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Life after work by Charlie Morganit was when i was counting-down,
the seconds on my microwave, in
wait of reheating my coffee,that,
my life to come; i.e., the tomorrows
that i fling about in my pomes, oh
and the yesterdays i toss away,
like old one-sock pairs[in memory]
what does a sock care about? more
than anything else? the other sock,
what else?...you gotta be there.
and all it took was a whisk
to carry it away. my legs
still crossed at the ankle;
unknowningly i posture: death.
i chuckle at myself, for being
so mindless, that right now...
i mean right now...i could care
less, you know about meproblems.
i'm hunched-over counting my many
heavy blessings. so many. so many.
you can go away. but, come back. 06/22/2010 Posted on 06/22/2010 Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 06/22/10 at 05:41 PM Oh, I love this, Chaz! Your first stanza gives me a new appreciation for the old "sock it to me!" punch line... you give me so many *giggles* and then, to add to it the visual of you reheating your coffee, I do too, soooo often and finish it with yet another visual that I am blessed to see happening (exactly) in my Mom's life... The reason I'm in West Virginia is to help my Mom because she has three herniated discs and even this very morning could only get comfortable by hunching over, and yet so thankful God has given us this beautiful time together... not free of problems, but at this moment, FREE of them all... Love it! |
| Posted by Linda Fuller on 06/22/10 at 10:21 PM this one really resonates with me - life after being recently laid off with slim prospects and depression flapping its wings, ready to land...big heavy bird. But I have so many blessings to count...(another ellipsis just for you) |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 06/24/10 at 03:10 PM Oddly, my favorite phrase is: "i mean right now" Cause that is the best thing I have. Those socks get tossed but they blow back and settle - one in the closet and one on the floor at the breakfast table of the new day. It does seem like a whisk - such a brief moment after a lifetime rooted in one place. I relate, my good friend. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 06/28/10 at 07:51 PM I really like the idea of "heavy blessings". |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 06/29/10 at 09:31 PM This piece reminded me of my parents- they were both "workoholics" who worked day after, withhout a complaint. NOT working meant death to both of them. There is indeed "time to small the flowers" and play with the Grankids. You worked a life time- it's time to sleep in and ENJOY life. |
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