One of my first poems, written over twenty years ago, was a copycat poem inspired by Gregory Corso’s poem, Dream of a Baseball Star. I call my version…
Dream of a Legend
© by Christine O’Brien
I dreamed of Maid Marian
sitting at daybreak
on the steps of the whitehouse, singing.
She was in a flowing gown
and her longbow lay at her feet
–wood and taut.
“Gloria Steinem says you are the Legend,” I cried.
“So do I. I say you’re the Legend!”
She picked up the bow and with nimble hands;
stood there primed as she would in Sherwood Forest,
and smiled; flinging her schoolgirl irony
towards some invisible foe
–awaiting the cue, all the way from Nottingham.
It came; hundreds came! like fireworks!
She drew the bow and let fly and let fly and let fly and hit
not one single target nor bullseye.
A hundred misses!
Friar Tuck, dressed in a tuxedo
Shouted: TO HELL WITH YOU.
And the “merry men” bellowed their dismay
dispersing the ghostly noblemen from their palaces.
And I shouted in my dream:
Marian! send the arrow:
Open the hearts of the men:
Hooray for the equality!
Yes, the woman the peacemaker!
Let a minstrel’s song praise the true Legend!
Glory the truth be told!
Borrowing someone else’s poetic form and inserting your own content (or passionate plea) is often a great way to find inspiration.
Note: Whether or not you are a baseball fan, do Google and read Gregory Corso’s original witty poem!