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    Irrational Fears

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    Fear of flying naked and falling airplane parts,
    fear of manatees lurking in the dark,

    conspiratorial dolphins and
    parrots reading the evening news with sardonic inflection,
    bald men on roller blades,
    fluoride in my toothpaste,
    rampant gluten.

    Fear of deficits in dark hoodies walking brazenly through gated communities,
    Open zippers.
    Covert tattoos.

    Fear of cheerful salesmen and overweight conservatives.
    Fear of anything that comes in a bag.

    How about mascots bumming cigarettes in unemployment lines?
    Or smooth elevator operators?

    Fear of ex-wives in the back seat writing angry manifestos on the new vinyl with the stubs of worn out lip gloss.
    Fear of Bermuda love triangles
    Fear of one-way conversations causing deafness by impacted ear wax.

    Fear of bombastic thespians
    and closet homosapiens.

    Fear of sit-com divas flashing humor implants
    and ferocious rabbits
    and crawling incest
    and relatives in the woodpile who only come out at night.
    Rhinoceri behind the sofa.

    Fear of fallen astronauts who really want to tell you what they saw in outer space
    and Fox News anchors in broad daylight.
    Fear of lightning in open relationships and causes lost in the crowd.
    Fear of too much oxygen, too much coffee, too little coffee,
    death by cloning.

    Fear of self-righteous four-year-olds and crusading circus clowns,
    long nights with short attention spans,
    confinement in tight Levis.

    Fear of reality dreams.
    Fear of waking up dead.

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    Just love the parrots, ex-wives and self-righteous four-year-olds! - but is it perhaps a third too long?

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    It's does ramble a bit. Written for performance. One minute poems are usually over before you have the audience's attention. The idea is to get more and more outrageous.

  4. #4
    Haha this is great and funny

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    Quote Originally Posted by TL Murphy View Post
    .
    Fear of flying naked and falling airplane parts,
    fear of manatees lurking in the dark,

    conspiratorial dolphins and
    parrots reading the evening news with sardonic inflection,
    bald men on roller blades,
    fluoride in my toothpaste,
    rampant gluten.

    Fear of deficits in dark hoodies walking brazenly through gated communities,
    Open zippers.
    Covert tattoos.

    Fear of cheerful salesmen and overweight conservatives.
    Fear of anything that comes in a bag.

    How about mascots bumming cigarettes in unemployment lines?
    Or smooth elevator operators?

    Fear of ex-wives in the back seat writing angry manifestos on the new vinyl with the stubs of worn out lip gloss.
    Fear of Bermuda love triangles
    Fear of one-way conversations causing deafness by impacted ear wax.

    Fear of bombastic thespians
    and closet homosapiens.

    Fear of sit-com divas flashing humor implants
    and ferocious rabbits
    and crawling incest
    and relatives in the woodpile who only come out at night.
    Rhinoceri behind the sofa.

    Fear of fallen astronauts who really want to tell you what they saw in outer space
    and Fox News anchors in broad daylight.
    Fear of lightning in open relationships and causes lost in the crowd.
    Fear of too much oxygen, too much coffee, too little coffee,
    death by cloning.

    Fear of self-righteous four-year-olds and crusading circus clowns,
    long nights with short attention spans,
    confinement in tight Levis.

    Fear of reality dreams.
    Fear of waking up dead.
    True.... most fears are irrational... deep seated fear should be "deep seeded fear"
    the tiny seed that starts growing those roots of paranoia .... at the root of most fear there is just enough possibility to fertilize and nourish and grow irrational fear...

    I once had a horse that was terrified of white plastic bags...I tried to desensitize her by feeding her treats from a bag... it did not work
    I have an irrational fear of Preying Mantis bugs....

    anyway, this poem is clever in the way you paired the seemingly irrational fears with real fears most people can relate to.... who among us have not suddenly been sure that our zipper is unzipped....

    "crawling incest".... o... that IS clevvver....
    She lost herself in the trees,
    among the ever-changing leaves.
    She wept beneath the wild sky
    as stars told stories of ancient times.
    The flowers grew toward her light,
    the river called her name at night.
    She could not live an ordinary life,
    with the mysteries of the universe
    hidden in her eyes....
    Author: Christy Ann Martine

    Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
    love leaves a memory no one can steal....
    Author unknown.

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    I was looking for “deep seated” in the poem and couldn’t find it. Then I realized you weren’t talking about the poem. But it’s just the kind of error I would make. Now I’ll be confused for the rest of my life, “Is it ‘deep seeded or deep seated?” I’m ruined.

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    "Deep seated".... No, it is not part of your fabulous poem.... sorry for the confusion... let me make myself clear... I totally enjoyed your poem... we all can laugh at other people's weird fears, but you know and I know... we ALL have some... you know... deep seated fears.....

    [ one of my deep seated fears is offending a poet....]
    She lost herself in the trees,
    among the ever-changing leaves.
    She wept beneath the wild sky
    as stars told stories of ancient times.
    The flowers grew toward her light,
    the river called her name at night.
    She could not live an ordinary life,
    with the mysteries of the universe
    hidden in her eyes....
    Author: Christy Ann Martine

    Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
    love leaves a memory no one can steal....
    Author unknown.

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    I get it, Fire. You just had me going there for a few minutes. I had to read the poem a couple of times. BTW, the only thing I’m afraid of is my ex-wife, but don’t tell her that.

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    Quote Originally Posted by TL Murphy View Post
    I get it, Fire. You just had me going there for a few minutes. I had to read the poem a couple of times. BTW, the only thing I’m afraid of is my ex-wife, but don’t tell her that.
    hummmmm.... THAT is probably a rational fear....
    She lost herself in the trees,
    among the ever-changing leaves.
    She wept beneath the wild sky
    as stars told stories of ancient times.
    The flowers grew toward her light,
    the river called her name at night.
    She could not live an ordinary life,
    with the mysteries of the universe
    hidden in her eyes....
    Author: Christy Ann Martine

    Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
    love leaves a memory no one can steal....
    Author unknown.

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