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the cross or a lifeboat? (with a nod to Jess)
my anthropologist friend
from the Big Apple writes:
"Demonstration of the surpassing of human limitations
is a matter of fact. It is not a matter of debate."
"I don't know Thai
and you don't know me."
I write back;
there is no window through these
perceptions that manifests the intelligence
of a universe
I've already made the coffee strong,
while you are sleeping, my love,
just like you like it,
creative design is not an evolutionary idea for some,
God didn't make little green apples
that fell to earth,
but as long as there's a Matisse or a Michelangelo
I know that god still wears many masks
stilettos, baseball caps and lipstick too,
roots
for the home team, it's just
that some of us are trying to super-size them to fit our egos
and some of us deny that life is a burden too heavy to
carry alone.
.
About This Poem
Last Few Words: Ever have a bass-ackwards morning? This poem is in the evolving stage. lol. ~A
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Candlewitch
14 years ago
Dear Anna,
A wise woman wrote these lines:
for the home team, it's just
that some of us are trying to super-size them to fit our egos
and some of us deny that life is a burden too heavy to
carry alone.
always, Cat
Kailashana2
14 years ago
I kinda like those lines too.
I kinda like those lines too. The poem evolved out of an on-going argument Barry & I have.
http://new.neopoet.com/comment/44126#comment-44126
Big thank you for reading, Cat.
~A.
weirdelf
14 years ago
hmmm, not sure where the nod is
perhaps
"that some of us are trying to super-size them to fit our egos
and some of us deny that life is a burden too heavy to
carry alone."
Well, won't cop to that.
I live
I die
No supernatural support needed.
Just intelligence and integrity to ensure survival.
Kailashana2
14 years ago
The last thing I was talking
The last thing I was talking about in this poem was the *supernatural*.... have you every experienced that pervasive and all inclusive one-ness, Jess? In that feeling/understanding/experience we realize that we want want another if not need.... and as societal creatures, we need each other. Though the marketplace it seems would separate the human need for interaction and
compassion with the untoward abrogation of need with want....more is not more in this case.
~A
weirdelf
14 years ago
of course
you know that.
But I never underestimate your complexity.