There was a king who sought to enter Law,
for as he noshed a cone of Rocky Road,
the Emperor of Ice-Cream froze his jaws
& caused the Queen to love pie á la mode.
The Court’s legates cold Caesar’s claim endowed
when, like sorbet in August heat, they fixed
the parley for a Sundae, which allowed
the parfait-lord to melt it with a lick,
yet though the suit dissolved, that frigid tzar
still tasted justice like old Custer’s stand
because thenceforth his ices reeked of tar
& all his custard seemed to be was sand,
for deeds of ill & dairy sweets (if spilled)
both leave their mark malevolent & chill.
G. M. H. Thompson’s publication credits: Scifaikuest, Shemom, Bear Creek Haiku, Haikuist, Anti-Heroin Chic (formerly Heroin Chic), Old Red Kimono, Road Not Taken: The Journal of Formal Poetry. Let Us Go, a poem by G. M. H. Thompson, won the Winter 2016 Heart & Mind Zine Judge’s Choice award in the category of poetry. Four of G. M. H. Thompson’s as-yet-unpublished poems will appear in the forthcoming 2016 anthology of Scurfpea Publishing.
Competent rhyme scheme, funny, and it scans! Nice shot at Stevens, there.
Your words are very kind, and thank you for noticing my reference to Stevens, although it was not necessarily meant as a shot at him, more of just a somewhat playful exploration of one of his more famous characters.
scans?
Jolly droll … does the heart good to read this kind of humour from a modern pen!
Thank you; you’re very kind.