Sunday, April 18, 2010

CLXXXIX - A Sonnet to the Individual


A Sonnet to the Individual

It’s the modern sterile normality
That all should be a social clone;

Eating, drinking, talking banality,
Never individual, never alone.

Oh, yes, of course, we claim we are
But between claims and actions there’s a gap:
Who can, from their phone, stray far
Or pass up TV’s nightly serve of pap?

I , of course, am the complete individual,
Bowing to style but never to fashion.
I know one day we’ll run out of fuel
And our caves will echo with talk and passion.
A truth both worrying and most formal:
If everyone was like me --- I’d be normal.


© J Cosmo Newbery

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  1. topsy-turvy - the abnormal becoming the norm

    Before tv and telephones there were many discussions with candlelight and fires...and I suppose we'd always seek some form of contact and communication even if what we are used to became obsolete.

  2. You - normal? Never! ;-)

  3. TALON: SMS is a poor substitute for a log fire.

    LadyFi: You must remember what passes for normal in this neck of the woods!

  4. You must prevent that at all cost Sir Serviette, at alll cost! begningly yours and abnormal too :)

  5. If we were all like you???

    Now there's a sobering thought.

  6. I don't believe I am a social clone, I like to think of myself as an individual, I neither bow to style or to fashion or whatever is the latest trend. xoxox ♥

  7. I don't have to worry about any of this since I am Superior.

  8. Lorraine: I am the very epitome of perfect; I am the gold standard against which all others are but rough cast facsimiles.

    Jean: Thank you. Debit my account a hug.

    Lee: Yes, it would require the universe to replicate perfection. Like sobriety, not a natural state of affairs.

    Dianne: Of course not, my dear.

    The evil Sir Silley: To what my good Sir? To something, no doubt, but what? And why? At the family picnics, did the Silleys play tag with the Blattaria family? Does this make them superior? If all animalia are lined up in order of their lacrosse playing ability, there will be those who are found lacking. I am undecided where the Silleys even fall on that contimuum. It is not superiority that you should aspire to, it is perfection, as defined as equivalence to my own and sparkling self.

  9. if everyone was like you?
    are you trying to creep me out?

    besides .. I am the complete individual.

  10. Foam: Yeah, not a pretty thought but theoretically possible.


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