Oscar Performance

[Frank E Gibbard]

I stand before an audience

Without the wit to say

Anything sensible today

Oscar was such a big surprise

That I should win this golden prize

I tried to win for years and years

I am speechless yet go on for ages

Shy as you know not used to stages

I have to thank those precious peers

Enjoy them choking on their cheers

I act all flustered quite overcome

Thank my daddy thank my mum

Even cite a forgotten teacher

My inspirations I so humbly feature

I ramble on and on and on

Till my allotted time is gone

I totter off before I’m otherwise dragged

With that which others’ clever words has bagged

And the Academy’s award too

For worst winner’s speech goes to …

[tonyv]

Seems things like this happens from time to time, Frank. Your poem reminds me of a poem by Bill Knott:

Suicidal (or Simply Drunken)

Thoughts on Being Refused a

Guggenheim Grant for the 11th Time

 

 

War headlines/peace tailstanzas don't

Like to feel real. Scare tactics take practice

So that, institutionally, a wine corked

By the horn of a charging unicorn might?

 

The fur opens and my face ain't.

The fur closes: eyes lips nose resume

The wretched perfection of feature-ifice

The dumbpan plan, identity, lack of choice.--

 

I cling to virgin, this veil scraped surface

Where our scars are an armor of absence

What knight attains: ignore

 

That pig-bladder matter, life, that failure

Dangled in whiskey like a longshot tooth.

The night has no thoughts heavier than itself.

 

Note:

Do I sound bitter? I have no right to be bitter, do I, because

I'm not really a poet, am I. No. I'm a -- a poet-biscuit.

 

I'm curious ... what inspired you? Was it a real life event?

 

Tony

[JoelJosol]

it must be the season for acting awards :-)

[Aleksandra]

Nice poem Frank. It reminds me on the speeches of Oscar winners

 

Well written metaphorical poem.

 

Aleksandra