The Magic Of Myelin (And Other Marvels Of The Human Body)
This week the official title of the Magic Monday challenge is “The Magic of My Myelin, Your Myelin and Other Marvels of the Human Body”
Myelin is the stuff that insulates human nerve fibers so the signals go where they are supposed to. So what we’re really looking for is writes on anything you find magical about the human body.
Be sure to save time to read and comment magically about your fellow Pals’ physiological phrasings.
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Welcome to the Magic Monday’s anatomically incorrect poetry challenge! I hope your must finds it amusing to add to your personal “body” of work with a write about A&P, which here is much easier than it ever was as a college course!
CARTOON ANATOMY & PHYSIOLOGY 101
Poor Charley Brown kicked the bucket.
They said it was his head gave out.
In the end he ran out of luck, it
was a case of cranial gout.
His case confounded medical science,
since he was two dimensional,
and had been in full compliance
with the Cartoonists’ International.
We now know that Charles Shultz’s demise
hit Charley hard. He found solace
in gorging on cookies and pies
drawn for him by indulgent artist.
His head soon swelled to such great size
he had to have a power chair drawn.
Then an ink clot quickly gave rise
to need to erase. In an instant, he’d gone.
Of course Charley was a cartoon.
Like Phoenix he rose from his ashes:
swirling penstroke shaped like full moon,
along with some curves, dots and dashes.
Copyright September 30th 2012 RGD
Magical Waves
What is really magical is how when we meet ones hey
We feel we already know them from the past say’
Those brain waves remember faraway
Truly magical in evey way
One more thing that really gets me is when I meet a guy halfway
It is like butterflies fluttering or a bomb within as it ticks and I know yea’
He makes me feel even more beautiful as a blooming bouquet
Making those nerves tingle in a positive way
Cranial nerves with all the senses give away
Even the central nervous system bouncing back to stay
If it does not work then they fight making me even stronger as I am myself and life is beautiful anyway 😉
EXPLORING THE ANATOMY AND PHYSIOLOGY OF LOVE
(Still Superior to Video Gaming)
We met down at the vid game store,
two players running up the score.
My console turned on though not plugged in
powered up by her eyes and skin.
When we kissed, electricity sparked
and so we drove away and parked.
Anatomical exploration
caused visible neural elavation.
It took not long for love’s crescendo
built by thrills which topped Nintendo.
I stroked her X-Box till she swooned.
From our Playstation, lovers mooned.
Both moons glowed red from love’s bloodrush
until final climactic gush.
Bodies cooled while still entwined
as brains and hearts formed ties that bind.
Thus gamers played on to their end;
controllers with great speed did send
signals through their bodies’ wires
to raise then quench physical fires.
Copyright September 30th 2012 RGD
BRAIN WAVE
Thinkin thinkin
Always mind on a wonder
Bright muse most time
Yet kin be dark
Like the dark angel of the night
Heart rhythm beatin fast
Brain wonderin how high
Still the heart
Tells me to to stay
Mind know not
But the darkness calls to me
The Howlin of the wolf
In the dark of the night
Beck en me
Moon full
Brighter than day it self
I am not afraid
Body at ease it the sound
Yet I know much awaken to the light
Another days darn
It waz but
Only a dream
Yet how sweet it waz
Written By: Bettie Davis ——————————– © September 3o , 2o12
Fascinating and fun for sure. I’ll most definitely have to give this some thought. Hmmmm ….
Love in the Lake
In lush memories of faraway youth,
what this heart remembers best –
love propelled canoe rides on moonlit water,
the buoyancy of my lover’s breasts.
To an isle we would paddle
in an uninhabited part of the lake.
Our conveyance secured on the pebbled shore,
we were intoxicated by intimations of love to make.
Behind a large tree we modestly stripped.
Tentative toes in the water dipped.
Then she would go in all the way.
And me after her in pursuit,
in the warm water toe tag we would play,
until I could capture the not-unwilling prey.
From behind I encircled her waist.
Securing sleek torso with arms while treading water,
my hands cupping spoils of this lover’s chase.
These lovingly etched memories never to erase.
Tony
10/1/12
Apologizing in advance
for going on and on,
but I guess,
after sleeping on it,
had quite a lot to say . . . .
Aloha Hugs from Oahu
as another new day
and month
begin to unfold
in quite a wonderful way.
-bk
JUST THANKS
When I was young
I used to think
I was indestructible,
or so I thought,
that I’d never get old;
I’d be like Peter Pan
and live forever
with the Lost Boys
within the realms
of Never-Never land.
I just knew it
way down deep inside
that I’d always be a kid,
that I’d never grow up —
Until I did.
And then I discovered
that it wasn’t quite that way
and over the years
have had many chances
to experience life
at work and at play.
And it never ceases to amaze me
that with its myriad of tiny parts,
the human body can function at all
getting us to where we have to go
and allowing us to do what we must do
to get by each day
and not to fall.
It’s a wonder to me
every single day
as I marvel
and am quite in awe
of how all the parts of us
(with all our intricacies
and insecurities
and eccentricities
and fragilities)
work together
to get us through the day.
And yet as fragile and frail
as we occasionally are,
for we’re not as indestructible
as we used to seem,
I’m amazed and in awe
of our strength
and resilience,
reminded over
and over again
of how much stronger
we are than we ever
thought we could be.
And I find myself blessed
by the example of those
whose incredible ability
to adapt and survive
when things go wrong
as their positive attitude
takes them and me
to places beyond,
in our bodies and minds,
where anyone expected
or where anyone thought
we would be.
So I’m thankful every day,
as my feet once again
touch the floor,
thankful to the Creator
who made us this way
and even more;
thankful for how
this body of mine,
sometimes seeming
so insignificant and small,
gets through the day
in quite a remarkable way,
given so many roadblocks
that could get in the way
and with so many parts of me
that without working together
really could go wrong.
(c) barbara kausteklis 10-1-12