Charmed Life Poem by Patti Masterman
Charmed Life
We select books by their titles,
Almost as if we were going
To have to eat them, later on;
I don't think I'd like Subway Armageddon;
Explosions always hurt my teeth,
And the seasoning is too metallic.
We select dates
As if we were going to have to marry them,
On down the line; too fat, too nerdy;
Too many apron strings on that one;
I don't need any more high maintenance romance-
Always interested in what's in it for us.
But we still live in the land of memories,
Where memories live in our blood like a lotus.
The lotus never says, too muddy, too icky;
Or, the view doesn't compensate for the fact
That I'm to be stuck here, in this one place, forever;
Because growing is more of a biology thing, than anything else.
If we were quarks instead of subway riders,
We would all want to be Charmed;
None of us would want to consider ourselves Strange,
And we would hope Up or Down wasn't a one-way ticket.
On the unpredictable subway-ride of life, first impressions are everything;
We will accept nothing less than perceived perfection.
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4/26/2024 12:00:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi Patti - A nice poem with distinctive PM touches. It scores a MAX - but I am unable to score - its not my age - its PM - but the thought is there. Books - dates - memories - quarks - of such is life composed. V 1 My favorites books are Supurb Sweets - Delicious Dinners - Dazzling Drinks and Goldie Horn Unwrapped - but then I am a Man and it's much easier for us to make decisions. V 2 All natural dates have stones in them - it's not a perfect world Angel - but the proof of the date is in the eating and some taste so so delicious that you know you have picked the 'ripe' fruit - say no more. V 3 'Sweet sweet the memories you gave me' still sweeter the present discourse - which because it's poetic it's astral and infinite - never stuck in one place forever. It's Astrology not mere Biology. You need to get out of your body more often Patti - Alpha Centuri is much more picturesque that Oklahoma! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! V 4 On to be in Central Quark now that Spring is almost here. You and I both known the advantages of Quarkology - It's fundemental dear Patti. I love your your chioce of Quark CHARMED - UP - ON TOP - I'll go with that. But to compensate I would have to be STRANGE - DOWN -ON THE BOTTOM well someone has to acquiese (good word) to make it a return journey - not now and again - but now and again and again and again and again. The perfect cain reaction. As you are aware Patti the language of Science and the language of Love are symbiotic and alway endothermic. It is the same with poetry and it is the cathartic release of energy in the climax of the poem that makes it all worthwhile. Thanks for sharing PM - Love you lots in Poetry - JOHN.