Stranded

 

Stranded between this world and the next

      in the ether world of now,

in our humble world of happiness and jealousy,

           we measure the ecstasy of pleasure and misery of pain

                  that turns us all into fools for love, fools for survival,

fools for our children and our children’s children.

          though it’s hard to think beyond that.

 

Mainly, we write our own story;

Each of us alone,

Recreations of form

  in the image of a divinity,

      finite parts of a God’s infinity.

 

Coming from Adam and Eve

From Leakey’s Lucy to Oppenheimer’s bomb

We all share life, in common, in despair .

Even the illnesses of repercussion,

        leave us inescapably in control;

              our hearts and souls suffering the impacts.

Every journey similar to the next,

Every twist and turn sadly shallow,

Every action and reaction necessarily mundane.

   

We feel,

We suffer,

We make love and life for better or worse.

We resent the decisions of fathers and mothers, those significant others,

                who are only living their own novels

                            one page at a time,

Struggling through most of its chapters

Inevitably, unavoidably alone.

 

Life: an irresistibly compelling, agonizingly jagged journey transient in nature,

         challenging us to leave more than a shadow of ourselves as we pass.

 

 

 

Reviews

[Helen Woodward]

Again your usual brilliance shines through this cave!!! Your life journey description is more than accurate and I guess if we leave a shadow of ourselves we would have done well. We are soon forgotten, but as long as hope is in place we can move on and go back to our absolute roots. That sounded like a contradiction in terms!!! I feel sure that you know what I am saying Mimi.
A wonderful piece of literary genius xxxx

[Michael X]

Reading the first three sentences, I was struck by the way you create a moment in time, point of the
here and now, yet giving the environment an ethereal dimensional existance, followed by life's realistic

interpretation of emotional conditions that take the best of and the worst of an indivisual quality.
The insight rendered leaves the reader with an added feeling of knowledge, to ponder what it means

to simplify existence, and cause of creation, as well as the after life, showing how human development
depends on outlook and blanaced perception, in way of progression, now just for the moment

but the future as well, stellar depth employed is transposing, the concept is trasnporting, thanks.
Take Care, Mike