Harry Potter Pokemon
                              -- for Rory Hanlon

Once upon or, perhaps, Twice
Twice upon because the time it happened upon was First upon
And now, the time of telling upon:  Second upon
            But wait a second!
Upon your retelling, will you begin,  Thrice upon?
As I proclaim straight ‘way in this Litigious Age disclaim,
Reassure for sure you have my ok to give away, in any way
Shape or form (beyond the norm), no permissions needed
For your Thrice upon Twice upon Once upon proceeded
May I get beyond upon repeated? To begin again upon

Like children --
(Because this poem is dedicated to children --)
The Children of the Future --
(But aren’t all children “Children of the Future”?
(Children come of age in the Future)
Millennial Children of the Past
Because I have grown old or at least middle-aged, ruminating,
Waiting for Future
Waiting so long I am Past
And the children I am speaking of could be
And in some cases actually are my children
And thus they are the Children of the Past as well as the Future

Once upon a Twice
Twice upon a Thrice
2000 years upon a Paradise

Harry Potter Pokemon
Dreamt as child, but woke at dawn
To play  the game called sell and buy
Bill to parents, mystify

Capitalismo?
Gee, watta gizmo!
Gotta catch ‘em all
Trade a Taj Mahal for a Wailing Wall
Australian Crawl  to Carnegie Hall

Corner market Pikachu
Likitung and Raichu
By the sucking of my thumb
Come my Power Figures, Come!
I’ll send you off to Hogwarts School
And rearrange your molecule
Before breakfast! With a yawn!
I’m Harry Potter Pokemon

Ah, Boomers! demand your Peter Rabbit
Fight for Suess fix, “cat/hat” habit
Ban books and cards from the Library
Do not file under “Pokemon, Potter Harry”
Say I represent the Dark Side
What’s your trouble with the Dark Side?
Maybe I do represent the Dark Side
A boy of 10 -- tell me, where’s the Dark Side?

Sweet retreat from Columbine
Harry Potter Pokemine
And you see the kids my age
Devour my stories, page by page
Sure ‘nough pure stuff Can’t read enough
You dare rebuff? You blind! I call your bluff
Your Raichu evolved too fast
My Pikachu steady, ready, lasts
I ‘m Ash! Chief Pokemon Trainer
Auto-adults no-brainer
Jelly beans in every flavor --
Strawberry, curry, grass, sardine
Generation’s go-between
Let me say what I should scream

Kids dispassionate
Speak as they’re smashin it 
Provide closed-caption contraption you better lissen to
Zoom boom bloom  -- deja vu

Think brink -- the link -- the Truth, aloof
A step in several right directions -- Unburden your proof

pay yr dues -- show & prove
word is bond -- respond
pay yr dues -- show & prove
word is bond -- respond

Slouching pome whirls outta control
Too much to say for  plot to hold
Your Kubla Kahn’s my Infobahn
Your Babylon’s -- my Amazon.com
Your countdown is what I count on
I pass on your past is what I depend upon
Once twice thrice upon
Child of the Future wakes at Dawn
I’m Harry Potter Pokemon

 

© 1999 Bob Holman    

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