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The muse won’t tell a LIE….
the truth is, she must lie STILL,
teetering on the edge
of tomorrow’s forest
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OK,
I made that up,
there is no forest,
(a jungle maybe)
the truth is, she must lie still
on the edge of a surgeon’s table.
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All right,
I made that up too,
 she won’t be on the edge
of the table –
NO,
more like stage center,
at the head of the class,
letting all the young doctors
watch the surgeon
making tracks on her belly,
OK
another fabrication…
not tracks – incisions,
the surgeon will cut her
while her muse, pale and mute
wallows in drug dreams
leaving her body, her vehicle
in a complex heap,
a mess,
while they peer into whatever
openings the surgeon makes,
 getting all the answers for their files.
Once it is over,
she won’t LIEÂ AROUND
she’ll be up and about,
revving the motor,
cruising the hallways,
LYING in wait
 for her belly to rumble back to life…
that rumble is the ‘get out of jail free‘ card
 the ticket out of the repair shop
 with a full tank of gas,
and that’s NO LIE !
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©2013 Wabi Sabi
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For The Sunday Whirl where the words for this week are -tracks, edge, files, lie, mess, complex, gas, forest, still, pale, answers, class.
For Poets United ‘poetry pantry’
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I know this is a crazy, silly poem but it kept me busy as I prepare for surgery on Monday. Â I do apologize for forcing the words to suit my agenda and especially for the ending. (Really!? Gas!?)
I will be off the poetry circuit for a few days but plan to return as soon as the drugs wear off and the muse sobers up!
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If you would like to read another poem I wrote about my  ‘vehicle,’  here’s a link  to ‘Joy Ride.’
Until we meet again, peace!
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Very different take. The Muse can get out of control like that. I liked it. Hope the surgery goes well.
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I find it hard to believe… 😉
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I think my poetic license states that lying is allowed in the interest of the truth, whatever that might be!
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Wishing you a speedy recovery! If I was having surgery, I think any words would take my muse in this same direction!
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haha…no wait i made that up…this was a fun piece an everytime you said that i smiled a bit more…lol…hope your surgery goes well…
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I like the way you used the ‘fabrications’ at the beginning. we all know the muse lies still for no one.
speedy recovery!
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Best of luck with your surgery!!
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No apoloiges needed – instead applause – and I highly doubt your Muse will be pale and mute wallowing in “drug dreams” … instead I see here gathering all sorts of floating filamented fragments as she guards her vessel until it wakes to write again. Sweet dreams – healthy awakenings… 🙂
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Thanks for your comments. I am hoping to be ‘pale and mute’ only while under anesthesia! The rest of the time I intend to take notes for future poems!
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Now I spologize for the typo “apologies”…
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I understand writing just to write before a time of surgery. Writing is good and necessary escapism sometime at times like this. I am hoping all will be well, and you will come out of the ‘repair shop’ good as new.
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I enjoyed this a lot – no wonder your mind went in this direction with surgery looming! I’m wishing you a successful procedure and speedy recovery – thank you for sharing your lovely writing.
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Beautiful, playful and necessary. We explore what we face in our work… Writing this must have been good therapy. I love the voice in the piece. Strong write. Good luck, my thoughts will be with you this week.
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Wish you well with your surgery. Affirming your whole and perfect health.
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Absolutely delightful! I’m impressed with all your lies! So how do I know, from now on, when you’re telling the truth? 🙂 (A swift and complete recovery to you, dear Wabi.)
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You don’t! It’s more fun that way! Keep ’em wondering!
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Wishing you well and a speedy recovery! Brilliant wordle, IMO. Sometimes our muses do run out of gas ;-O
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Good wishes for a quick recovery and be back on this circuit!! Sweet dreams till the effects of the anesthesia gas wears off!! 🙂
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Wishing you a speedy recovery…
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“the truth is, she must lie STILL,”… you had me right there:-)
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this is a fabulous piece of work.enjoyed every step of the journey.
get well soon.
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[…] ← Wherein The Muse’s ‘Vehicle’ Goes in the Shop For Repairs […]
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Here’s to bowel sounds and flatus – they make us laugh when we are young and set us free when we are old.
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You’ve got that right!
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Wonderfully freeing romp of words and pre-surgery jitters. Thanks for the smiles and I will keep you in my thoughts, while hoping for a speedy recovery,
Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/06/23/lost/
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i’d say your muse was running on a full tank here
get well quick and return to us soon
Cheers!
JzB
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i’m just reading today; hope this is not a serious poem, cause i smiled while reading it ; haven’t done mine yet; maybe within the next 2 days; have a nice Sunday
much love…
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I loved this–your muse is n’t running on empty, that’s for sure! Good luck with your surgery!
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Wishing you well. I really like how you wrote this!
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Nice fabrication. All best for the surgery.
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I hope all goes very well. The body has such a capacity to heal and I see you are already planning to be active post-op!! Take good care.
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I am thinking of you today…may God keep you safe!
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I enjoyed your wordplay and wish you luck with your surgery!
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I think it is very important to let your muse take you by the hand and take you wherever she damn well likes. It amuses her and it is so good to hear her laugh.
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complex piece! be well wabi!
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Get well soon 🙂
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Wabi, this was a fun piece. I am hoping for your speedy recovery.
Pamela
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Great piece, I know that feeling when the Muse misbehaves and my is male too. Hope you are feeling better .
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Amazing. 🙂
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