The Earth and Earth

A look back.

Working the wet earth,

bonded by standing water.

As expected, I do not find ghosts,

but a layer of small stones and pieces of black root.

A cracked pathway.Cats still.

My neighbour thrashes in the bushes,

looking for a son called Son.

The afternoon has stopped itself.

A window open, curtains alive.

Why is Vivaldi so inhuman ?

 

Reviews

[Valentine]

A memory of where I lived 2 years ago. Land, garden, piles of stones my husband dug up so it would not tear up the lawn mower. Flower beds all over the place. People said our land looked like a park. He is gone, I am here now, did I do the right thing???? Valentine

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. i'm looking at these infinitely poetic and vivid words ... especially "but a layer of small stones and pieces of black root" ... and thinking ... this is where i'm at ... this is what i have ... and i thought i had much more ... and that life was different ... this piece is superbly written and very thought-provoking ...

[msharma]

A fore brooded thought is really inspiring, good craftsmanship,loved the way of penning.

[Ed Hart]

i see why you're getting e-vations, deserved

[Wolf's Dark Song]

Another moment in time that stretches on into more moments in time. You have a very unique voice that is a pleasure to read. I really like your style.

[Allen Smuckler]

We're always searching...and asking why
that's what makes us different
sooooo is Vivaldi inhuman or inhumane ... hmmmm
Great, thought provoking write, Leslie
allen

[Layla Anne Massaro]

This poem holds an extremely wonderful and powerful imagery. Well painted by pen.

[RainQueen]

You painted a picture so vivid that we imagine we feel the earth crumbling through our fingers...A stopped-time moment, seared into the memory, and now brushing against ours.

Beautiful.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the way you think. Make the reader think. Each line a story and visions create. Always good to end the poem with a question. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote