You really take some interesting photos. (I'm assuming these photos are yours.) It's like you have an eye for the 10,000 things that most other people take for granted.
You may be beautiful and create Inspiration for writing exquisite verse, But you remain unreliable, interested In only what other people can do for you.
I’m glad I’m not living at your mercy, Because if I had ever needed help Getting up from this wheelchair After a bad fall, where would you be?
You have your own problems To deal with, and a string of bad Luck afflicts everything you do and everyone you touch, me included.
If I could stop writing, I would; I’m not sure I need you around Anymore, or that this drivel I make could really be poetry.
But since nobody publishes it Or reads it, it’s like an e-mail Full of spaces for you to add Your own sarcastic smiley-face.
R.T.: Thanks for your kind words on my photos. Yes, I take them when I can remember to take the camera along.
In all fairness, I should add that my wife has taken a couple of the photos I've posted. I'll be sure to note that in a comment from here on. She deserves the credit.
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Dr. Mike: I say kick that bitch muse out the door and get another one. She's no good for you. You deserve much better.
I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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Beautiful!
You really take some interesting photos. (I'm assuming these photos are yours.) It's like you have an eye for the 10,000 things that most other people take for granted.
The Muse Takes a Vacation
You may be beautiful and create
Inspiration for writing exquisite verse,
But you remain unreliable, interested
In only what other people can do for you.
I’m glad I’m not living at your mercy,
Because if I had ever needed help
Getting up from this wheelchair
After a bad fall, where would you be?
You have your own problems
To deal with, and a string of bad
Luck afflicts everything you do
and everyone you touch, me included.
If I could stop writing, I would;
I’m not sure I need you around
Anymore, or that this drivel
I make could really be poetry.
But since nobody publishes it
Or reads it, it’s like an e-mail
Full of spaces for you to add
Your own sarcastic smiley-face.
[Disposable Poem October 3, 2009]
Dr. Mike
R.T.: Thanks for your kind words on my photos. Yes, I take them when I can remember to take the camera along.
In all fairness, I should add that my wife has taken a couple of the photos I've posted. I'll be sure to note that in a comment from here on. She deserves the credit.
***
Dr. Mike: I say kick that bitch muse out the door and get another one. She's no good for you. You deserve much better.
why is dr. mike so rude?If its a joke i don't find it funny this blog needs editing
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