Poetry
Rubber Mallet
A poem that eschews gray, more paean than peen
Boing boing my trusty friend
Thud thud
THWOMP!!
Speak truth to the dings
Speak justice to the dents
One side hard
But not too hard
One side soft
But only relatively
Thwang and thunk
You satisfying beast
Calm my nerves with your percussive persuasion
Concuss the folded steel
Make it ring
I am a student of your wisdom
I envy your adamant rhetoric
The point is yours
I can live with the results
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By Doodleslice 2024–06–25
Do you have a hammer in your junk drawer?
I’m afraid this bad boy won’t fit in mine. No, it’s not all that sunshine in the way — I’m afraid that leaked out overnight. It’s just this mallet is a burly so-and-so. A big, dumb, brute, but gentle in its own way — like Lennie with a rabbit.