Kailashana

Jul 05, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

recipe for disaster

before
I dig a hole
big enough to fit inside the world
of my conception,
I follow a recipe for disaster
I disassociate myself
from the whirlwind of thoughts and
form myself into an opinion
inside a ball
I roll into oblivion

into the dung pile,
a scarab beetle of indecision
my home on my back
my pile of shit,
looming larger than life
my work never done
though the sun
still seems to rise
and the moon has phases
to go through...

and a whole lot of nothing still happens
quicker than an eye can blink
on the last train to Paradise.

— Kailashana, Jul 05, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Critiques

Dennis Go

15 years 11 months ago

Great!

Love the piece, specially the second stanza and the dung part. (I noticed this line should be "a scarab beetle of indecision")

Kailashana

15 years 11 months ago

I could say something but I

I could say something but I won't. Ah, what the hades, we do get ourselves into a whole lot of shite, eh Annie? Hugs, Anna The whole modern world has divided itself into Conservatives and Progressives. The business of Progressives is to go on making mistakes. The business of the Conservatives is to prevent the mistakes from being corrected. G.K. Chesteron

judyanne

15 years 11 months ago

xxxxx

'a scarab beetle of indiscision' (indecision ?) i say nothing... except i love 'and a whole lot of nothing still happens faster than an eye can blink.' love to you anna judd xxxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

Kailashana

15 years 11 months ago

Lol. I wrote the poem on

Lol. I wrote the poem on site, reread it and changed the word from incision to indecision but never noticed the misspelling even though 3 folks told me. Hmmm. On the third attempt (for which I am grateful) and carefully re-reading all the comments & poem, I finally saw the error of my ways. Just goes to show.... Hugs, Anna The whole modern world has divided itself into Conservatives and Progressives. The business of Progressives is to go on making mistakes. The business of the Conservatives is to prevent the mistakes from being corrected. G.K. Chesteron

shirley harrison

15 years 11 months ago

wonderful!

dear Anna how wonderful, i am a recipe for disaster and i am truly the most indicisive person i know! really enjoyable much love shirley harrison

Kailashana

15 years 11 months ago

Well, you can be all you can

Well, you can be all you can be, just don't spell indecisive wrong. lol. Thanks Shirley. I loooooooooooooooooove Italy. Wish I were there. When are we going to hear a poem with your delicio British/Italian accent?????? hmmmm? You know I am enamored of both. ~A The whole modern world has divided itself into Conservatives and Progressives. The business of Progressives is to go on making mistakes. The business of the Conservatives is to prevent the mistakes from being corrected. G.K. Chesteron

shirley harrison

15 years 11 months ago

i can send you my boyfriend

for 1 week he will arrive in a box! L:O:L i knew i had spelt badly i will have to swallow a dictionary soon!!!!! thank you for smiling Anna i know i'm the worlds worst speller! much love shirley harrison

Seren

15 years 11 months ago

Dearest ~

You are a naughty woman lol smile love JayCee (Quote~~"It is by universal misunderstanding that all agree. For if, by ill luck, people understood each other, they would never agree. "--Charles Baudelaire)

scribbler

15 years 11 months ago

recipe

one man's shit pile is another's paradise I guess.........scribbler

Nordic cloud

15 years 11 months ago

Ann of NorwayOh Anna sister

Ann of Norway Oh Anna sister dear you I would love some variations on the theme of this it has such WONDERFUL potential, it was put in a language that simplified itself which is probably the intention, this is my view at first glance, so I will see if I took the wrong tuning with my own pile of shit and rethink it all, but there's what my first impression of it was, this dung beetle would love the variations too as its blooming wonderful the "I dig a hole  big enough to fit inside the world  of my conception," "the whirlwind" "into an opinion  inside a ball" "I roll into oblivion" "my pile of shit,  looming larger than life" " the sun " "the moon has phases" "whole lot of nothing" All shapes, the round described, implied, moved in, felt in, formed by you, by the elements of nature, all these experienced by the reader as they are tossed and dance with this poem of existence, in and out of control as we go, yes this is great thought dearest Anna. Love from me.