Not cinched
cloistered
coffined
poems
but big
blubbery
Balzakian
bursting with life
Rubenesque
with rotundity
doorstoppers
of poems
life spilling out
of them
like clothes from a suitcase
clowns out
of a jalopy
Balzakian
32 thoughts on “Balzakian”
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John Malone 
Oh how joyous. But quite different to yesterday’s requests. 🙂
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I’m glad you noticed that: on reflection I felt I had gone too far towards the frugal, the lean, the restrictive —
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The poem’s such a tight little package all about extravagance. I love it’s irony.
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its —-that bothers me to leave.
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? I didn’t realize the irony till you pointed it out 🙂 sometimes I out ironize myself 🙂 is that even a word?
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Ironization’s in my dictionary so ironize must be a word…..
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hey! great to hear from you, Don; and thanks for the news about that word; it’s very arrogant to create a new word: that was Shakespeare’s realm 🙂
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I create new words all the time…..does that make me arrogant?….. or Shakespeare of the 21st century?…..
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I think as writers, Don, we have the right to create new words; otherwise how will the English language — or any for that matter — progress?
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Completely agree here….
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Clown car!
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yes, Chel: I had to get that clown car in somewhere even if I had to write a poem to do it 🙂
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It looks like you had too much fun lately or spending time at children’s parties maybe?
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just fun with words 🙂
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💙 this line …. bursting with life
Rubenesque
with rotundity
A happy jaunt past the billabong. 😉😊
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I just love words: their shape and sounds more than meanings; meaning are very much secondary 🙂
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If I wasn’t so coulrophobic
I would make a nice comment,
but I found your poetic post
had a most traumatic effect 😱
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I had to look up ‘coulrophobic’ ; had that clown sketch on my laptop for ages so I had to invent a post where I could slam it down meaningfully 🙂 apologies for the trauma, David 😦
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Hi John, I love how you play with words.
So much whimsy in this poem. 😀
eden
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thanks, Eden; my previous blog was actually called ‘The Wallah of Whimsy’; we’re all good at something 🙂
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It’s nice
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Nice..
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glad you liked it 🙂 thanks for saying so —
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I loved the last 3 lines John.
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that’s the general consensus, Hobbo; you send in the clowns, everyone applauds 🙂
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This is a perfect poet manifesto, John!
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thanks Matthew; I got a little carried away, swept up in what I was saying 🙂
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Explosive and fun
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thank you; that’s a great description 🙂
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Love it. No anorexic fashion-plate supermodel itty-bitty tidbits, eh? No nutrition to be found in the starvation diet plate.
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🙂 full on fullness, Ed 🙂
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… unfettered festooning …
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