Life is like butter; it just seems to disappear, and even though it’s still good, we often wonder what it’s all about.
Like Buttah
I was merely making a comment
About getting older, and wiser
Wondering why it had to be that way
Wondering why we couldn’t understand
When we were young
And life was spread before us
But, I knew the why; the answer
For it was in the question itself
The wondering was the problem spread
Spread like butter on hot toast
I’m meeeeelllltiiinng
Melting into the pores of the bread
Filling them with flavor
Such is life and the living of it
The things we do fill us
Making us more than we were
And as we realize who, or what, we are
It all becomes so clear
In the end… we’re all toast
Copyright © 2011 C. Mashburn
Sharing this in response to Anna’s prompt, Meeting the Bar: Wild Beasts, over at dVerse Poets Pub. I don’t think it’s even close to what she’s looking for, but I thought this one was worth throwing out there. If she throws it back, I’ll try harder next time!
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Sherry Mashburn said
Very thought provoking . . . and FUNNY!!
charlesmashburn said
OH-KAY! 🙂
Heaven (@ScarletVerses) said
That ending, we are all toast ~ Really enjoyed this bite Charles ~
Hope you are well ~
charlesmashburn said
Doing just fine, thank you! Finally getting caught up from the move and able to get back into the game! Thanks for the comment! I’m glad you enjoyed this little slice of life!
Brian Miller said
the things we do filling us making us more…yeah…and those we rub up against like that butter…fill in our cracks, making us more as well…
charlesmashburn said
I contend who we are is determined by the paths we’ve traversed and who we’ve encountered along the journey.
Thanks, Brian!
Susan Chast said
I really enjoyed this. I’ve always wondered why I couldn’t play until I was 40, and then get a job. But I’m retired at 62, feeling the butter, and–with some right living–won’t be toast for 30 or 40 years.
charlesmashburn said
I agree! But, er, we will be toast eventually. If I have any advance warning, I plan to go out covered with cherry jam. 🙂
Thanks for the visit and comment, Susan!
billgncs said
crescendo and the grand finale — nice!
charlesmashburn said
Bah-dumm-bump? 🙂 Thankee, Bill!
claudia said
nice… i like the image with the butter melting into the toast’s pores… making us more than we were…
charlesmashburn said
Well, I always say, “If the shoe fits, shine it!”
Thanks, Claudia!
pandamoniumcat said
Well ain’t that the truth! Inventive way to put it! 🙂
charlesmashburn said
I’m an inventive kinda guy, ya know! One of my favorite inventions is peanut butter and cherry jam on grilled jalapeno cheese bread (buttered of course). YUM!
Thanks for stopping by, Dianne!
Brendan said
A nicely constructed circle, like life itself.
charlesmashburn said
Yep! Round and round we go!
Thanks, Brendan!
shanyns said
I guessed the end, and you didn’t disappoint. Well done.
charlesmashburn said
Thank you very much, Shanyn!
Loredana Donovan said
I really enjoyed this! I often wonder the same … if I knew then what I know now, would it have made a difference? Smiles 🙂
charlesmashburn said
I think that’s a trick question! 🙂
Thanks for stopping by! I appreciate the read and comment!
Gay (beachanny) said
Where you been Texas boy – I haven’t been by to gaze at your marbles in a while?! This made me laugh. I love toast – only appropriate that it should name my demise. Very clever stuff. Hope you’re doing well, sir.
charlesmashburn said
We been movin! Still in Texas, but in a place more suited to my lifestyle. Redneck gated community (don’t ask) 50 acre pond in my backyard, and a golf course that goes all around said pond and several others.
We’re doin great! Appreciate the visit and comment!
Anna Chamberlain said
Of course I won’t throw it back, who doesn’t love hot, buttered toast :). Thanks so much for joining us.
charlesmashburn said
Thank you, Anna!