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The Proof Is Out There

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I’ve enjoyed writing for many years. I'm dedicating more time to the craft in my retirement days.

Proof

This poem is a response to a challenge put forth by fellow writer Brenda Arledge. Her one word prompt: "proof." This is one of many, many prompts she has put out there for our writing community to chomp on, respond to, create by. As always, I enjoyed putting this one together. I hope you enjoy reading it, too.

The Proof Is Out There - Narration by the Author

Some gals and guys

They’re wise

They bring home the bacon

The cash they’re makin’

No mistakin’

It’s good

But I bring home the pudding

Instead

Because the proof

Is in there

Spirytus has a higher proof (192) than any other alcohol sold in the United States.

Spirytus has a higher proof (192) than any other alcohol sold in the United States.

What kind of proof?

That Polish vodka’s

Is through the roof!

Spirytus

Sounds like arthritis

And tastes like it, too

Or feels like it, next day

But it’s not that

Kind of proof

Oof!

Can you imagine?

Butt be draggin’

Brain be naggin’

Thought I had $40

In my wallet

Guess I spent all it

At some bar

Buying drinks

Me thinks

The proof is in my ears

And my head

Loud banging

As the pencil drops

Off my cube mate’s desk

Hangin’

Over

And Over

At 192 proof

That’s 96 percent

Booze

A guy could snooze

For good

With too much of that

Anyway

That’s a different day

And a different jet

We’re not talking about

Getting the palate wet

And it’s clear

From here

That the proof I once was asked

About

Isn’t really there

But I can demonstrate

Evidence

To support the contention

A kind of proving convention

That the truth is out there

And the proof is out there

There’s wind on the air

Can’t see it

But I can feel it

And hear it

And it dries a licked index finger

You can't see the wicked westerlies, but you can definitely see their effects.  Is that proof--or proof enough--of their existence?

You can't see the wicked westerlies, but you can definitely see their effects. Is that proof--or proof enough--of their existence?

I see it blowing the flag

Helps it linger

Proof through the night

It’s still there

Moved by air

But not by our enemies

That’s proof of concept

I guess

That’s pudding for me

You see

The proof is in there

Even if it isn’t out there

Like proof of life

On another planet

Many of us take for granted

Without proof

Other things supreme

In which we trust

On the Ws and the Benjamins

It says again and again

We do

And we can

And we should

Always will

Nothing can kill

My faith in that man

Uncle Sam

I used to ask

My workers

The co-kind

Superior-kind

And subordinate-kind, too

Please proof my work

Be hard on it

Before I submit

And then say

It stands as proof

Through deduction

Then didactic discussion

Then declaration

That it is a proof

Whoof!

Lots of work

Things to ponder

Do you ever wonder

About proof of life

Out there

In the deepest corners

Of space

That place

Could you believe

Without proof

Many think

Someone lives

Who’s smart

Like the collective us

The collective we

That you can’t see

But some won’t believe

Without proof

There are other eyes

In that sky

At night

And day

A long, long way

Away

Watching

Waiting

For the day

We confirm

That none of us believe

And then they’ll leave

Their home

And drive across the light years

Arrive here

Show up with smiles

“Take me to your leader!”

They’ll say to the greeter

It could be me

Or you

Or your sister

Or mom

Or dad

But not granddad

He’s in the house

Pointing his remote

Like a ray gun

Watching reruns

Of Star Trek

The Original

Not DS9

Or any other kind

The one with Bill

And Leonard

And Nichelle

And Montgomery

Plus DeForest

And George Takei

I mean, even today

What can you say?

They were a diverse bunch…

I have a hunch

The real Trekkies

Who arrive

Will be even more so

I mean I hope so

And we can celebrate

With a minted proof

A coin

A stamp

A moving lava lamp

Guaranteed to at least once

Make the shape

Of that girl’s face

Or that guy’s face

That thing’s face

That visited this place

As proof of life

Out there

Oh where

Oh where

Can they be?

Paul Simon - Proof

© 2021 greg cain

Comments

greg cain (author) from Moscow, Idaho, USA on May 02, 2021:

Oh, thanks, Ann! I appreciate the words. I went at it with a sort of free association approach the other day, and this is where it landed. Very fun writing it, and good to get something out in the ether again. Good finish too your weekend, Ann. As always, it's lovely to hear from you.

