Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Irregular

I have an irregular smile
just like my irregular Mom.
I limped a thousand irregular miles
to find my irregular god.
I gave my irregular heart
to an irregular man.
Now I play my irregular part
in this irregular world best I can.

For The Tuesday Platform at Real Toads

13 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Perfect!

Gillena Cox said...

seems like, like thing have assembled in your life, no room for square peg, very interesting !!!!

happy Tuesday

much love...

Kerry O'Connor said...

This reminds me of the crooked man who walked a crooked mile... Some of that irregularity is to be found in us all, I believe.

Anonymous said...

Hi Mama Zen! It's been a long while but I was so glad to read you here. I've always loved your poems.

I love this one, too! Irregular indeed. But I think life is so much the same...

And if it was regular...wouldn't it be a drag???

LOL! Jane who is also Lady Nyo

brudberg said...

Irregular... sounds perfect... what if everything was oblique? I guess we need the irregularities to have a jigsaw puzzle match..

Stacie Eirich said...

Here's to the irregular ones! A horse of a different color sounds just lovely to me. :-) Thanks for sharing, Mama Z.

Fireblossom said...

Emmylou has an irregular smile, too. Just sayin! Love this, it's quite clever.

grapeling said...

I are regular too! ~

Susie Clevenger said...

I am delightfully an irregular pilgrim. I wear odd well.

jellybean disco said...

ear regal air

Yvonne Osborne said...

Boy, you hit all the nails on the head with one poetic whack! I felt it.

Marian said...

Nice! Yes, that crooked mile... love

Meester Uttley said...

Another gem. You got the goods!