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barbsdad2003
Nov 29, 2008 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

busywork


busywork

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[I suspect] the universe
is not only queerer
than [I] suppose, but
queerer than [I] can
suppose ...

I suspect ... there are
more things in heaven
and earth than are
dreamed of in any
[aggravatin', cotton-
pickin'] philosophy.
[That's] why I ]hold] no
philosophy myself,
and must be my excuse
for [dreamin'].
                                    ---Haldane
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I ask myself, are ...

the good parts
of life dreamt

and
the bad real?

or
the reverse?

or
do I dream

both?

and
if none of those,

what then?

figuring it
all out

keeps me so

very,
very

busy

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Janice Pearce

Janice Pearce

17 years 5 months ago

busywork

Great concept here Chuck, Hmmmmmm you've got me to thinking~ _____________________________ To write a touching poem, you must gently stir the soul, if it brings forth tears or smiles, then the story was beautifully told. ________Janice Pearce_________
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barbsdad2003

17 years 5 months ago

My father, the obsessive, incessant, avid ...

discusser of philosophy, wore me out with it, practically made me deaf to all such subjects on the later arrival of futuretime(s). This piece is, I hope plain evident, a gentle diss of him, his interest in philosophy (and all things philosophical), and philosophers in general. A little satire sometimes goes a long way. Need I add that this is also a make-fun-of-myself piece? But on the other hand, the---or any---reader has my permit to treat the write as a seriously posed inquiry into a particular thing we as humans might deem quite philosophical. Thanx, Chuck PS: Pardon me while I spend a little realtime in the tropics, far away from any reality as mundane as computering. Or Interneting. Or even neopoeting. I'm now logging off, but not without waving 'bye. I'll complain about how hot/sunny the weather was ... sometime after my return. Of course it goes without saying that I'll miss you all while I suffer the heat, the balm, the breezes, the pelicans fishing, the sand, the ... whatever.
Janice Pearce

Janice Pearce

17 years 5 months ago

Chuck

Oh You brat, The heat, the balm, the breezes, the pelicans, the fishing, the sand, the water, the thoughts~HAVE FUN!! _____________________________ To write a touching poem, you must gently stir the soul, if it brings forth tears or smiles, then the story was beautifully told. ________Janice Pearce_________
Rett

Rett

17 years 5 months ago

My my my Chuck

We all have the little moments don't we? Contemplating the whichness of the why. Do we dream of being awake or are we awake in our dreams? Sometimes we get so wrapped up in the contemplation we forget to enjoy the reality, whatever that might be. I just prefer to live. Enjoyed it Chuck. Respectfully, Rett: "If law abiding citizens are denied guns, the police don't need theirs. After all, the criminals aren't feared, just the law abiding citizens." Rett
Eduardo Cruz

Eduardo Cruz

17 years 5 months ago

Chuck,

I love everything in this poem that provokes thought, except the damage to my eyes from the italics. you put this together nicely. thanks, Eddie
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leonard daranjo

17 years 5 months ago

Spot on Chuck

Spot on Man. We can only conjecture. The only ones who may be able to give us a glimpse of the inexplicable is the dead and they never seem to return, so the best way - I suppose - is to busy oneself trying to figure things out. I also like your quote - especially aggravatin’, cotton- pickin’] philosophy. There could be nothing more appropriate for the arrogant who think they know it all. Enjoyed your write. Cheers ... Leonard
deelilah

deelilah

17 years 5 months ago

I can relate to your dad

I drive myself crazy with questions like the one you pose, dream or real? Recently wrote this conundrum in "when sleep won't come-part 3": dead-zone space between unconscious life or conscious death. Have a good trip. Looking forward to your return. Yours, Deelilah
infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

17 years 5 months ago

Chuckles

I'd go insane if I sat there and made a concious effort to think about things like this... LOL! I'll leave it to the pros... like you... so I can sit back and enjoy the end result! ~Jess K. ---------------------------------------------------- - "If the opposite of 'pro' is 'con' would that make the opposite of 'progress' Congress? Just wonderin'....."
Mark

Mark

17 years 4 months ago

My dad's a thinker...

It all keeps me busy doing other things....maybe its intent ? If you read that I feel lucky. Mark
Kailashana

Kailashana

17 years 4 months ago

Thought is the mother of

Thought is the mother of invention fornicating with the mind; at least that's how I see the thought *I Am*. ;-) ~ "All in all, it's just another brick in the wall." Pink Floyd There are no walls except for the ones we build. ~me~
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barbsdad2003

17 years 4 months ago

Thanx, guys/gals

Your comments're richly valued. It's nice to see so many who understand my humor ... such as 'tis. Chuck PS: I think truly my father focused on intangibles in order to distract himself from the tangible all 'round. In truth I missed him ... even when he was right in front of me. Ah, well, his loss. And mine.