If You Don'T Grok This
If you don’t grok (1) this does it mean
That I’m too smart and you’re not keen
Enough to even cut a cabbage,
Contemplate a simple adage?
If you don’t grok this who’s to blame
The pen, the paper, ‘Pudding Tame?’ (2)
Let all I’ve dreamed be overreaching
Who’s the student, who is teaching?
To ‘know you’ is my heart, my pride,
All else be poop I grow inside,
When poetry is dust and scattered
Loving you will be what mattered!
If you’re with me or if you’re not
My vote’s for ‘Love’ that’s no one’s plot!
For ownership and Hell come creeping,
Strangle ‘Love’ at rest or sleeping.
My joy’s in fact when you are true
To every dream, you dream that’s you.
It’s when you’re you that you’re my dream Love,
I’m your ‘Popeye,’ you’re my ‘Olive!’ (3)
Contentment’s born, a manger’s gift,
It doesn’t mean you won’t be miffed.
But grok this fact if you are able,
Love’s not jackass in a stable!
Long Tooth
August 24th in 2019
Poet’s Notes:
(1) To “grok” means to understand intimately!
(2) There’s a delightful game/rhyme that adults play with children
that suggests we are all so much more than our names!
Adult: “What’s your name?”
Child: “Pudding Tame!
Ask me again, and I’ll tell you the same!”
(3) Popeye and Olive are two delightful if ugly and often obnoxious
animated cartoon characters from the 1940s. Their adventures, their
affection for each other, can still be seen on occasion on TV or DVD.
Beauty is where you find it and always in the eye of the beholder!
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