Brody’s Ode
O iridescent brute of razor grin,
O sleek and stealthy beast of steely eye,
You out-gleam garish fish of meagre fin
When cleaving through a sea as blue as sky.
O severer of summer surfer’s limb,
O spiller of the crimson cloud of life,
Your frenzied need to feed your greedy whim
Is keener than a blood-soaked butcher’s knife.
So here I am to blow you up and gloat!
Behold my bigger (so much bigger) boat.
Susan
Jarvis Bryant
If you have any thoughts
about this poem, Susan
Jarvis Bryant would like to hear them
