Wagon-Training

Posted on August 28, 2020 by 
Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub - Meeting The Bar:  verbing  (posted by Bjorn)

"Verbs turn the wheels and are so much more interesting than other word classes.
Alas, our world is filling up with things, we have warehouses filling up with objects. Innate and passive they sit there, waiting for you, and there are simply too few verbs to move them.
We just have those useless nouns gathering dust.

For example, how do you elevator, firework, or butterfly?
Or is it butterflew in the past tense?
Verbing is a great tool that can also be a tool for imagery and metaphors.

For example we may firework in rage or in orgasm, you decide. What do you do if you marmalade?
Come carousel with me tonight, forget your days of spreadsheeting.
So find a few creative nouns (or use some of the examples I have given) and weave a poem around them."


I wagon-train in rural areas
mailmanning to folks out yonder.
In Winter, I JimBeam–just nips.
When the wife is not around,
I camel.  Hope she doesn't
smell it on my clothes.  When
bone-tired after a trip,
I chair myself, and put
my feet up.  Wagon-training's
not an easy job.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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24 Responses to Wagon-Training

  1. robtkistner says:
    August 28, 2020 at 12:34 am

    Yes, wagon-training can be rough Sara

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  2. Grace says:
    August 28, 2020 at 12:48 am

    Not easy I see. I would rather chair myself up too.

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  3. Ron. says:
    August 28, 2020 at 2:58 am

    I’m more of a recliner, myself.
    And I loved this poem.

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  4. Dale says:
    August 28, 2020 at 3:48 am

    Oh, she smells it all right if she is a non-smoker! That said, I lazy-boy myself while I JimBeam and movie with a friend over video chats!

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  5. Beverly Crawford says:
    August 28, 2020 at 1:17 pm

    I lazy-boy myself every evening, but I’ll leave the Jim Beaming to yoU! Fun read.

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  6. rivrvlogr says:
    August 28, 2020 at 2:35 pm

    Back in college, I had a friend who said he watched Wagon Train as a kid, but he couldn’t understand why his mother enjoyed watching reruns. He was smoking a cigarillo at the time, so I said, “Close, by no conestogie?”

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  7. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) says:
    August 28, 2020 at 2:53 pm

    Oh… I think jumbeaming will leave a scent

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  9. -Eugenia says:
    August 29, 2020 at 2:13 pm

    I love this! A brilliant take on the prompt.

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  10. Mother Wintermoon says:
    August 30, 2020 at 10:15 pm

    Yee haw!! I love this! It put a big smile on my face. 😊

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  11. rothpoetry says:
    August 31, 2020 at 1:16 am

    Love your poem! Seems there is always a secret or two to hide from the wife! :>)

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