Break, Break, Break — Brake! Brake! Brake!

Whenever I attempt to study poetry masters on my own, my inner Randy Rainbow seems to rear his goofy head. For example, compare the Poetry Foundation’s Break, Break, Break by Alfred Lord Tennyson – a short nostalgic poem with sea-side images about death and loss — to Parody Poetry’s Brake! Brake! Brake!  by me – a short nostalgic parody for the days when folks would stop and drop in for coffee. May Alfred Lord Tennyson forgive me!

Break, Break, Break

Break, break, break,
On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.

O, well for the fisherman’s boy,
That he shouts with his sister at play!
O, well for the sailor lad,
That he sings in his boat on the bay!

And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill;
But O for the touch of a vanish’d hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!

Break, break, break
At the foot of thy crags, O Sea!
But the tender grace of a day that is dead
Will never come back to me.

Brake, Brake, Brake!

Brake, brake, brake!
For a chat and a snack and a coffee.
What’s all the rush and the bustle and fuss?
You look like a bunch of zombies.

As your whizzing cars go by
To your jobs O-so-far away,
I wish for you a day by the sea
And the sight of your children at play.

While your metal ships sail down
To the bottom of my long hill
I wish you good luck with your busy day
And hope that it gives you a thrill.

Brake, brake, brake!
On flat black tarmac, O Please!
Stop—right now—your wheels from spinning
For just one moment and breathe!



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