mistakes

mistakes

A Poem by SkinlessFrank

my mother

always

said

consume only

the most

digestible

of oils 

and

not the ones

that congeal

or cake up

in the back of

the throat

or go

clump clump

as they

descend

 

but old

habits

die hard

kinda like that thick

pulvinus

at the base of

the oak leaf

 

indeed

one must be

careful

not to

gag on

its cellulosic

rigor

 

and yet

foolishly

i still deposit my

leftover coffee 

grinds in

the kitchen sink

 

a bad move

but apparently

not

an uncommon one

said

the plumber

who tried to

console me

 

“people are forever doing things they later come to regret”

© 2013 SkinlessFrank


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-- ahhh... -- the narration appeals to me immensely... it allows me to literally read the speaker's mind and join the dots... -- the time travelling from the first stanza to the end is incredible... it creates an echo... and yet again i'm reminded of people and thoughts i thought i'd forgotten... -- the concluding line is powerful and again takes what might seem 'banal' to the level of an enlightening insight... -- we (as in us human beings) know this... and yet it's so challenging to break a pattern of behaviour or decision-making... -- my second grade english teacher once said... it's very difficult to get rid of a bad habit... because if you remove 'h'... 'a bit' is left... if you remove 'a'... 'bit' is left... and if you remove 'b', 'it' is still left... -- evolution would happen so much faster if we were truly able to modify our MO as frequently and as intelligently as necessary... -- i don't plan to quit caffeine and nicotine... but i think i might make some other changes that i need to make really soon... -- i'm glad i read this post today...

Posted 8 Years Ago


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I hate restrictions and knowing I'm not suppose to do it, sometimes inspires me to do it . Besides, no matter what you do, life is a limited time offer anyway lol If I was born with wings, I wouldn't have to jump out of a perfectly good airplane hahaha

Posted 8 Years Ago


I think we are all guilty of these things and many more that we will shamefully keep to ourselves....lol I really enjoy the flow of this piece and enjoyed how you practically made the simple things of old habits actually quite enjoyable to read....thank you for sharing :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Love the delicious words. i've missed you, my Friend.

Posted 10 Years Ago


brilliant observational piece, i really like how you use your biology metier in this poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Nobody then you can do metaphors, mixed with Biological wisdom better than you my friend... this has so many truths in it, I feel the sins growing by reading it lol... well done ;)

- Elisa

Posted 11 Years Ago


Like consuming saturated fats...clogs the sink and our arteries. Despite knowing the facts, people still supersize their fries and order the Bigmac. We are a selfish society...blinded by our own gluttony.

Posted 11 Years Ago


We regret things we have done but more often I think it's the things we didn't do that we regret the most. It's something I like to keep in mind...

I do like how this poem is written - short, little fragments that come together... This piece flows together and reads well. I like the use of the quotations around the phrase at the end too.
Nice poem :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


people are forever regretting things they later do again

Posted 11 Years Ago


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brilliant metaphor on the "human condition." i always thought the premise of the movie "the Curious Case of Benjamin Button" was a good idea. why can't we be born with all the lessons learned and enjoy all their fruits throughout a long and well-lived life? imagine midlife w/a fit body, no lines marring a once-youthful face and all the tools to do it "right." but then, what would be the point of poetry like this that shines in its own singular, glowing light. perhaps we are doing it right after all.


Posted 11 Years Ago



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SkinlessFrank

Glen Sutton, Quebec, Canada



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