April marks the 20th anniversary of National Poetry Month. It has been my experience that poetry sometimes gets a bad reputation. What does it mean? How do you read it? Even after I’ve read it, I don’t always understand the deep, profound meaning.
My response to all of that is that perhaps you need to start simple and work up to those poems with “deep and profound meaning”.
To that end, let me introduce you to the absolutely hysterical, laugh out loud funny, children’s poet Jack Prelutsky. Prelutsky was named the first Children’s Poetry Laureate by the Poetry Foundation in 2006. Inventive and fun, his writing is wildly popular.
I share with you his delightful poem, The Turkey Shot out of the Oven.
Read, enjoy and set your poetry fears aside.
The Turkey Shot Out Of The Oven
The turkey shot out of the oven
and rocketed into the air,
it knocked every plate off the table
and partly demolished a chair.
It ricocheted into a corner
and burst with a deafening boom,
then splattered all over the kitchen,
completely obscuring the room.
It stuck to the walls and the windows,
it totally coated the floor,
there was turkey attached to the ceiling,
where there'd never been turkey before.
It blanketed every appliance,
it smeared every saucer and bowl,
there wasn't a way I could stop it,
that turkey was out of control.
I scraped and I scrubbed with displeasure,
and thought with chagrin as I mopped,
that I'd never again stuff a turkey
with popcorn that hadn't been popped.