Waking up on the wrong side of the planet-Huh?
72To all the fine, upstanding Hubbers out there...who like a little humor...a little wit...a little bit of trying to sort things out for themselves...and on their own...instead of letting the T.V. World digest our intelectual input for us...I bring you this tribute to something long ago. On a day (Memorial Day 2009) where I feel much grief for those that have gone into harm's way...I look to the good things in life that those who fought valiantly for us...helped us to secure! So...with no further ado...I bring for your amusement:
Waking up on the
wrong side of the
planet! Huh...?
On this fine day I looked around and saw…
That chaos has been sprayed out …from wall to wall!
I turned left, everyone else went right.
I can’t wait till I’m back home, and safe for the night.
Did the world stop spinning-or did I land on alien soil?
Did my mind finally fracture-Have I lost for all I toil?
Can I pick back up the pieces-though I’m still missing a few?
May I stop to smell the roses-bright and red-with morning dew?
Do I look but never find you?
Should I scream from not knowing what to do!
Is it all my imagination-or am I torn by how I feel?
Can I snap out of it for a moment or is this all way too real?
Did I enter into a new dimension?
Maybe, this dread is from previous apprehension?
Perhaps it shall all change…Oh why bother!
A train wreck or a sunny day…it’s just one or the other!
Oh…for all the good days that I took for granted,
Back before I woke up on the wrong side of the planet!
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Now is a good time to tell ya’,
That I have nothing more to add…“duh”!
You have worked, and worked, then got up to do it again,
Its’ like we are on a “never-ending” carousel ride, my friend.
But…What the heck else would we all be doing,
Find out who’s screwing with your head…and start suing!
Don’t get caught up on…you know… life’s rollercoaster,
Grab your coffee on the way out the door; Grab your breakfast from the toaster.
Hit the traffic jam that’s been waiting for you to join in,
And...the one that’s waiting for you at your day’s end.
Don’t get sloppy on your daily commute route,
Aren’t you glad that this is what life’s all about?
Life is crazy in its' normalcy…
I think on that subject we can all agree.
Go ahead, and stretch your tie tight,
Make sure to straighten-up, and fly right,
What do you mean that you don’t understand?
What in the world is wrong with you, Man?
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Are you starting to feel the crazy yet?
Hang on…it will get to ‘ya soon…I bet.
The fun part, and all the kookiness, too.
Why…They just can’t wait to make an example out of you!
Haven’t you heard what it is that I am saying?
We must form a committee…someone must start paying!
Or are you so simply aggravated at the mere touch of a button,
Do I have to tell you again...If so...then how can I pass you the baton?
Is this poem still getting crazier by the minute?
That’s because it has been found to have life’s nonsense in it.
Do you find this to be poematically offensive?
Don’t come at me with anything…that is not constructive.
Can’t you see that I am trying to do you a favor,
What can you do when Salt has lost all its’ flavor?
A contrast from a radically different point of view,
Can’t you see that’s what I y’am up in your face…trying to tell you?
Come on “Man-up”, lil one…we got a long way to go till we’re through,
Oh relax….what can you do about it…no really…what could you do?
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Let me now invoke a famous “Rocky Horror” Movie Quote, and say, “Damn it, Janet!”
You stepped into the Twilight Zone today…Waking up on the wrong side of the planet.
Huh?...Right!?…This Poem is really starting not to make too much sense?
At least, when you’re too busy choosing both sides…as you straddle the fence!
This is indeed…very whacked out…Yeah…I believe this is pretty crazy,
Especially…since all your minds have literally become so weak and lazy!
To the job, 9 to 5, working all day, ‘cause it takes all day just to cover your own butt,
To move up to an upper echelon position, and be part of the same “blame game” rut.
Do my words now make your head hurt?
Has this become a disaster with which I continue to flirt?
Isn’t it such a wild ride to be here on Planet Earth?
Why…you only figurin’ that out now…haven’t you been here since birth?
The time has come and it shall be done,
For a man, each man, to see that he’s, “The One”.
You have worked hard to become all that you are,
That don’t mean…you can start looking above your name for a “Gold Star”!
No Worries, Mate… the agony is almost over…Yes…The end is near!
So…Raise your glass high…this (here) poem is almost over; Give a cheer!
Have a toast with beer, martini, whiskey sour, or perhaps...even a shot of warm Saki,
This Poem (right here) is my modern tribute to the one known as “Jabberwocky”...
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Like the Poem author said…This is a tribute to “Jabberwocky”. A poem where everything is made clear as you go through it…though a great deal is nonsense!
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Ah, the beloved cup of coffee! You can write 'em my friend! Thank you!
Whiskey: Appreciate that coming from someone that writes great stories.
