don't judge yet

found it in a comment I left for someone a while back, and I'm just tired enough to post it

how to polish the tarnished soul (in three easy steps)


First, take liberal dunkings in public fountains. The dingy soul must first wash away worries about what small-minded strangers think. It occurs to me that skinny dipping with a friend might do just as well.

Second, the surest thing to bring new light to a tarnished soul is doses of clear, blue skies. And sunshine. Flying is next to godliness. Or dreaming of flying.

Third, sprinkle smiles. They make us shine from the inside out. Plus, those crotchety, small-minded folks wonder what we're up to . . .

or some other foolishness, don't know what's got into me today
 

Reviews

[Perdition]

What got into you was probably the sword of perfection....I would only add that you use an inflatable kayak in the public fountain so that when the police are chasing you down you can scream out, " MY GOD they're using a time machine!!"... as you go around in circles unable to loose them.
The sky ...well....it lies between you and moonlit star..soaking in their energy to rain upon you and a smile is something you must give daily or it just makes baby Jesus cry....lol...Sorry my attempt at a smile.
I loved this. It is that unsung sound through a tree fall of forest with no one around

[Gastroc.]

thanks for the smile! well done, well done.

[Charles]

Found this in a comment? Pretty sound advice to be giving someone about a poem (I guess that's where the comment would be posted). It is good advice and works as a sort of prose poem. Liberal dunkings in a public fountain... maybe that would work. My daughter used to provake wrath by dancing on tables - her reasoning: there wasn't a sign that said she couldn't. That worked (I wonder if she skinny dipped as well). Whatever, baring the soul, doing something a bit bold is certainly good for the spirit and makes good poetry when it is properly described later. And, I do like the idea of a sprinkle of smiles in poetry. Too much of what is written is sober, filled with angst, bitter or otherwise on the dark side. I hope the poet (?) for whom you left the comment took your advise and I hope others will take heed. :-)

[Emily B]

Armada provoked it . . . that was quite a conversation.

[Touché Armada]

Thanks for the polishing, I cant wait for it to get hot enough to find myself embarrassing everyone except me for jumping in lakes, fountains whatever fully clothed when there was no plan on how to cope when its just too warm

[Jibey]

I think I need all the polish you can give... *smiles*

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the advice you gave. A outstanding poem.
Coyote