Is this irony
thought the carefree traveler
as he licked his cone
DRH #1
The family we are his
to manage and guide
She screamed so loudly
she woke the baby after
he just went to bed
He stopped for tire help
and was caught in a hailstorm
killing his windshield
On a dark desert
highway cool wind in his hair
warm booze by his side
whales choose paths based on
delicious currents and/or
avoiding men
just when he thought D
can’t go any further she poured
herself into him
About Michael Housewright
Cowboy Gelato, seriously? Sounds about as appealing as Clown Custard. Well . . . was it any good?
didn’t actually eat it, just loved the building along the very dry soil of Amarillo, TX. The funny thing about the poem and the building is that there is actually no trace of irony, intended or otherwise. I just think it is one of the more overused and least understood literary conventions and I love to propagate its continued misuse
Probably for the best; I can’t imagining it tasted very good.
Yes, I didn’t see the irony, myself — a paradox, perhaps, or overt incongruity — but thought “If Michael sees some of that there irony, maybe it’s like one of them invisible friends.” Don’t ask me why I heard Pa Clampett’s voice.
Happy Sunday, Michael!
Jed Clampett is one of my heroes
You can take the cowboy out of Texas, but….
And now I’m doomed to always remember gelato as cowboy comfort food. Oh God!
It’s a tough job but somebodys gotta do it ! drh
indeed
and then there was mike
restless for italian shores
at a soft seaside
great site here – nice to meet you
David in Maine USA
hi David! Thanks and welcome to the show
Quite the contradiction!
Great haiku!
I am glad you enjoyed it
I’m an Eagles fan also.
“city girls just seem to find out early, how to open doors with just a smile”