Very brief blurb tonight...these days find me one waaaay busy bee. But I promised a friend (note to self: watch what you promise!) I'd post one of my poems, so here you go...read it and weep. Or maybe just read it...weeping would be construed as an unfavorable reaction :)
Green B buggin out!
Tactile Turn
One look back, one last look
Turned her into a pillar of salt
So you made margaritas
And drowned your sorrows in regret
Could have saved her the trouble
And you the sin
An apple a day
Kept the doctor at bay
But not the snake
So you sold your soul
For a tabloid day
That in dog years equals ten
Then reformed your conviction
In the court of opinion
For water
To dilute your wine
Casual encounter turned cautionary tale
Urban legend, suburban shame
Spirited a ghost
Surrendered the game
Plundered the treasure of another new name
4 comments:
I think my favorite line is "Casual encounter turned cautionary tale."
Love it! : )
Thanks, Stace :) It's kind of an ironic sentence -- knowing first hand how, if someone says "don't do that," I will do that, just to not be told what to do...it's more about how cautionary tales no longer hold as much weight. If someone said "don't eat that...you're too heavy" I'd eat ten of whatever it is. I'm just that goofy :)
GB
Who would ever tell you that YOU are too heavy? You're, like, practically invisible. : )
Unless you just meant that as a hypothetical...
Stace,
I totally meant the "you're too heavy" example as a metaphor...or hypothetical...or whatever. Like, if someone said "you read too much," I'd run out to the library and check out a ton more books. It's my innate "don't you dare impose your will on me" attitude, which I admit gets me in hot water pretty often. But I wouldn't have it any other way :)
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