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Costume Party

Details: Monday, 31 October 2022; Written by Eve Moore; Views: 1572

Costume Party

There’s a grizzly lurking in the corner.

Sipping a dirty martini.

There’s a sheikh adorned in golden paint head to toe.

Over by the potted ferns.

There’s a Richard Nixon, a Donald Trump,

Abe Lincoln and Howard Zinn hunkered down

with Sitting Bull and Gertrude Stein.

Attila and Gandhi

discuss the

weather.

John Lennon's on the balcony

eavesdropping with a giraffe

smoking a joint.

Peacocks pass sweet and sour

hors d’oeuvres.

Marco Polo is in search

of the loo.

Jesus and Magdalene tango

while Picasso and Frida Kahlo

step into a waltz

whose 1-2-3s

are 2-5-7s.

Captain Kangaroo discusses quantum theory

with Einstein, Walt Disney, Nelson Mandela

and Dancing Bear.

Darwin offers his two cents

from a nearby table.

Martin Luther King and Martin Luther

sit ringside quietly musing

on it all.

Dracula, a little better for the wine,

regales a small group of mermaids

with magic tricks.

Sigmund Freud, Jacques Cousteau and

Rosa Parks sip pina coladas on an

eclipsed moonlit veranda, solving

the problems of the worlds.

Darth Vader looks a bit at sea.

Muhammad Ali, Mo, Larry and Curly

listen attentively as Quan Yin

plucks the banjo.

Marco Polo is still searching

for the loo.

Dragons take up the musicians’ instruments

and start a rousing

singalong.

Beethoven rises to conduct

as the astronauts play

air guitars.

The room sways

to strains of

"Free Bird."

Tom Brady throws a hail Mary

to Huck Finn and Henry VIII

concedes hopscotch to

Emma Goldman

— gracefully.

A hippo breaks into a laugh

so infectious, the whole place

cracks up except for the hyenas

playing poker in the back.

Cesar Chavez calls for

wine, wine! as Plato

fidgets with the

candelabra.

Bonny and Clyde saunter

round the room putting

jellybeans in people’s

pockets who remain

wholly unawares.

This tickles them pink.

Merlin keeps changing

his costume.

Sinatra pops champagne corks

while Hieronymus Bosch tells

dad jokes about the pope,

personal life insurance

and Armageddon.

Genghis Khan and Pol Pot

appear at the head of the stair;

the devil strides in with the Dalai Lama

and Desmond Tutu flanking—

hilarity perfuming their wake.

The room hushes.

Albert Schweitzer and Joan of Arc

step forward with hugs and

warm welcome.

King Arthur leaps up

and follows suit.

Merriment resumes.

The air is clear, the night still;

Bono and Babar arrive

in a hot air balloon.

There is a palpable serenity

among the party goers.

A convivial flood of

fellowship and

found poetry.

A light that feels like the end

of a rainbow sung by

a girl in Kansas.

So many colors.

Just one tree.

All have accepted the blind invitation

with the proviso that masks

be lifted at the stroke

of midnight.

It is three seconds

from striking.

Time, of course,

being relative.

“Behind the cotton wool is
hidden a pattern… the whole
world is a work of art… there is
no Shakespeare… no Beethoven…
no “God”*; we are the words; we are
the music; we are the thing itself.”
—Virginia Woolf, as quoted by
Maria Popova, themarginalian.org
*emphasis, mine

∞/∞

Eve Moore: Once a professional writer of advertising, I saw the light & it has shown me words of a different nature. And so I take them down & offer them up. And all is well.

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“When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace.”
—Jimi Hendrix

This poem/prose was submitted exclusively to CrystalWind.ca by Eve Moore.