one word shaolin: scissors
gofer, gofer the threeon one, cut out your
little
hearts afire,
twisty wishies
all dolled up
for Fall Fest
and Yankee Delight
& casual dress
day in
a foreign land. Hugh
signs up &
next thing
you know, he's been
speared - gouged, really -
gouged out
to get right
to the point,
while all the fall
foliage rains
down on heads &
goofy dog patterns
in the Cecil B
follies. I seem
to have forgotten
the way past
visionary to
just plain
specs, cooling thunder,
passive tense,
& calling collect.
Labels: fast as lightning
posted by murat11 at 6:48 PM
13 Comments:
I love the goofy dog patterns in the Cecil B. follies. don't have a clue what it means but I like it. the visionary to specs caught my eye. reminded me of a conversation with a friend about doing instead of just talking. It's part of why I decided to give nanowrimo a whirl.
I liked the hearts afire twisty wishes too. Hugh had me stumped though. I bet he wished he never signed up though...
Dee: Good on you for nanowrimo: wear good shoes and keep hydrated, girl: that's quite a marathon you'll be running.
This goofy dog-poem was just a fun romp, maybe not always fun, what with (last year graduate) Hugh who, at the eleventh hour last spring, nixed McMurry University for the Marines. Back from basic, looking fit, sounding solid, four days ago he's in a horrendous car accident, Trojan-javelined in his shoulder. Going to be okay, on for advanced training, but a moment of pause...
wow, that's quite a pause. I'm kind of the pacifist. I respect every one of the guys that go - always did, but I wouldn't be above driving 'em to Canada if that was there choice...Being a momma probably strengthened that feeling. Here is praying that the hole in Hugh heals and that no more occur.
By the way nanowrimo is a little bit your fault - the plan of the moment is that Snowbie Joe will traverse Revelation in his own personal way and hopefully learn the meaning of redemption. What he sees, what is, and what is to come after...meta tauta. Not too worried about shoes but I am thinking about cushions on the desktop so when I take to banging my head on it I won't give myself a concussion.
Dee: I'm with you on the pacifism. I've reluctantly come to the sense that these boys and girls enlisting must be answering some call, certainly not a call I would/could hear, but signing bonuses and GI Bills cannot account for the decisions these kids make to put their lives on the line.
Bon voyage on the nano...
Hey Bro Murat, this one does pump out fast as lightening! I love the rhythm and the Shaolin soccer, which I think is definitely a better way to fight. I still like the idea of having national leaders fight in nude cage matches to decide the outcome of all wars!!! Only bare and hands and feet allowed. Unfortunately, there is an age when people feel invincible, and the siren call of leaving home and being paid to go to a foreign land does some of them in, I think. So sorry to hear about Hugh.
Teresa: I recently edited a current senior's college essay, in which he advances the argument that it is diabolical to give 18-year-olds the right to enlist when their risk-assessing prefrontal cortexes are as yet incompletely developed, thereby making it easier for warmongering elders to "enlist" them in their own schemes.
Nude cages, eh? Turn all the "gentlemen's" "clubs" into "war" zones.
Not ALL the "gentleman's" clubs, just have the leaders of each country fight one-on-one in cage matches. The nude part was partly to prevent cheating, partly to make them think thrice before deciding to stop negotiating, and partly a crowd pleaser (maybe, depends on how buff they are).
Love the plan Teresa. I agree with the senior's essay. Someone told me of a study that was done that proved that an 18 year old will charge into danger much sooner than a 20 something. Evidently a man who has a family is a little more hesitant...
Wow, Dee. I knew that teenage boys are prone to jump into things; I did not realize how quickly they grow up and develop more reasoning skills. I thought men were like wine and needed to mature at least until age 35 before the effects of adolescent testosterone rush began to wear off. But that's just personal observation, not scientific study.
Teresa: I'm with the 35 theory; my working hypothesis in my therapist days was that 33 was about the time adolescence started singing its swan song (with, naturally, periodic subsequent flashbacks). Speaking from personal 'sperience, of course.
Perhaps "Brandy" is a name that should cross-gender to boys, to remind them that they need to age well... Of course, there is always "Porter," but that does have other connotations. Glad to know that my intuition was not too far off.
T: Maybe more Porter than Brandy: the latter will just conjure up the unctuousness of Brandi, you're a fine girl, what a good wife you would be... Even I would probably enlist to avoid hearing that ditty.
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