Peculiar
A poem about the weird things in our world.
Pardon.
Peculiarity—picked, pointed.
Puffed peacocks, performative persons,
picturesque pitfalls, perfect pimples.
People pay, praise, promote
particular phenomena—popular, priceless, poetic.
Pigeon pecks, paperbag puppets,
plushie pillows, premium packages.
Peculiar people, places, pieces.
Perspective persists.
About the Creator
Madison Newton
I'm a recent graduate of Stony Brook University with a degree in Environmental Humanities and Filmmaking. I love writing and storytelling, and I love sharing my work so I can continue to improve my written voice.
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Invitation to Renga With Me
Ladies and Gentlemen, I am returned. I am envisaging a grand entrance here, a footman perhaps, announcing my arrival, or a both doors flung wide attention grab. That I actually slipped in quietly with an itsy bitsy haiku seems far more in keeping with my actual style. Either way, I am back after an absence of a couple of weeks in which I dedicated myself fully to a family holiday. I could do no different, it has been a very full trip, and a wonderful trip for it. But though I read most of a novel, I took no time to read on Vocal, and no time to write either.
By Hannah Moore4 days ago in Writers
Comments (3)
This poem beautifully captures the essence of peculiarity in our world, from the performative individuals to the perfect imperfections of things around us. The alliteration and use of vivid imagery make it an enjoyable and thought-provoking read. Well done, Madison Newton! Thank you for sharing this piece with us.
Well done, but how does Bojack Horseman fit in? Yeah, he's peculiar, I get it. 🐴🙃
Perfect