well done, Brian!
Gee, Brian, the slippery slope is hard to climb back up again. Excellent poem!
A fun read.... :-)
probably one of my favorites of your so far of whatever i've read
ps. promise unkept ...ya that is uncool batman...very uncool,,:))
Lucy and her ilk make all kinds of promises,don't they? Love all the psychedelic refs. Made me want to find some bell bottoms and put on play the soundtrack to "Hair." Great write, Brian!
Once you escape the grips, you never, ever wanna go back.
Hmmm...just like it!
Lucy to Lucy, but I missed Lucy (my fave). Beatles to Jimmy to Judy to Julia to Wynona. Who do you love?
I have to be honest...I got lost in this one. Couldn't find my way. :(
Great use of tags and verbal signposts, a good flow, and a genuine message. Lucy's one of those girls you just got to let go. She was kinda fun to watch for awhile, though.
Very cool poem!
brilliant, cool and undertones of something sensual...
thanks magpie...this is a hard write...with a few stickies for those that know drug culture...such as the first 'Lucy Spoke Diamond....the only caps outside the names...spell LSD...with that key i imagine the rest you can figure out...
Thankfully, I missed this experience in my youth.
I found it haunting, a psychedelic trip down memory lane.
Is it tomorrow...or just the end of time?
Remember how they used to say LSD would damage your chromosomes? What a bunch of hooey. But I was a teenybopper in Lucy's heyday. I was more likely to do Juicy Fruit than window panes!
WOW>>> VERY LSD ish.. loved it...
I saw a lot of people go down this road, and you captured it perfectly.
Really well done.
=)
Wow! Reading this made my heart beat fast. The more I read I realized what you were referring to (fist pump: I got it!!) So glad you lived to tell it my love....since we met shortly there after!
I love the various Lucy references, Brian. That was really fun to read.
Love the rhythm and jazziness of this. "get out of jail free is
just a card in Monopoly" might be the best line ever.
Think you should put this one to music Brian.
Glad to read your "clue" cuz that's where I went right away, but it seemed like quite a few of your commenters didn't catch it. Depends on your crowd, I suppose ;-) Brilliant capture of those type of experiences and some classic one-liners I'd love to steal. Get out of jail free card. Purple haze popsicles and picasso. Dead letter room in the PO on the dark side of the moon...very Brianesque lines :-) You need to take this one somewhere. It's your best yet, in my opinion.
that is indeed cool. man, that imagery is so delicious. good to see you:)
Wow, that was some bounce.
I was with Magpie, but glad you cleared it up and it made more sense.
mate ,you never cease to amaze me, that was incredible ;)
"Lucy, Lucy, Lucy..." She is too friendly by half, needs to make fewer introductions.
Love the allusions--"dead letter office...on the dark side of the moon"--priceless!
What a trip! That was phenomenal wrapped in an awesomeness candy coating.
Oh, very nice. No, she was not cool. Glad you lived to tell, though. And I agree...set it to music!
"Lucy in the sky with diamonds." Now I'm singing the song...
It's funny, but i was in a store the other day - just your average, everyday store - and there was a poster with glamorous Lucy, swinging from the sliver of a moon.
Oh Luuuuuuucy!
Wow, what a trip! ;) Great cadence and amazing allusions and images: "popsicles melting in a purple haze picasso." That pops, man! Thanks for the rockin' ride!
Hey now Brian, Lennon would argue with you that the song has nothing to do with drugs even though he was known to drop acid...
Once you've gotten away from the diamonds you must NEVER go back...a quick slide to hell from there. Glad you turned your back on it.
Not cool at all, but you can always find another person to play board games with.
A wild trip -- really well done but now it's time to look for Suzanne who'll feed you tea and oranges that come all the way from China -- or maybe, instead, the Sisters of Mercy are what you need.
LSD will do that to you!! for days and days... thank god this little addict is clean today, no more clicking my heels to get out of kansas!!
I could not identify with the lsd part but still felt as one with this Brian because one who is in love is sucked in as hard as painted here and who can say which drug is deadlier..personalyy love is a killer :)
Well, I almost hate to admit I got it. But not from personal experience - the LSD just spoke to me from the very beginning - I guess anyone who really knows Lucy in the Sky would've guessed it.
Or maybe it's just because I have so many close relatives who know Lucy and her friends...
Wow, this was a fantastic blend of various lyrics, movies, television shows and fairy tales.;) And all spiced up so well with your own endless imagination and creativity.;))
Have a lovely day dear Brian,
xoxo
I losed somewhere between. I enjoyed the last stanza. Thanks for the post. You have a nice day!
re read with your cue to Magpie ... with that explanation everything fell in place and wow what a brilliant piece! :)
No a promise unkept is definitely not cool. You know I don't care for poetry but kinda liked this.
beautifully crafted wise poem brian. well loved the conclusion. :)
trisha
You just needed a better chemist or to have stuck to the organics untouched by the human hand. Never rode one like that.
Oh that Lucy is up to her ole tricks again...Slick isnt she :) GREAT Brian, as always...I cant pick a fav...I love this ALL!
A promise unkept - and then there are all those references to songs and games and stories. I think what you've done here is to capture life as it is!
This is excellent! I enjoyed the ride even though I knew the ending wouldn't be happy. "Use, abuse, and discard". There's never enough on any drug to escape forever.....
Promises, shomises! What do any mean when your tripping down the back alley on the heels of a white rabbit...Calling into question reality, and all the wonderful ways available to us to alter it...needless to say this has caused my imagination to run slightly wild. If I missed the mark, my apologies...but at least I still enjoyed the read :) Wonderful write, Brian.
I don't know that I got it all. I thought Luch was a prostitute. My mind's not too clear, so maybe I need to reread. Still, I get lost in the stream of your words and all I could say once I read it was - amazing.
This one is really cool. I actually felt my heart beating faster. That's how good it was. What a trip!
"...slippery slope of no hope tomorrows..." = my favorite line
I understood and hoped you didn't have to go through that tripping, but I loved the run-on words and hidden meanings. Well Done!
Adore "the shadow puppets we cast"... AND I adore the image of us walking in the door and hanging up our skins. Would we be as impressed with our souls?
I always tell my kids LOVE is a verb. Not enough to say it, we must do it.
Splendid thoughts here today.
So good, Brian, and that last stanza says it all.
what a gutsy trip...felt it all the way...LSD, what a tricky dame.
Singing your poetry along to whatever tune works...like Bob Dylan.
I love the way you weaved in all of the familiar references...
Those were the days my friend.
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