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Limerick's loony bin and other crazy sh% - 5. Day 16 to day 20

Soul searching questions

When a human looks for it, and finds nothing,

Are they a monster?

Can it be black? Do animals have one? Or plants? Or ants? Everything?

Can it be beautiful? Is it only mine, or is it borrowed? Or part of an endless pool?

Am I it or is it me? Are ours related? Can they melt together, touch, even if I’ll never touch you?

 

Minestrone*

Today it will be a minestrone
Some nice medium carrots peeled and sliced
potatoes, red green peppers, largely diced
tomato paste, and olives without stone
zucchini, spinach, green beans garden grown
small elbow pasta briefly cooked, rinsed twice
oregano, thyme, garlic, salt as spice
Delicious soup we do not eat alone.
We open the door and greet everyone
Friends, neighbors and family come inside
Please sit at our table and have some fun
Mamma dips her spoon, her grin becomes wide
Our dog herds the brood playing in the sun
Pappa dons the ears, he has eggs to hide.

 

Bzzzz—Bees*

Five bees buzzed between beers,

Got bored, called some peers,

Each took a sip

A brief dip

became emotive and burst into tears.

 

The witch*

She was ancient, dwelling in that little dilapidated house, my parents warned me off the witch, but she had cats, and kittens. Kittens are born blind. Weird. And love to sleep in the bread basket and eventually open their eyes. Carelessly we threw caution to the wind
One day she was gone. The cats were gone, the kittens too. The house was gone. Later they built an apartment block in its place. We were warned off the building site. We threw caution to the wind and explored, it smelled of damp concrete and freshly sawn timber. We found a package with cigarettes and a lighter. We were warned off smoking. Smoky kisses. We were warned off kissing too. Of kissing them.
We threw caution to the wind. We are laughing with the wind now.

 

The bug*

I am not nude when I walk along the street, but in my head
people whisper, I am naked.

Thank you @Valkyrie for going this way with me. *hug*
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You had a great week, wolfie :hug: 

Such poignant questions in "soul-searching".  I think the answer to the last question is 'yes'.  And who knows?  Maybe those two souls will meet in another place or another life :) 

I want to come to your place for some minestrone.

I laugh every time I read about your beer bees :rofl:  

I can picture the witch clearly and love the repeated warnings, which should be ignored.  The ending is perfect :)

As for the last, I think we all feel exposed in public at times and need to tell those voices to shut up.  

I can't wait to see what the last week of April brings.  :) 

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14 minutes ago, Valkyrie said:

You had a great week, wolfie :hug: 

Such poignant questions in "soul-searching".  I think the answer to the last question is 'yes'.  And who knows?  Maybe those two souls will meet in another place or another life :) 

I want to come to your place for some minestrone.

I laugh every time I read about your beer bees :rofl:  

I can picture the witch clearly and love the repeated warnings, which should be ignored.  The ending is perfect :)

As for the last, I think we all feel exposed in public at times and need to tell those voices to shut up.  

I can't wait to see what the last week of April brings.  :) 

Yeah, me too.  Thank you for your kind words and all your help. :heart:

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Soul Searching had me pondering ideas that sound perilously close to theological engineering. Minestrone has my mouth watering. I very much liked you limerick concerning bees, too. It made me smile. The Witch, and The Bug are both excellent; Witch drew me in, line by line. Bug packs a lot into its short span. Thanks for these terrific poems. 

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46 minutes ago, Parker Owens said:

Soul Searching had me pondering ideas that sound perilously close to theological engineering. Minestrone has my mouth watering. I very much liked you limerick concerning bees, too. It made me smile. The Witch, and The Bug are both excellent; Witch drew me in, line by line. Bug packs a lot into its short span. Thanks for these terrific poems. 

Thank you, Parker for reading my poems and for the kind words. I had to stop myself while writing 'Soul searching'. Bees started with a joke between Val and me. The witch's  name was Traut. I'll never forget her.

 

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First you confuse me, then you make me hungry, then you make me think of people that act the same way as bees with beer...then you make me wonder what happened to the witch and if bugs even know what naked means. Either way, I loved it.

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You read my poems! Thank you for sharing your thoughts. The witch died alone among her cats.

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Sorry I missed these at posting. I think there is a 'witch' in every neighborhood, in every childhood. :)  Bees have no business in beer, especially emotional ones. :gikkle: 

I just want to say how strong I've been finding your poetry throughout this month. You and @Valkyrie have been outdoing yourselves, and we are the ones who benefit. Keep stretching and growing, Adi. Your poetry is absolutely wonderful. Cheers... Gary....

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Thank you, Gary. All I can do is try to do better  and stubbornly continue writing poems with an accent.

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