Monday, April 8, 2013
RIP Annette. Here's an Annette Funicello sonnet I wrote a few years ago (originally appeared in Softblow).
Beach movie marathon on TBS.
The last one--Stuff a Wild Bikini--
Alone, I watch from my chair: a weak-kneed
Miserable time. Now, it's all so tasteless:
"Louie Louie," big-haired pineapple princess
On wicky-wicky wacky Waikiki.
I was all Mickey, Frankie, and Skippy
Beachcombing the MGM sand, graceless
In love with a young ukulele hunk.
I wonder now where it went--the era
Of innocence. Now it's all retro junk
Washed-up, lost. Back then I was never scared
That I would ever want to shed this mind
Though it was all forgetting, passing time.