Stalactite Column - 1919- Parody Ogden Nash - The Termite

When stalactite meets stalagmite
falls, rising, to and from great height,
as stalag tight wight might dry in,
that's why kreigspieleologists die thin.

What starts as drip through seasons' fall
as seasons rise, rise too, withal,
top leak greets bottom, sweats stone lime,
shows why extremes must meet in time.

As silent witness fall and climb
record vicissitudes of clime,
that's how all ages freeze hoar rime,
like tree ring pages' frieze sublime.

Thus what as CO2 solution
begins, spins solid revolution,
from liquid sets with Gorgon strength
medusing through both breadth and length.
That's why amusing column ends
with stony stage rhyme's lines suspends.

(9 September 2009)

poem by Jonathan Robin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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