don't judge yet

found it in a comment I left for someone a while back, and I'm just tired enough to post it

how to polish the tarnished soul (in three easy steps)


First, take liberal dunkings in public fountains. The dingy soul must first wash away worries about what small-minded strangers think. It occurs to me that skinny dipping with a friend might do just as well.

Second, the surest thing to bring new light to a tarnished soul is doses of clear, blue skies. And sunshine. Flying is next to godliness. Or dreaming of flying.

Third, sprinkle smiles. They make us shine from the inside out. Plus, those crotchety, small-minded folks wonder what we're up to . . .

or some other foolishness, don't know what's got into me today
 

Reviews

[Perdition]

What got into you was probably the sword of perfection....I would only add that you use an inflatable kayak in the public fountain so that when the police are chasing you down you can scream out, " MY GOD they're using a time machine!!"... as you go around in circles unable to loose them.
The sky ...well....it lies between you and moonlit star..soaking in their energy to rain upon you and a smile is something you must give daily or it just makes baby Jesus cry....lol...Sorry my attempt at a smile.
I loved this. It is that unsung sound through a tree fall of forest with no one around

[TL Boehm]

Nice. I used to traipse through puddles...every chance I got. I'd love to dunk myself in a fountain! Wise words!

[Leslie Philibert]

this is fun,and I`m glad I had the chance to read this...

[Chris]

chuckling here

[Emily B]

I'm not sure if these words preceded or came after the incident at the Brass Band Festival . . . always room in the fountain for one more.

[Libby McKeown]

Crap. I think I may be one of those small-minded curmudgeons. Oh well, carry on.

[Narnie]

All three are perfect. Apart from the dunkings in fountains... I just roll up my jeans and paddle. I'm a bit of a wimp like that :)

[Leaner Pastures]

Very nice. Makes me think of something you come across in the Farmers Almanac or other such journal of folklore and wisdom.

Off to dream of flying!

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Your poem offers good advice to polish a tarnished soul! I enjoyed reading your poem.

[celyn]

This is wonderful,
"Flying is next to godliness. Or dreaming of flying, maybe."
I love every line..
An excellent guide to 'polishing a tarnished soul' :)