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Playing Ping Pong with Life - Our Voices Day 14

Updated on June 26, 2013
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(Warning this poetry is whacked out!)



I dash out the door feeling like I achieved something
Personality traits taken from thy mother
Smile from cheek to cheek gleaming with a joyous expression

"Yay" I shouted loudly

Now I can finally get to enjoy some summer fun!
The grand finale is in near sight
Anticipation and internal flames have increased tremendously
My brains felt like it was on fire now
"Why do I feel this way?"

I began thinking about running to the corner store to buy me some twinkies
"Where in the hell are those things today, how about Hostess" LOL

Back to the tale

I leap up into a summer solstice cheery appearance, doing multiple back flips down a staircase. Ummm....... Not, that must have been something I dreamed up about years later after watching it on youtube. hah!

Yeah back to the silly cartoon of a story, ahhh... yeah

I put on my jet pack and shoot up high into the stratosphere
Achieving a all time record height climb of 1 million feet
not 100,000
and surely not 10,000
because that's for lame asses who are afraid of heights :)

I think to my self "Self what are you thinking now, you need to land, and probably crash land at that." Damn..........

Note:
Folks this poem is just a mental Ping Pong game and is a new style of poetic flow for me. It's headed up to the Our Voices Poetry writing locations soon after folks get to taste it a bit here, and it shall be moved there soon. Creativity is on high lift here and its aims are to shred the normal train of thought processing using weird wacky word play.

Please do refrain from getting worried, concerned, or afraid of what it all means. It's just words OK (Pure nonsense aka wacky poetry). I hope you've enjoyed the entertainment, and I will be launching much more of this nonsense to come at a FB Group, Youtube video post, G+ Community circle location near you. Enjoy!

Sincerely,
Mike Pugh aka CloudExplorer On Hubpages


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      Martin Kloess 3 years ago from San Francisco

      Here to stand by you.

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      Mike Pugh 3 years ago from New York City

      @Mhatter99, thanks bro likewise. I'm just trying to crash The Matrix within myself, which is to free my mind for good, no more glitches, no more B.S. anymore. Just pure and uncut talent Unleashed!

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 3 years ago from The Caribbean

      Entertaining yes! Not often we hear from people way up at one million feet! I'm okay knowing that you will come down safely.

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      Cat 3 years ago from New York

      Mike,

      I just love how you 'let it rip'! What a concept to just go with it and offer no explanation, no apologies... it just is what it is. You might just inspire me to walk outside of the path! This is pretty cool, love your freeness!

      Up and a bunch of others!

      Cat

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      Mike Pugh 3 years ago from New York City

      Thanks MsDora, I did my very best to break th emold here, I have more tricks up my sleeves, I hope more folks like the idea of allowing voices to merge into differing forms in this weird style of freeform poetry.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Well Mike I'll tell you my first thoughts. This made me think of when I'm searching for inspiration and my thoughts zip through my mind just like ping pong balls bouncing off of my grey cells.

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      Mike Pugh 3 years ago from New York City

      @Gypsy, thanks again for the cool comment an for sharing with me and I'm glad you caught the concept of this poem here, its exactly that. AKA Our Voices LOL :)

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