2015 PAD – Day 3

The day 3 prompt at Poetic Asides was “write a machine poem.” This inspiration source popped into my head immediately:

BISHOP MACHINE

Grandma Mary rarely said “car”
or even “automobile.” It was always
“machine.” Uncle Joe took me to bingo
in the machine. I don’t know how Berta
can afford that new machine.

Maybe that’s why I misunderstood
when she told me we were going to watch
Bishop Sheen. To my four-year-old ears,
it sounded as if Grandma was saying
“Bishop Machine.” She made it seem
important, almost a treat. I was a little
disappointed when I saw the program,
a kindly man in black and white talking
and talking about things I couldn’t follow.

I’d expected something else,
I wasn’t sure what. Someone interesting enough
to be named “Machine.” Or at least
a holy man driving a fancy car, a pretty
plastic Madonna on the dashboard
spreading her purity-lined robes in blessing.

Bishop Sheen as I remember him when I was little. He seemed like a nice-enough man, just not very interesting.

Bishop Sheen as I remember him when I was little. He seemed like a nice-enough man, just not very interesting.

 

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