Ohiofarmgirl's Adventures in The Good Land is largely a fish out of water tale about how I eventually found my footing on a small farm in an Amish town. We are a mostly organic, somewhat self sufficient, sustainable farm in Ohio. There's action and adventure and I'll always tell you the truth about farming.


Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Poetry Slam: OFG Style

Editors note: Decent folks, just look away. Don't read this. Come back tomorrow when there will be cute baby ducks. Consider yourselves warned. We, the editors of Adventures in the Good Land, are blaming it on the heat as that's the only explanation for this foolishness. Hopefully this will be the first, and only, poetry slam.

The scene:  A gritty downtown nightclub, troubled urbanites and their followers fill the hazy basement of an after hours club, nervous competitors review their notes and wait to be called to perform. The MC hesitantly announces the next name... "OFG to the stage, please"...a smattering of applause and smirking looks from those who do well  at this kind of thing. Newcomers aren't welcome and are greeted with suspicion.

House lights go out and suddenly a single spotlight shines directly down on an unkept, angry looking woman in a dirty shirt and barn boots.  Varmint control is ugly and not for the faint of heart. Rat shoots, poison, curly tailed bear killers going mano y mano with the most hated vermin.....sometimes it all becomes too much, even for the steadfast.

OFG grabs the mic and yells her rage, expressing the events of the last several days the only way that she sees fit...She calls this...Parade of Death.

Rat-a-tat-tat!
Four dead rats in a sack
Die, rat, die!
Possum?
Got 'em!
Good girl, Kai!

The crowd is stunned, they let the vivid imagery and symbolism wash over them for a minute... then they are on their feet with wild applause. OFG drops the mic and walks off stage. The other competitors shake their heads knowing they can't follow that performance.

The night ends.


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Check it out! Chai Chai has posted some more of her fancy guinea prose.. haikus to be exact!  Great work baby!







9 comments:

freemotion said...

How much to rent Kai?

Damummis said...

Why did my brain instantly come up with So I Married An Axe Murderer when I read your poem? LOL

Kristen said...

Oh, that was fun. I love your vivid imagery and symbolism. :D

The Framing Fashionista said...

Thanks for the cheery wakeup this morning! 4 rats and only 2 tat-tats. Somebody around there is a great shot!

Stoney Acres said...

LOL! We are lucky not to have rats around our place. But mice? That's a different story!!!

David said...

Kai-POW!

Chai Chai said...

Reminiscent of the singer poet from "So I Married an Axe Murderer". Now why did that image pop into my mind?

Chai Chai said...

A Challenge Well Met
There is blood in the water
Slaughter by Kai-Who?

Anthony Cipolone said...

My dearest kitties,
Thanks for the half eaten mouse:
Bare feet, no lights. Close.

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