Candy V: Ah Yes...the full cup of coffee...never leave home w/o it...no coffee=waking up on the wrong side of the planet, for sure!
Make my coffee extra large today!!
Cool and love that Jabberwocky at the end, one of my favourite poems!
cindyvine: Jabberwocky...is a great poem and one of my favourite poems, as well...Hope I did it justice...Thanks for your comment.
Powerful stuff my friend. The sort of stream of consciousness thing going on makes for a dark brew - a heady drink indeed! Thanks for sharing :D
Cris A: Yes...Go to the head of the class...your analysis kicks _____! I remember when we had to study "Jabberwocky" in class...Wish all things we studied back then had as much thought-provoking depth and dimension to them as did that poem...I might have paid more attention!
Greetings manlypoetryman, and kudos to you for your deeply fely words. The Jabberwocky is an alltime great one - I have often felt like someone removed the world while I wasn't looking. Thanks so much for sharing.
Thanks for the kudos, RedElf...hope that no one removes the world around you today when your not looking. But...at least for today my world seems to be in place...Hope yours is too...? Beware the Jabberwock that bite...my friend! The nonsense is everywhere!
Hi, Just dropped by and wanted to leave you a note. Yep life on this planet in these times is a wild ride indeed, well put.
~Jen
Yes Jen: It is a wild ride...thanks for putting it well...as well! "LIVE STRONG!" Jen...as that famous cycler has said...Folks, this is one strong lady...say a prayer for her tonite: for comfort and healing.
Gotta love those rants! : )
You know it, brandonfan...Thanks for readin' this particular one...!?
MPM - This is an "oldy" now, but still good evidence that your "pink" tractor can really plow them up.
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Hey Gus...Good to see you...I was just thinkin' about visitin' one of those Redneck Tales...of yours! Yeah...this one has been around on Hub Pages for awhile...but I like to come back and read it myself sometimes...it helps make sense of all the nonsense going on...these days: ) ! Thank you...as always...for your comments...and for your reading this here poem. I thought you was going to have those eyes of yours checked by now...'cause you're still getting Ol' Bess (my "fire engine red" tractor) confused with my wifes bright pink tractor...that you seen the last time you was over for a visit!
MPM - Well now, speaking of tractors. Back in my salad days when I was ramrodding a Dept. of Conservation tree-planting crew, I was atop a "Farmall-A" tractor, a little machine, with big planting lugs, one bolted onto each of the rear "driver" wheels. Drove up a steep hill and the doggone fractious thing dug in those lugs and started to tip over right backwards. Good thing for me that some of my boys jumped on the front and kept me from getting zonked. Now then, that should have taught me something bigtime, but, like the young turkey I was back then, I had to try to drive it down a hardtop roadway - and it did what you'd expect it to do - buck like a wild bronco. That doggone tractor was bright red, so maybe you'd best get out the bleach or some pink paint and make your rig look like its pictures. Probably keep you from tipping over.
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Gus...See there ya' go again telling me that "tree-plantin'" story of yours again...! Everytime...right before ya' ask to borrow the tractor...? And...I told ya' if ya' keep drinkin' that corn whiskey of yours...before it has time to bleed of some that 199% proof alcohol...the first thing to go...would be seein' colors accurately.
That tractor of mine is as red as you got last week...When Thelma Jean backed over your mailbox out front...for the 18th time. And wouldn't ya' know...Juz' right after you had epoxied your favorite glass chemistry beaker to the top of it...(Remember...how "red" you got?)!
As ever a fun read. Think you start to lobby the 2012 Olympic Committee here in London to put the '100m Rhyme' as a new event cos you could go for gold...
hotspur: Thank you....Glad it was a fun read! HHHMmmmm...the "100m Rhyme"? That sounds like a great event...wonder why they never have anything in the rhyme category? Always appreciate your comments, hotspur. Thanks for the cheering on of the..."to go for the gold"!
Simply awesome writing, really a nice read for me - very well done...
Moulik Mistry: Thank you...Glad it was a nice read for you. Appreciate your reading it...and commenting on it!
I have had days when I felt like I woke up on the wrong side of the planet. Without coffee, that feeling would never end! I enjoyed reading this hub, and love the references to the Jabberwock.
Lpogue: Oh...the days when we wake up and feel as though we are on the wrong side of the planet...! :) Everything gets kookier and kookier...by the minute...on those days. And "Yes"...I agree that coffee helps keep those days in check, but...you're still in for a wild ride on those days! Thank you for stopping by and reading this one as a tribute (in kind) to "Jabberwocky". Sincerely, MPM
WhiskeyChick 3 years ago
Ah, fantastic. What a stories you do weave with your poetry.