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Monday, October 31, 2011

MEMO TO MYSELF
















The day doesn't care
what you're doing.

The sun will still
make its arc...
the quail will still
scamper across the yard
in the morning...
and all the nasty little children
will pile off the bus
in the afternoon
screaming epithets
that once were the purview of sailors.

You can lie there
on your dead butt
or you can do something heroic...
but you won't do anything heroic
lying on your dead butt.

The day doesn't care
what you're doing...
it will pass you by
without a moment's regret.

It's all up to you.


17 comments:

  1. true that...nothing happens until you make it happen...sailors mouth or otherwise...smiles.

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  2. agreed, it is UP to you.

    the day won't care.
    Smiles.

    Happy Halloween,
    Thanks for sharing.

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  3. The day doesn't care
    what you're doing...
    it will pass you by
    without a moment's regret.

    It's all up to you.
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    I love these last lines for the truth they hold. I love the rest of the poem because it made me laugh out loud. Hugs, pat

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  4. You can lie there
    on your dead butt
    or you can do something heroic...
    but you won't do anything heroic
    lying on your dead butt.

    wicked and crafty poetry which simmers and reasonates long after leaving.

    profound thoughts delivered with stealth

    awesome

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  5. haha my little rhyming but isn't dead, and well said!

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  6. Nice! Yes, we are little things, and it would do us well to remember the world revolves with or without us. So, get out and move, shake, play - whatever it is that makes you, you :)

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  7. Beautiful write and so true. We are here but a short time and we need to do something heroic. I enjoyed this piece.

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  8. Ha! After a lifetime of working it off, lying on my dead butt feels pretty heroic to me. (but I get your point--I've raised a child of the male variety.) The deeper message here to me comes in the opening and closing lines--well said. I say it a lot about nature, which everyone likes to paint as a serene goddess, but nature doesn't care if you're a three thousand year old Sequoia or a tapeworm--you only survive as long as you're good at it.

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  9. Nice laconic mood about this. Brings to mind
    "Bagdad Cafe" ....don't know why.

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  10. love the poem tim my day is taken up with happenings lol how about yours and a late visit hope your halloween had no spookey happenings to scare you xxjen

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  11. PATCEGAN,
    My dead butt thanks you!

    HEDGEWITCH,
    The dead butt versus the lively butt...and I sense that you definitely have a lively butt!

    JENNY,
    How was your Halloween? It's all downhill for you now, no?

    TO ALL COMMENTORS:

    Thanks for your insight and support !

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