a strange apple cart
today
I unknowingly kicked over
anger is like that
a tray of apples
and you never know
which one has the worm
in it
so in this particular instance
fortification
to the circumstance
does not so readily apply
many perceptions get
vaporized
within another 's
misunderstood intellect
and or rage
too bad I didn't think
to bring the snot goggles
and hip boots prior...........
(Oct. 4, 2011 1154pm)
Author's Notes/Comments:
Had a one sided Philosophical conversation earlier today. One sided on my philosophical friend's part perhaps. ( at least I am sure he started feeling that way as he lost me a few sentences in and I all too quickly learned in such field he is obviously a PHD and I a preschooler by comparison. I felt sorry for him having to try to explain his simple concepts to me over and over again. Anyway, I did him a fine turn. My editor friend Amy she is a top notch admirer and ardent friend to such discussions sort of person so I feel his having to put up with me is not a bad exchange for my introducing him to Amy. He did not get angry with me as I eluded to in the poem, he was actually very nice and patient but earlier I had had a, shall we say, pithy conversation with another unnamed snarky person of arrogance and between those two chats the two kind of morphed for a moment in my poetic thoughts as one. Anyway, I am pleased with the ending as my philosophical friend and my editor/friend found today through me someone they both can enjoy getting to know and share ideas on the subject they both are so knowledgeable in. I think in a previous life I must have been some Jewish matchmaker or some such either that or a busy body old lady in the neighborhood who had nothing better to do than make matches of all sorts of people for my own boredom's general entertainment. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the poem........