Ann Carr from SW England on May 02, 2021:

What a brilliant poem, Greg! I loved it, especially the mix of alcohol proof and proof of drinking it! Everything is here! Well done!

Ann

greg cain (author) from Moscow, Idaho, USA on May 01, 2021:

Bill - and likewise, I always love seeing your name and comments on my works. Kind and encouraging words, as always, and as always too: very much appreciated. Hope you get half as nice a day in Olympia as we are having in Moscow. Best to you and your bride.

greg cain (author) from Moscow, Idaho, USA on May 01, 2021:

Lorna! So good to see you, too. I also love to imagine what it would be like to be the one to make that first contact, or at minimum to be here if/when it happens. The way so many writers have depicted and anticipated that moment throughout the ages,, it can't help but be interesting! Hope you have a great week, Miss Lorna! Be good and be well.

greg cain (author) from Moscow, Idaho, USA on May 01, 2021:

Nithya - thanks so much for the kind comments and also for taking the time to read the work. Much appreciated. Best to you and yours.

greg cain (author) from Moscow, Idaho, USA on May 01, 2021:

Misbah - thanks much for the words! Proof is everywhere...haha! Good weekend to you and yours.

greg cain (author) from Moscow, Idaho, USA on May 01, 2021:

Brenda - thanks times three to you, my friend. 1) for the too-kind words, as always, 2) for the inspirational prompt, and 3) for including a link in your own article. Not necessary, but much appreciated.

I enjoyed putting this together, as is usually the case. Here's hoping I can put together a writing streak in coming days and weeks.

Here's hoping, too, that you have a blessed week.

greg cain (author) from Moscow, Idaho, USA on May 01, 2021:

Peggy - yes! I'm very much an original Trekkie fan myself. There is at least the prospect of hope when it comes to life out there...and I guess it's a 50-50 shot as to whether or not they'll be friendly or not...

Thanks for the words. Of course I had fun doing it...

greg cain (author) from Moscow, Idaho, USA on May 01, 2021:

John - just say, "G'day, g'day, g'day and you'll be right!" Haha! Love that song and heard it in a couple places we visited when we were in your awesome country back in 2008. Great stuff. I remember telling my wife and son after that that I wanted to learn to play the didgeridoo, too...mostly so I could sing that other famous Aussie song. Haha!

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on May 01, 2021:

I always enjoy your poetry, my friend, and this one is quite good. Great response to the challenge. It is PROOF that you have serious chops as a writer.

Lorna Lamon on May 01, 2021:

I like to ponder the proof of life in outer space Greg and like your poem it's full of endless possibilities. A great write and it's good to see you.

Nithya Venkat from Dubai on April 30, 2021:

I enjoyed reading your poem; a great response to Brenda’s prompt.

Misbah Sheikh from The World of Poets on April 30, 2021:

Greg, OMG— a lot of proofs. I enjoyed reading it. Beautifully written

Thanks for sharing

Blessings

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on April 30, 2021:

Greg,

What a write!

I can see all kinds of proof in this one.

That Spirytus sounds quite awful the next day..but the proof is there for both spending the money & losing our brain by buying drinks for everyone. The wallet is now empty.

The next day the proof that you feel awful.

The proof is out there that our flag still flies.

Proof of another civilization somewhere out there.

Some people need proof to believe...like when they actually meet one who asks to be taken to our leader.

Star trek & the Trekkies

Just imagine when they actually arrive that we mint a coin and a stamp to commemorate the occasion.

Maybe make a statue or two.

Greg this is too cute.

I will post a link in the article.

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on April 30, 2021:

As an original Trekkie fan, I loved this! Let's hope when those from other places come to visit us, they are like the good guys on the Starship Enterprise. You worked just about every kind of proof into your poem. Well done!

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on April 30, 2021:

G’day G’day, how ya goin’? Strike a light, and she’ll be right.

greg cain (author) from Moscow, Idaho, USA on April 30, 2021:

Thanks a bunch, John! It was great fun putting it together today, and I appreciate you checking it out. Hope you have a great weekend! G'day g'day!

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on April 30, 2021:

What a delight this poem was to read, Greg. I think you crammed every meaning of proof in there somewhere and somehow. It had me smiling all the way through. A great response to Brenda’s weekly word prompt.

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