Jacko/Mr Taylor/This Is Not an Egg – Poetry by Lynn White

A Dash of Whimsy Series –

I invite you to take the morning to explore these poems of Lynn White and get lost in her stories. They might just have you leave with a smile!


Jacko

I saw him flapping around in the grass,

one wing at an improbable angle.

I chased him,

caught him,

wrapped him

carefully

in my cerise and navy school scarf.

Jack, jack, jacko..

Then it was a bus ride to the charity vet

who set the broken wing,

wrapped it

carefully

in plaster,

a heavy pot.

He was subdued on the bus home,

but still managed to greet my mother,

Jack, jack, jacko.

He perked up later after tea

and explored the living room

placing bits of straw artistically

and decorating them with pooh.

Which was why

he had to live

at school,

home

only for weekends.

Jack, jack jacko!

But he enjoyed bus journeys now

and greeted all the passengers,

hopping from shoulder to shoulder,

waking them up with a wang from his pot,

nibbling an ear here and a nostril there.

Most were

charmed,

but some

were not.

He was close to becoming

the only jackdaw to be banned

from public transport.

Jack, jack, jacko!!

And then disaster!

the wing had not healed.

There was decay

and gangrene

amputation

and the trimming

of his lovely long feathers

to balance him.

No more hopping

from shoulder to shoulder,

well, maybe later

with practice!

But no more

prospects of a wild life

for Jacko

Jack, jack, jacko…

And no more home with me

said my mum as the school holidays

loomed threateningly.

Jack, jack, jacko…..

But nearby the vet,

a budgie had died

and it’s owner,

bereaved,

had a need and

it was love at first sight

for both her and Jacko.

Jack, jack, jacko!!

There were photos

in the press.

He was famous!

A local hero!

Jack, jack, jacko!!!

First published in Scarlet Leaf Review, May 2016


Mr Taylor

Probably a polar bear was not a good choice

for my first attempt at whittling.

A hamster would have been simpler

and avoided the multiple leg fractures..

“Don’t worry girl, no problem”, Mr Taylor said,

when I showed it to him.

“Leave it to me.

Bit o plastic wood,

That’ll soon sort it”

and it did.

The tail was more challenging.

But all was not lost, just the tail,

and I managed to convince the Examiner

that polar bears don’t have tails.

Maybe they don’t.

I’m no expert.

I progressed slowly, and probably

a rocking elephant was not the best choice

for my Final Piece.

There was a lot to cut out,

a lot of curvy bits.

The huge electric saw bench

loomed ominously in the corner.

“Don’t you go near that, girl”

cried Mr Taylor if I glanced in it’s direction.

“Here, give it here,

Leave it to me.

There you are.

Now just a bit o plastic wood…”

And then disaster!

Someone stole the rockers.

Who the fuck would steal my rockers?

They never rocked very well,

but even so, they were better than nothing.

And Mr Taylor was hard pressed

to make new ones

in time for the exam,

even with multiple,

“No problem, don’t worry, girl”s,

I was concerned.

But in the end

we both passed.

First published in Algebra of Owls, November 2016


This Is Not An Egg

The egg box was so sculptural with it’s peaks and troughs

like a metaphor, a mirror of life in textured paper,

I thought a giant version could easily become

an acclaimed art installation

and I thought I could make it.

And then I remembered the glasses

left behind in a museum of modern art

by error or intent,

real glasses,

not the “ne sont pas les lunettes”

Magrittean sort,

I could feel some guerrilla art hatching inside me.

I fetched the pot egg from under the broody hen

and pondered the possibilities on the way to the gallery.

There, I placed the egg box on a table,

sneaked it in

between the other exhibits

then I placed the Magrittean egg inside.

Just the one egg seemed most fitting

especially since one was all I had.

I had already written the title card.

Such a work deserved two titles

one above and one below the artist’s name,

my name, of course.

First came: “THIS IS NOT AN EGG”

and underneath:

“THIS IS NOT AN EXHIBIT”

It was perfectly placed

and looked magnificently subversively ironic.

I think Magritte would be proud of my effort.

And now I must wait

to see if anyone notices.

