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If These Rocks Could Talk

"Do you remember when the earth
was flat?"

"Ha!  I remember when God
was a woman."

"Oh my, you're right;
I forgot about the sex change."

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Jeff Connelly

October 10, 2019 at 11:26 AM

Lol Hahaha and Jajaja. I see what you mean Maureen about you thinking this poem while reading mine. But yours, no argument, is so much better. Seriously, I was thinking of doing something with my last lines so that I would end on the word gay. Why have WE been so archetypically structurized to give given odjects male or female form? A red rose though poetically feminine for love could be taken masculine if I add thorns to the stem. What a prick lol. Maureen, we are the caretakers and creators.

Jeff Connelly

October 10, 2019 at 12:56 PM

A cat/flat earther joke: "If the world were flat; cats would have pushed everything off of it." I know you're a bird person and I've always been a dog person except for "Quackers" my duck. I think I wrote a poem, but he deserves so many others; and he was a bird Maureen lol.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

October 10, 2019 at 12:45 PM

Thought you'd enjoy. And this written long before the flat earthers ;D, Why indeed, not all languages do.

Oed Loves Me Not

February 15, 2017 at 9:39 PM

Yes, I often imagine minerals, water, mountains, trees, planktons, amoebas, and all other speechless-looking existences talking to one another. Who knows? They might be speaking ill of us humans, like "If only those humans perished from the earth right away! The universe would be far better off then."

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

February 17, 2017 at 8:30 AM

;) yes! Parasites with at least the ability to recognize beauty, and to adore with poetry.