Roy Lichtenstein Onomatopoeia Collage
HMOs and Castaways
Brrrrrrring!
Old school receptionist
buffs her nails, oblivious.
Tinnitis’ eardrum
fibrillations chatter my teeth.
Answer it already!
Its screech is as bad
as piteous yips
of the neighbor dog
whose keepers’
eyeballs swivel their screens
instead of thwapping a
rubber ball for not-so-cute
grown fido to chase.
Fido’s yanking on his chain,
collar-frictioned neck
rubbed raw.
SHUTTHEFUKKUP! they scream
and he yips to their
attention, the only kind
he gets these days.
Mrs. answers,
her graveled smoker’s voice
bored and unhelpful
to a sad, uninsured sap.
One hand’s worth to go
as she hums a toneless tune.
Nurse appears in her
crisp whites – NOT.
These days floral scrubs
and tennis shoes.
“Mrs. Sag-ass?”
I stand and waddle after her.
“What can we help you with today?”
asks Under Par No Fridays.
After the usual questions
and their answers
he tsks and tsks again.
“Want a pill?”
“No, thanks.”
“See you in a year.”
Don’t ask me where this poem came from, but I have to laugh and thank the Muse for it.
Björn is today’s host of dVerse‘ Meeting the Bar. Björn says:
Today I want you to use Onomatopoeia in your poem, to strengthen the imagery through its
sound (read it aloud, and maybe even include a recording.)
Tao Talk 
This is quite a scene that could come out of a play with all that dialogue… but I do feel sorry for poor fido.
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I think it is rather entertaining, and yes, poor fido :(
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your Muse has a wicked sense of humour and a somewhat wry look but you packed your poem with a marvellous mass of sounds – for some reason the yips of the dog caught my ear the most
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Thanks, Laura. The neighbors do have a dog that loves to yip and it’s starting to get on my nerves!
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I visualised your poem as a cartoon, Lisa, with Matt Groening-type characters, especially the old-school receptionist buffing her nails, oblivious, and the dogs whose keepers’ eyeballs swivel their screens. Fido reminds me of the dog in Tom and Jerry.
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Kim, I love how you have visualized it!
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I’m glad!
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Haha! Really wonderful read….really very much!
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Ain, thanks!
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Your poem had me laughing. Health care and doggie care at its finest, thank you very much. Is it Friday yet?
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LOL thanks for the lovely comment, C4Y2.
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Some great sounds and images coming out of this one. Especially the woman’s name! LOL
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Dwight, I’m glad her name tickled you. LOL
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That was very creative! :>)
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I just looked in the mirror and the name popped into my head ;)
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Ha ha… true inspirations! LOL
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This was so fun to read. I love the opening scene specially with the scream, Answer it already! :-)
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Grace, happy you enjoyed the reading :)
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Life can be very noisy. (K)
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Just let it rip, Lisa. I truly enjoyed this!
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:) glad you did, Dale thank you
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You are so welcome
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I think of it as pop art! It goes with the pop art pic
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I love that and yes, I can see it now that you mention it. Yes, tried to find a pic that matched. Thanks, Max.
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My favorite kind of art…I guess I favor the word pop…pop art and power pop.
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Me too. I like Pop Tarts also :) Just watched a funny movie on Netflix with Jerry Seinfeld, Jim Gaffigan, and others, about the development of Pop Tarts. It’s called, “Unfrosted” and is set in Battle Creek, MI!
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So well written Li. The sound effects are marvelous and so are the visuals
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Sadje, glad you enjoyed it, thanks!
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It’s a pleasure my friend
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Ha! Great writing! Names are terrific and sound effects gave me a chuckle!
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Nancy, thanks much :)
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Ha! I don’t know where it came from, but keep Brrrrrrringing them!
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LOL thanks, D! (I saw what you did there.)
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lol @ Mrs Sag-ass
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Welcome to my … world, Glyn ;)
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At least Mrs. SA had her funny pants on! You made me laugh, Lisa :D
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Thanks, Lynn!
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It’s a great poem and love your muse entertaining us. Thanks for the great story. 👏👏💓
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My pleasure, Cindy <3
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Wherever it came for it’s awesome!! Such a fun answer to the prompt! Wonderful characterization, names and sound effects to go with them. Loved it! :)
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:)
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What an amazing story! Thanks for sharing, Lisa.
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Jay, thanks much :)
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This is absolutely delightful! 💖💖 I love the sound effects in this ~
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Thanks much, Sanaa <3
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Oh, this “rings” so true for much of life, Lisa! Brilliant work… wherever it came from, keep going there! I could envision the scene as I read, feeling compassion for the uninsured (and uncared-for!).
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Thanks much! Sometimes my imagination feels like a wild horse that needs to be kept reined in.
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My pleasure! Oh, no, Lisa, let it giddy-up! 😊
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:)
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Hi Lisa, poor, poor Fido. My cat has the sulks because I was away 😂. A most entertaining poetic read.
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Robbie, thank you and glad you were entertained by it :)
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