Oh, to be loved
and love a woman
and take her for granted, but not really
to be more than a perfect husband
to be a slob, a slug, with slime
worth its weight in gold
to be inspired
the inspired life is the only one worth living
dirty laundry, and dishes, and dust
pile up
waste, excreted, by a slug
the slug wants to be slime-less
to please his female
the slug wants a spine
it wants to be beautiful
so it can find
a delicious strawberry
to suck on
a perfect rose
to sniff, and romance
with slime.
it’s a truthful lover
never making any false moves
slow and deliberate
it cannot hide
obvious emotions.
Most don’t like the slug
they insist it find the trash
but the slug doesn’t mind
he’s a connoisseur
of all living things
observing, slowly
tasting, sweetly, the nectar
the peach, the fuzz
looking up mountains, and canyons, and rivers
of strawberry-blonde hair
“Clean up your mess.”
And the slug smiles, and gets inspired
laying down a fresh line of slime
it has no teachers
they speak, but it does not listen
he’s a slug, that’s what slugs do
he’s self-taught
observing, thinking, it moves
poked or squashed
spilling its guts
dried in the sun
his death is due
Slime, is a silver reminder
of an inspired life.
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On Mon, Jul 5, 2021 at 3:31 PM Intellectual Shaman wrote:
> Poetry for Finding Meaning in the Madness posted: ” Oh, to be loved and > love a woman and take her for granted, but not really to be more than a > perfect husband to be a slob, a slug, with slime worth its weight in gold > to be inspired the inspired life is the only one worth living di” >
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Beautiful poem
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Thanks TanvirKaur!!! 🙂 I’m glad you liked it!
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This should be published in a book..and all of your best output. Exceptional
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Thanks Observation Blogger! I’ve been giving that some serious thought. Still working on my craft, but also thinking about how to get my work to more people. I really appreciate your encouragement!
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I’m in no doubt it would have been published in earlier times. I feel privileged to read your poems.
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Thanks Observation Blogger! 🙂
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