"Emergency Googly Eyes"
RENAMING YOGA POSES FOR GREATER ACCURACY
May I introduce you to my exercise routine?
Let’s begin with the Awkward Otter. Now transition
into Unicorn Wanna-Be, through the Puffy Penguin pose.
Have you seen my Confused Cat? Not to mention
this new, improved Mystified Manta Ray. We get
a really good stretch here with the Cheerleading
Tryouts Reject stance, followed by a quick, always-popular
Sidewise Smelfie Stretch. Next, please allow me to oblige
you with an Oversized Lawn Dart demonstration,
gently morphing into a Pouty Porcupine (where my
masochist—er, former instructor—always tried to adjust me).
Just a few more! How about seven Soap Opera
Drama Mamas, all culminating into the graceful
and elegant Bungee Jumping Aftermath. This has been
your moment of Zen. You’re welcome.
—Julie Ann Baker Brin, 1st Place, 2023 Kansas Authors Club statewide contest, category: poetry, whimsy
Thanks to category judge David Romanda (and his comment that "this was gloriously imagistic"), as well as presenter and 2023 KAC poetry contest manager Gretchen Eick of Blue Cedar Press.
"A refreshing read. Sign me up for the Reluctant Adults Club."—David Romanda, 2023 KAC whimsy poetry category judge
WHAT AM I MADE OF?
I’m made of
sugar and spice
and alarm bells all night
puppy dog tails
turntables that fail
(… and fail, and fail …)
crocodile tears
and sight
for light years
ribbons and laces
attempted
mental stasis
that’s what reluctant
adults are
made of
—Julie Ann Baker Brin, 2nd place, 2023 Kansas Authors Club statewide contest, category: poetry, whimsy
[RAILROADED] *
When the worm departs
will the fruit regenerate,
substance replace void?
* KEY:†
Haiku: The author realizes this form of poetry doesn’t typically include titles. Hence, the brackets (a.k.a. cheating).
Railroad: Oxford Dictionary (verb): to press (someone) into doing something by rushing or coercing them.
Rhagoletis pomonella: Also known as the railroad worm, is a species of fruit fly, and a pest of several fruits, mainly apples.
†Yes, the key is part of the poem. And this part is, too. To make it longer (because the form is just so rushed; Yours Truly couldn’t resist the additional cheating). Which makes it hopefully more entertaining to You, Dear Reader. If you’ve read this far, please give yourself a gold star sticker and treat yourself to a nice piece of fresh fruit. Enjoy!
—Julie Ann Baker Brin, 2nd Place, 2023 Kansas Authors Club statewide contest, category: poetry, Japanese forms (because I had already entered the max into the "whimsy" category!)
Thanks again to category judge David Romanda, as well as presenter and 2023 KAC poetry contest manager Gretchen Eick of Blue Cedar Press. Photo by Sarah Jane Crespo.
PRESCRIBE
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—Julie Ann Baker Brin, Honorable Mention, 2023 Kansas Authors Club statewide contest, category: poetry, whimsy
FAT AND HAPPY, OLD AND WISE
I need bigger, thicker
spyglasses (er, that is)
wineglasses (no; wait)
eyeglasses for my face these days
Grab me one of those
maryjane joints [cough, cough]
tubs of joint compound (not it)
joint pain patches for these creaky old bones
It takes considerably more
cream cheese (oops)
whipped cream (I mean)
shaving cream to cover my thighs than it used to
My medicine cabinet needs more
gin and tonic [clears throat]
ginger (well, okay, but)
ginseng or gingko biloba—which is it?—for my failing memory
Could you help me find my
romantic aids (uh oh)
financial aid (maybe later, but)
hearing aids, please? What’s that, you say? Okay, I’ll stop.
—Julie Ann Baker Brin, Honorable Mention, 2021 Kansas Authors Club statewide contest, category: poetry, whimsy (and, yes, the strikethroughs are part of the poem)
Thanks to category judge Lori Brack, as well as presenter and poetry contest manager Linzi Garcia, and all the amazing folks (whether funny and/or serious) in the Kansas Authors Club.
Not sure how playful this is ... to each his own! ;-)
WHEN DID YOU FIRST REALIZE YOU WANTED TO BE (teaser)
...
But I knew somehow, in my
heart, my lungs, that I was
more flexible. That I could
...
#SorryNotSorry for the excerpt/teaser ... after all, we want you to actually buy the journal and support your local authors, publishers, whosits, and whatnots!
—Julie Ann Baker Brin, as published by Anamcara Press, LLC, only in the unabridged print version of The Write Bridge: Mind the Gap, Summer 2023, "Perilous & Playful" theme, thanks to Maureen ("Micki") Carroll, Amber Fraley, Ronda Miller, and colleagues.
ISBN: 978-1-960462-20-6
https://anamcara-press.com/product/the-write-bridge-journal-summer-2023-perilous-and-playful/
MUSEUM BALLROOM ON A SLOW DAY
The baby grand flirts from afar,
black lacquered lid beckoning.
Ivory and ebony wait beneath
for the vibration of your touch.
The empty room practically
gives you permission.
You cross the polished space,
stretch your hands and
wink to the guard,
perching yourself in elegance
on the cushioned bench.
The echoing silence simpers.
But then all
you can play
is “Chopsticks.”
—Julie Ann Baker Brin, poetry finalist (runner up)
Sheridan Edwards Review, Vol. 18
(Cover art by Cat Connolly)
One fish, two fish ... no, just one fish.
FROSH
She thinks she’s Paris Hilton
with the fuzzy moon
boots and hooker shorts, clutching
her cell phone as testimony
to her numerous friends.
She doesn’t need to even glance
at me as we pass
on the campus quad, tossing
her over-processed trendy hair,
swinging her overpriced designer
bag. I wear generic clothing;
I am nonexistent.
That’s okay. I don’t need
to hire her when
she applies for that campus job.
—Julie Ann Baker Brin, poetry finalist,
as published in Coelacanth, Vol. 1
ISBN: 9781475009682
A HORSE CAN KEEP BUSY ALL DAY LONG
snorting
and stamping
and shaking
and twitching
stomping
and chomping
and huffing
and kicking
puffing
and blowing
and rolling
and chewing
and generally
doing things
I’d never
get caught doing!
—Julie Ann Baker
as published in The Chronicle of the Horse, Vol. LIX, no. 4, 01/26/1996
(My first paid piece! A whopping $20!)
Evidently the creature depicted in the cover art is confused about what sort of animal it is.
See the page menu at the top for more. And thanks for visiting my portfolio site! —Julie Ann Baker Brin