Drain Brain

Morning pages empty my mind.

My fresh purpose is to love all there is.

The sun is bursting out and in and out.

I exhale all of the good there ever was

For the world to share, for the world to eat,

And I inhale all of the sick and the evil and

Crush it with my sparkling, sticky, determined  ribs.

I’m big and wide open, a gentle lion without a cage.

My fur is a bed for all of the unloved and the wounded.

My paw creates safety and my tongue heals in strokes.

Roaring, I want everyone to be

As happy as I want to be.

My soul is excited, thrilled and stupid.

My soul does not care what you think.

I claw at the stream of dung of phony ideas

To keep my mind empty

Of all of the sick, rakish forks of thought,

Which are foraging, ravaging deeply, trying

To make me an impossible human being.



It is nearly Wednesday again, which means it is another One Shot Wednesday.  I will submit this piece.  Go check out the fine work in the submitted links.  Cheers!


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  1. #1 by Life: Between the lines on January 4, 2011 - 8:13 pm

    I like!!! 🙂 real nice! 🙂

    • #2 by Carl on January 4, 2011 - 8:20 pm

      Thank you, Lynn – You are far too kind!

  2. #3 by timkeen40 on January 4, 2011 - 8:22 pm

    Great poem. Loved it.


    • #4 by Carl on January 4, 2011 - 8:55 pm

      Thank you, Tim!

  3. #5 by Sirenum Scopuli on January 4, 2011 - 9:38 pm

    “My tongue heals in strokes…”
    Sounds like something I would’ve written. 🙂

    • #6 by Carl on January 4, 2011 - 9:47 pm

      LOL. You made me smile and hurt my face. I was leery about putting that in, but it’s staying!

  4. #7 by pamela on January 5, 2011 - 9:33 pm

    Carl, you are just a lovable cat, I really enjoyed this 🙂

    • #8 by Carl on January 5, 2011 - 11:08 pm

      Thank you, Pamela. Thank you for visiting and thanks for your comment.

  5. #9 by booguloo on January 6, 2011 - 8:24 am

    I’m feeling very protected. Thank you!

    • #10 by Carl on January 6, 2011 - 10:37 pm

      Thank you for your comment. Most of my poems would not elicit that type of response!

  6. #11 by Claudia on January 6, 2011 - 12:29 pm

    Morning pages empty my mind….a gentle lion without a cage..my fur is a bed…beautiful lines in this one…really liked it…

    • #12 by Carl on January 6, 2011 - 10:36 pm

      Thank you so much, Claudia! I appreciate it!

  7. #13 by Steve Isaak on January 8, 2011 - 7:52 pm

    Solid, enjoyable work. Good flow.

    • #14 by Carl on January 8, 2011 - 11:08 pm

      Thank you, Steve. I appreciate your comment.

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