Brian Purdy

Rookie - 0 Points (28.09.48 / Belleville, Ontario)

I Tell You, Gus... - Poem by Brian Purdy

I tell you, Gus, there's just one way
to skin a monkey, snake or frog
and don't let the buggers tell you
any different. You take your knife
or Occam's razor, whet its edge,
then do the job. Where trouble comes
is what to do when you run across
clear evidence your snake, frog, monkey, shrew
holds title to a soul like yours. Quite startling
first time you bump your nose on one
in a place you thought unlikely. Sure enough
it's white as yours, black as mine, gray
as souls can get with use - but just the barest
shreds are there, the soul having fled its anchorage -
and that's the tick of time you're glad
the kill was made before you arrived. So, look
to see your knife is sharp, untarnished
by the tide of events and finish,
but never tell a soul of this - for after all,
if told by another, would you believe?
Would you believe you? Meanwhile the soul
whose shreds you saw, has floated free
and steers toward the great, assembled armada
beside the shores of an ocean
we, as well, in time may see
- to sail again some elemental morning.

Comments about I Tell You, Gus... by Brian Purdy

  • Martin O'Neill (3/7/2012 5:33:00 PM)

    Very thoughtful examination of attitudes towards life and life forms. The conversational tone is entirely appropriate. Well written. (Report) Reply

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  • (3/5/2012 1:25:00 AM)

    A wonderful poem! Outstanding piece thank you very much (Report) Reply

  • Wahab Abdul (2/29/2012 11:25:00 PM)

    this is a smart poem, well crafted and nicely worded, i like it. (Report) Reply

  • (2/29/2012 12:45:00 PM)

    This one was great. I love the use of Occam's razor as a blade choice. Very clever. (Report) Reply

  • Scotty Dogg (2/19/2012 9:03:00 PM)

    Something scary below the surface is what I like. bump your nose is great! Loved it. Good one Brian. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 19, 2012

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