Balls and Walnuts
more than you ever wanted to know
Flickr Follies: a slippery trail of because
Chemistry, not astronomy, because
Mattresses are a poor reason for career choice.
Biology, not chemistry, because
Solvents reeked
Those boats looked nice
And the math was getting too tough.
Medicine, not biology, because
Mice would not cooperate.
School, not honor, because
If you had the chance, you’d take it, too
And the sky was so very blue
And I was free
And we had all the time in the world.
Honor, not comfort, because
The truth? I missed the honor.
Crappy poetry, not a post, because
Like her host
The muse has a head cold, too.
D.
I think this is wonderful poetry. I think you should write more…lots more.
Sweet of you to say that. I don’t consider myself much of a poet, and especially not here, since I paid no attention whatsoever to the sound. But sometimes I feel like I’ve made decisions for some of the oddest reasons, you know? Because the boats looked nice. One of these days, maybe I’ll explain that one.
It’s funny the paths we take in life.
Funny.
i like it.
I like it, too.
Oh, and I might have said “love” instead of “honor” which, to my mind, are inseparable things.
“And we had all the time in the world.”
We did, didn’t we? I wonder why I was in such a hurry? Can’t think it was to get to where I am now. I can see exactly how decisions got me here, but it certainly wasn’t where I planned to go back then. Some of the decisions with the biggest impact were made for the flimsiest of reasons.
Nice poem, Doug!
I had a psychologist a long long time ago who maintained we did everything for good reasons. We might not know what the reasons are, but they’re there just the same.
I don’t know. I subscribe to chaos theory.
Thanks.