Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Midweek Poem

This is pretty much the story of my life, except I still go to parties occasionally. The only difference is that I don't go to seek a new lover. They're potluck Sunday School affairs, and we call them "socials." About the wildest thing we do is play board games.

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Being Boring
by Wendy Cope

If you ask me "What's new?," I have nothing to say
Except that the garden is growing.
I had a slight cold but it's better today.
I'm content with the way things are going.
Yes, he is the same as he usually is,
Still eating and sleeping and snoring.
I get on with my work. He gets on with his.
I know this is all very boring.

There was drama enough in my turbulent past:
Tears and passion -- I've used up a tankful.
No news is good news, and long may it last,
If nothing much happens, I'm thankful.
A happier cabbage you never did see,
My vegetable spirits are soaring.
If you're after excitement, steer well clear of me.
I want to go on being boring.

I don't go to parties. Well, what are they for,
If you don't need to find a new lover?
You drink and you listen and drink a bit more
And you take the next day to recover.
Someone to stay home with was all my desire
And, now that I've found a safe mooring,
I've just one ambition in life: I aspire
To go on and on being boring.

4 comments:

Laura said...

I was just thinking this morning that my life is sort of like a long, descriptive story with no plot. Or maybe I'm just in a filler chapter. But I like it that way. Plot can be overrated.

Stacy said...

That's my day, here it is almost 3:00 and I've had over 1200+ hits today, I'm tired, I miss rubbing elbows with my groupies. Do you have a poem for that?

Muley said...

I don't have a poem for that right now, Stacy, but if it makes you feel any better, I'm SO GLAD to be your groupie!

Muley said...

I agree, Laura, that plot can be overrated, especially since those plot "twists" can often be quite scary and disastrous. But I think you sell yourself short. Your life, as I see it from your blog, is definitely no "filler chapter." You have some drama going on behind your words, even if you're too close to it to sense it like I do. Maybe you're more of a page-turner than you think.