March, 2010 – What of the Life You Supposed?

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What of the Life You Supposed?

 

By David PlumbDavid Plumb

 

The moon comes up to remind

you of timeless journeys

giant leaps, promises of more

a screen door in Albuquerque

the motel porch in Kingman

shadows, endless voices

picnics on mountains with no names

But the road doesn’t always smooth out

no matter the shocks on the limo

the view, the catch of the day

Sometimes, you wonder where

Susan went, or Elmer

You suppose he’s still at OTB

in Troy or Albany

Wife perfect as they get

No qualms unless you

can’t get over yourself

Life chugs along, a breath

at a time, and rolls over

the same bumps

you sometimes like to avoid

simply reflect upon or

go mad, tear up the lawn

get on the roof and bark

set the house on fire

or crack jokes on the phone

with an old friend who knows

Three-nineteen A.M. snaps you awake

but you’re smart enough

to keep some change

pasted in the right side

of your brain and two cups

of coffee at dawn, a little silence

Don’t want to talk

because soon, say thirty-eight

minutes or so, you’ll feel

life take hold and settle in

 

David Plumb’s recent book is, Poetry on Strings with marionette maker, Pablo Cano.  Writing has appeared in The Washington Post, The Miami Herald, New College Review, Homeless Not Helpless Anthology, St. Martin’s Anthology, Monde James Dean, 100 Poets Against the War, Salt Press, UK and his weekly blog, Notes from a Wavering Planet Will Rogers said, “Live in such a way that you would not be ashamed to sell your parrot to the town gossip.” David Plumb says, “It depends on the parrot.”

Editor’s Note: Also see the article in “Cultural Corner” this month about the Palm Beach Poetry Festival, which David Plumb participated in.