Midlife Adventures of Huck Finn

Midlife Adventures of Huck Finn

One pan-fried August evening
Huck eyed his hair-lipped wife eating
half-price appetizers at a local bar, and said:
“Joanna, I love you – but I’m not 
                                       in love with you.”

After tiresome-long years of selling stocks,
scrabbling up ladders, sucking up to managers,
he was sick of the human race, tired of her lip.
Huck wanted to rev up a chopper. 
                                       And split.

No, there was no other woman.
It was Huck’s turn to think of himself,
head downriver again.
                                       Go fishing.

Okay, maybe he’d change his mind
if she’d change her ways.
Like lose ten pounds, quit whining
about being tired, iron his button-downs.
                                    With starch.

After 23 years, six kids, five moves,
nine job changes, a giant hairball and a dead dog,
Huck told his wife he wasn’t in love.
                                   Not any more.

Later, Joanna shed crocodile tears
until she heard Huck’s buzzsaw snores
from the basement La-Z-Boy.
Then she hopped on the chopper.
                                  Lit out for the territories.

Alligator Juniper 2009, contest finalist

One thought on “Midlife Adventures of Huck Finn

  1. Julia~
    “Midlife Adventures With Huck Finn” is rather brilliant…wry, funny, and filled with delightful over-lays you have embedded in novel-echoes.
    You capture for me immediatel the times I myself have “lit out for the territories.”I hear the H.F Tom Sawyer Mrs.Watson whining, Huck’s snores, Jim’s snores…Julia’s and Josephine PaShang-Shang’s humdrums.
    A very worthy poem. I love it.

    The fast, rhythmic litanies of tired life really work for me in the poem. I can’t wait to read the others. Have to pay some bills…and I’ll be back here.
    Thank, Julia

    Wanna go fishing?

    Oh, shucksterin’, just hucklin’.

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