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Grandfather Was Queer, Too

He was first seen in a Louisiana bayou,
Playing chess with an intellecual lobster,
They burned his linoleum house alive
And sent him off to jail.
He wrote home every day, to no avail.
Grandfather had cut out, he couldn’t raise the bail.
Next seen, skiing some dusty Texas road,
An intellectual’s soul hung from his ears,
Discussing politics with an unemployed butterfly.
They hung that poor butterfly, poor butterfly.
Grandfather had cut and run, he couldn’t raise the bail.
Next seen on the Arizona desert, walking,
Applying soothing poultices to the teeth
Of an aching mountain.
Dentist all over the state brought gauze balls,
Bandaged the mountain, buried it at sea.
Grandfather had cut and run, he couldn’t raise the bail.
Next seen in California, the top part,
Arranging a marriage, mating trees,
Crossing a rich redwood and a black pine.
He was exposed by the Boy Scouts of America.
The trees were arrested on a vagrancy charge.
Grandfather had cut and run, he couldn’t raise the bail.
Now I have seen him here.  He is beat.
His girl friend has green ears;
She is twenty-three months pregnant.
I kissed them both;
Live happily ever after.
Bob Kaufman (1965)
About tenthltr2u (1074 Articles)
A child of the 60's I often feel out of place in the world as it exist today. Too much excess, too much materialism, too few people who genuinely care or give a damn. It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye. Antoine de Saint-Exupery

5 Comments on Grandfather Was Queer, Too

  1. LOL Thank you for this, it gave me quite the chuckle.  ~~HOWLS~~ RobynWolf


  2. Wow…had to read this one a couple times 😉  Just stopped by to see what was new in your world my dear.  I hope you are well.  Have a good weekend!!


  3. Ok… since this was written in 1965, like maybe this dude has dropped too many hits of acid or something?  I’m trying to get it. I think I get some of it, but then he goes off on some acid-trip-tangent-thing sounding line to be deep and creative.
    Are there bongo drums playing in the background as this is read?
    In book clubs we are allowed to speak this way. I hope I haven’t overstepped… but gee – so it seems.
    😀 I always enjoy your entries though. Very entertaining and definitely thought provoking!
    Have a great weekend, OK? Take care, Lori


  4. Where are you? hope all is well..


  5. Lakeitha Rawls // July 27, 2013 at 12:25 am // Reply

    I love the poem uses alot of figurative language though. The poem is like a riddle,but I get it.


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