Alas, Behold the Lonely Dogwood



 

 

 

 

 



Have you ever noticed?: Creative Challenge #246

Have you ever noticed how those who insist on having large guns are in essence trying to make up for the thing that God gave them that they consider too small?

Have you ever noticed that the person who shouts the most and the loudest generally has the least to say?

Have you ever noticed that the person standing next to you in the choir whose voice can be heard above all others always sings flat, and everybody glares at you?

Have you ever noticed that when you replace something under the hood of your car, if you drop it, that it rolls under the car to the exact center?

Have you ever noticed that when you get all bundled up to go snow skiing with parka, pants, gloves, ski mask and goggles, that suddenly you have to pee?

Have you ever noticed that when the repairman comes out to fix your washing machine, that it works fine, until he leaves, then it breaks down again?

Have you ever noticed the instructions on a microwave dinner that say “Heat until hot.” Followed by “Caution: Product will be Hot.”

Have you ever noticed that if you want to observe butterflies and birds in their natural habitat that playing the 1812 Overture on your boom box seems to prevent that?

Have you ever noticed how some people will say “Nice doggy, good doggy” while they are searching for a rock?

Have you ever noticed how some people will tell you how lovely your painting is or how wonderful your poetry is, but tell their friends, “WHAT WAS SHE THINKING!!”

Have you ever noticed how when you put your finger in a baby’s hand he will grab it and hold on?

Have you ever noticed how good that makes you feel?

Have you ever noticed how you will weep copious tears yet are having the happiest day of your life at your daughter’s wedding?

Have you ever noticed that I probably should have ended this thing about ten “Have you ever noticed” ago?

 

-Tim D. Culey 2013-

 

 

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What we are seeing is utterly incomprehensible

Incompressible in its inhuman depravity

Depravity that is robbing us of our very senses

Senses that speak of the reality that we refuse to see

See a sight that shuts out the function of our ears

Ears which can perform in every way but will not

Not wanting to allow our senses to admit the unbelievable

Unbelievable  to the extent that it paralyzes our tongues

Tongues which can not give voice to what must remain mute

Mute in hopes that silence will prevent it from happening again

Again, and again, and again and again in Newtown

Newtown gone old by an unspeakable act that makes us shudder

Shudder as we continue, stopping barely long enough to pause

Pause briefly as we cheer this as a noble example of Democracy

Democracy that deprives many of their life, liberty and happiness

Happiness continues for those who use the 2^nd Amendment to hide

Hide that twenty children and six adults have been robbed of life.

 

 

Tim D. Culey -2013-

 

 

This is an example of  “Loop Poetry.” The last word of line 1 becomes the first word of line two. The last word of line 2 is the first word of line 3. That pattern repeats itself throught the poem. Of the different styles of Loop Poetry I have chosen One Long Stanza, no limit on number of lines, no rhyming scheme, the last word, first word scheme is maintained

 

Point of information: The loss of senses to which I alluded is a true psychological phenomena. It was first identified among those who survived the “Killing Fields” in Cambodia by the Khmer Rouge. Psychologists treated many people for “Hysterical Blindness” and loss of other senses which had no physical cause. It is believed that for those who had to witness these atrocities day in and day out that the mind essentially reached an overload of sensory input and simply chose to shut down the senses rather than go insane by continuing to witness them.

I don’t know if there were any cases of this reported at Sand Hook Elementary or not.

 

Attention to Detail

He was never much of a dare devil

He always kept his head on the level

Can’t remember a time he took a risk

He took a walk daily, often quite brisk.

 

 

You might even say he kept his nose to the ground

He was undeniably cognizant of all those around.

He believed fervently in all of the laws of safety

He was determined simply to be all he could be.

 

It is absolutely inexplicable to explain what happened to him

The story in its telling is certainly much too graphic and grim

Though he crossed the tracks safely, he soon began to wail

This dog uncharacteristically forgot to pay attention to de tail.

 

 

Tim D. Culey  -2013-

 

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