Everybody, Get in Line (Keep to Your Left)

You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. - Thoreau

Come with me ...

To a place where profanity-laced lunacy is sanity.

Where we need not be part of hardhearted humanity.

Where hebetude is fashionable.

Where toothless smiles greet you.

And shadows stage a riotous coup.

Where stars congregate the night sky in a feast of twinkles.

Where age isn't measured by wrinkles.

A place where conformity wears no shoes.

Where there's nothing but twisted views.

And faith needs no clues.

A place where straitjackets fit shoulder to shoulder.

And the ashes of fools gather together and smolder.

Wither winter balls come in pairs, hanging from gunny sacks and rhyming with spectacles.

A place where joy litters tipped-over, trash receptacles.

Come with me ...

To a place where silence hollers.

Where pennies are dollars.

Where the breeze carries every lie we say.

And road-raged traffic always gets out of the way.

On Heaven's golden highway.

A place where the lame give out alms.

And lifelines stretch to infinity on infantile palms.

A place where the blind say, "See you later."

And cripples cut rugs together.

Come with me ...

Where hearts and souls join together and pray.

Where mutes have plenty to say.

A place where the clothes look stupid.

And merry men in tights shoot wild arrows like cupid.

Whence buns jiggle and spirits shake.

And skinny people cause the earth to quake.

Where faith reaches out and grabs you by the jugular.

And graffiti is scrawled in a miracle's vernacular.

Where sunrays flicker like Bic lighters on the open sea.

Hurry.

Time's a-wastin'.

Come with me ...

Author's Note

"Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in." - Thoreau

Reviews

[R.J Calzonetti (Siniste..]

I believe this to be one of your best poems. I prefer longer, more intricately written poems, even if shorter poems do have their benefits. This poem is fulfilling because it has more to say, and says it in an amount of words that are more than serving size. One of my favourites of yours actually.

[Pete]

thanks r.j appreciate you sharing thoughts. keep away from that virus ... :)

[barleygirl]

This seems to be a migrating message. At first, it felt like you were doing a spoof on all the ways (in our current crazy times) that the sky is red and grass is purple. This starts out seeming to suggest that all the nonsensical BS permeating our lives is something to be scorned. But then your message migrates to an almost-opposite seeming premise, such as blind people seeing & cripples frolicking, so that such seeming contradictions may not be as senseless & ill-advised as one might at first think. But still, I do not expect this pandemic to turn out being proof that our country is doing a great job of managing the various crises. I hate to agree with Trump, but the media does whip things up into unmanageable chaos, but that will never mean that Trump himself has not contributed to the madness mightily & constantly. He & the media are enemies with the same end . . . to keep us all fucked up so they can stay in power (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Pete]

lol. you have a very keen eye for detail and a wonderful, twisted sense of humor (as do i). i wasn't even sure where i was going with this one. it just spilled out this way. your observations are spot-on as usual. thank you for sharing precious thoughts ... :)