Monday, 3 February 2014

Poem of the month: The Frivolous Cake



The Frivolous Cake 

A freckled and frivolous cake there was 
That sailed upon a pointless sea, 
Or any lugubrious lake there was 
In a manner emphatic and free. 
How jointlessly, and how jointlessly 
The frivolous cake sailed by 
On the waves of the ocean that pointlessly 
Threw fish to the lilac sky. 

Oh, plenty and plenty of hake there was 
Of a glory beyond compare, 
And every conceivable make there was 
Was tossed through the lilac air. 

Up the smooth billows and over the crests 
Of the cumbersome combers flew 
The frivolous cake with a knife in the wake 
Of herself and her curranty crew. 
Like a swordfish grim it would bounce and skim 
(This dinner knife fierce and blue), 
And the frivolous cake was filled to the brim 
With the fun of her curranty crew. 

Oh, plenty and plenty of hake there was 
Of a glory beyond compare - 
And every conceivable make there was 
Was tossed through the lilac air. 

Around the shores of the Elegant Isles 
Where the cat-fish bask and purr 
And lick their paws with adhesive smiles 
And wriggle their fins of fur, 
They fly and fly 'neath the lilac sky - 
The frivolous cake, and the knife 
Who winketh his glamorous indigo eye 
In the wake of his future wife. 

The crumbs blow free down the pointless sea 
To the beat of a cakey heart 
And the sensitive steel of the knife can feel 
That love is a race apart 
In the speed of the lingering light are blown 
The crumbs to the hake above, 
And the tropical air vibrates to the drone 
Of a cake in the throes of love.

~Mervyn Peake

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