Sunday, August 9, 2015

I Really Screwed Up - A Magpie Tale


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I Really Screwed Up

The sky got that small,
as if a little white cloud
thinking of the storms
it contains but then
choosing to kiss you because
I did not move fast
and do so myself.

Now I'm seventy and I
remember all that
and a sting courses
the lip of my eye, leaving
a rising tidal
flow behind to show
the unutterable truth
of my heart's stature.

‎August 9, ‎2015 9:05 AM

This is a variant on a true story. Enough said.

19 comments:

  1. They say them vape
    Machines be ok
    So I donned a blindfold
    And puffed away
    Apple candy
    Rasberry pie
    Gave um all a try
    I wont lie
    I thought it sexy
    To puff like a chimney
    Expelling great clouds
    Then the thought occured to me
    May have no more empty packs
    Or a mouth like an ashtray
    But to this handheld
    Machine I am chained...

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    1. Take diuretics and you will be chained to a toilet.

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    2. Laxatives work pretty good too.

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  2. Sounds like you experienced a great lost love--if not, you write it very well.

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    1. I can't even begin to describe what that was really like. Not that it was a horrible crushing thing. It was realizing how blind I was and unable to get past my prejudices about what I deserved. I passed on a good thing not even realizing it was there.

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    2. See? That's not right either. Not even believing it could be there is closer.

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  4. Love whether lost or found, or found and lost again, is almost always where the best poetry hides. No matter the metaphor or the analogy--and, yeah, it stings

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  5. sometimes we just aren't thinking when someone passes through ones life. Excellent.

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  6. Love's a strange creature. The feelings would linger on when it missed the cue the first time.It worked that way often times! Well penned Chris!

    Hank

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  7. Amazing. That first stanza says it all. Beautifull

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  8. Great write, Christopher. The emotion comes rolling out strong, wistful, regret can be tasted.

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  9. Lovely, poignant but brilliant!

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  10. the unutterable truth of my heart's stature... magnificent... truly.

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  11. There are those moments in the past.. those places where the road divided... and who know what the difference wold have been.

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  12. Every missed dream has a hope attached to it... That gives it the charm and a magnetic appeal...
    "a sting courses
    the lip of my eye, leaving
    a rising tidal
    flow "
    Lovely!

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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.


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