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Poetry challenge from MM: Delilah

Hey there, Delilah
What’re you like, perfect kitty?
I’m 200 miles away
But, cat, in pictures you look pretty
Yes, you do
Someday I swear I will meet you
I swear, it’s true
Hey there, Delilah
Someday you’ll also meet my kittens
We’re right here if you get lonely
If Maddie needs a kitty-sitter
Close your eyes
We’re just a ways, a brief car ride
We’re by your side
Meow, it’s what you do to me
Meow, it’s what you do to me
Meow, it’s what you do to me
Meow, it’s what you do to me
What you do to me
Hey there, Delilah
I know the squirrels are all outside
But just believe me, cat
Someday you’ll be free and run and glide
You’ll have it good
You’ll kill the rabbits in the woods
Like predators should
Hey there, Delilah
I’ve got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Were original – well, uh oh, hey…
My words aren’t true
I plagiarized this song for you
I’m sorry dude
Oh, it’s what you do to me
Oh, it’s what you do to me
Oh, it’s what you do to me
Oh, it’s what you do to me

Poetry challenge from RG: Vastness

Vastness

 

Most folks will say “look up! at that little twinkling star”,

& maybe rattle numbers off – “it’s really, REALLY far!”

suppose it’s true, cosmos are large, perhaps they’re kinda big

but look down at your bag of skin and let your daydreams dig

Seven billion people roam our “vast” tiny Earth

But seven billion billion billion atoms teem within one’s girth

They talk and play and scream and die as we all are right now

They love and hate and question fate and probably tip cows

All the while praying watching, wondering what they are

Colossal chemists peering in from microscopes afar

So don’t feel too small or look to stars to find some spacious wealth

The vastness of a universe is really in yourself

 

 

 

Creating a moment

Sitting on campus by the rock garden outside of Olin-Rice. A couple has a professional photographer taking pictures of them with their puppy – or, on closer inspection, perhaps just a tiny little dog. It’s interesting to watch.

There is a bench just left to the stairs leading up to Olin-Rice’s north-facing door. Theyve spent a few moments over there as the sun passes in and out of clouds, going back and forth between blurry and broily. It’s humid. The dog’s tongue is visible from here

They are climbing down the small slanted bit of grass between the sidewalk and the edge of the building. The basement windows of Olin-Rice overlook a meager 1 or 2 feet of rocks followed by a wall of grass – from the sidewalk, you have to peer down to see that the windows do indeed have offices inside of them. The dog-couple and dog-couple-photographer are walking along this largely unappreciated stone track, using the shade to their advantage.  Maybe the photographer’s wide-brimmed hat is, well, to aid in their photography? I’m not sure.

 

As for me – 1/2way through a YouTube video on the pharmacology of lamotrigene. I’ve watched it before but this morning when I was making breakfast didn’t feel like I had properly memorized its contents, so here I am again. It’s downloaded on a flash drive so that I can keep an eye on it. sodium-gated ion channels!