First published in SurVision Issue 5, June 2019


Artist:

 Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Light Journal and So It Goes.

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One Act Comic by San Lin Tun

A Dash of Whimsy Series –

Artist San Lin Tun has created a comic series to fuel the funny bone:



Artist:


San Lin Tun is a freelance writer of essays, poetry, short story and novel in Myanmar and English. Sometimes, he draws cartoons for fun and for funny cards. His writings appeared in Asia Literary Review, Kitaab, Mad in Asia Pacific, Mekong Review, NAW, PIX, Ponder Savant, South East of Now, Strukturriss and several others. He authored ten books including ‘‘An English Writer’’. He lives in Yangon, Myanmar.

Follow This Artist:

writersanlintun.blogspot.com

http://www.facebook.com/san.lintun.12

A Dash of Whimsy

When life gives you chaos

Don’t let it sit too long

Or else it gets sour.

Whisk in some self care.

Add a couple dollops of love for others.

Mix until it forms a soft dough.

With strength and precision, roll out the dough into an even layer.

Now sprinkle with hope.

Spice it up with some courage.

Then, roll the dough lengthwise to form a happy log.

Slice the log into even rolls.

Arrange the rolls in your pan to your liking.

And now for the secret ingredient,

That is often overlooked.

You could bake without it,

But it wouldn’t have the pizzazz that most palates are looking for.

So, before you finish your creation,

Don’t forget to add (Not too much!)

Just a dash

Of whimsy.

⁃ Mia Savant


Welcome to April Ponderbots!

The world is pretty crazy right now, and we’ve got to keep our focus in how to get through these times.

Last month we had the inspired artwork from the Online Open Mic and I want to thank each and every artist that participated. So much love and skill went into each piece, and you gave us a treasure by sharing it with us.

This month I want to be especially mindful about keeping our spirits up! While we are getting through this hurdle together as the human race, we’ve got to keep each other smiling in whatever ways we can. Join me in laughter and giggles as we view the upcoming artwork in this new series, A Dash of Whimsy!

Online, the applause is your likes, comments and shares. So, when an artists work makes you smile, be sure to “clap” in support of them!

Mia Savant

Call For Submissions – A Dash of Whimsy

A Dash of Whimsy – April 2020 Series

Call For Submissions!

All forms of comedic art are invited to submit!

The Coronavirus has hit the world hard, and I wanted to give you an opportunity to keep creating and sharing your art with the world. Many people I know have had to cancel their art events or postpone their usual art hubs. Ponder Savant is here for you as another platform for you to keep displaying your work while we are waiting for this pandemic to pass.

Because social distancing can be very depressing, especially when it is not of our own choosing, this series in April is going to be focused on keeping up people’s spirits. What better way to do this than by laughter?

 Any comedic or humorous art is invited to send in their submissions for this series starting next month. Maybe a funny poem, or a song with goofy lyrics. Maybe you are working on your stand-up comedy and you have a video to share. Even a good ‘ol dad joke is welcome! Whatever you’ve got, bring out your silly and send in the artwork that makes you smile.

As we sit in our homes during these social distancing, cooking up what to do with ourselves, let’s make it something delicious. The world has given us a splash of chaos, let’s add a dash of whimsy.

Where To Submit:

Email your submission to Mia Savant at pondersavant@gmail.com with the subject line: A Dash of Whimsy.

Submission Guidelines:

1. Send your comedic art of any kind (poems, music, drawings, paintings, videos, or any medium of creativity!). If it makes you laugh, send it in!

(Disclaimer: Submissions that include hate, discrimination, or inappropriate content will not be accepted).

2. Include a picture of yourself or any photo that you feel represents yourself as an artist.

3. Include any bios, links to your work, or social media sites that you would like to be shared. (If you have any rescheduled art events that were postponed due to the Coronavirus, feel free to include the new date and times of the event and I can include it with your work).

4. Follow the blog site www.pondersavant.com. If you have Facebook or Instagram follow there as well @pondersavant.

5. Spread the word! Let other artists know about A Dash of Whimsy by your social media sites or word of mouth!

Deadline for submission is March 31st, 2020