We are thrilled to announce that Luvgood Carp has won Pungent Sound’s first annual poetry contest with his poem, The Muse of Prune Poetry. We wish to send our hearty congratulations to him, as this is an incredible accomplishment. And we would like to thank our judge, Luvgood Carp, for his tireless work in making this happen. Please enjoy the winning entry below.
The Muse of Prune Poetry
The generic stuff won't do
because my bloviating muse
demands the artisan brews.
He . . . she . . . it
(I don't know which)
is no service dog.
It's a different kind of bitch
with a pedigree that's more
buffoonery than ancestry.
And me?
I'm more beggar than beneficiary -
told to appreciate what is given me.
And what do I receive?
At night when I go to bed
it plucks gold and silver prunes
and chucks them at my head.
Or it nuzzles next to me,
snoring through a nose
that looks like Swiss cheese.
But when I'm on my knees
begging for inspiration
(and the only thing I see
is that wedge of Swiss cheese);
when I pray for a phrase,
word or half a thought,
a couplet or participle
(it could dangle or not).
When I start to cry
because I don't know why
this alcoholic muse is mine,
it frowns and gives me a frosty reply:
How's this for a thought?
Poets get what they deserve
and that's what you got.
Luvgood Carp, Editor-in-Chief
First Published in Lighten Up Online
Pungent Sound Journal of Pulp Poetry 