Blind Mole

Blind Mole                                                                                                                                                           

there are cracks in every

window and door              floors             roofs and

tunnels                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

burrowing time; smooths mud silk

along the halls

like the blinking ability of sight

an entitlement attitude                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

we are weary                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

bombs flare rosettes and sunflowers     

effervescence of ginger poured recklessly 

spilling bubbles of opinion                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    

hawking hucksters                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

                                                                                                                                         

Easier to fall into

the brackish dirge and

scarlet letter moaning

than rise                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

like blind naked moles 

scratching sidewalls slick with ease and petulance                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

climbing out, the

sunlight    will     burn 

even the sensing of moles

11/8/2020

E.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

Relating enlightenment and entitlements how we take sight our crucial sense we think to ourselves for granted. Never know how important something is until taken away in some freak accident. The apreciation of the Moles life is brilliant. The empathy for this delicate creature yet a nuisance species. My Dad is a superintendent of the golf course and hates these things. I heard once " When a poet digs himself into a hole, he doesn't climb out. He digs deeper, enjoys the scenery, and comes out the other side enlightened.” You did that here beautifully and well penned. I loved the line " like blind naked moles
scratching sidewalls slick with ease and petulance
climbing out, the
sunlight will burn
even the sensing of moles." Fun fact Moles aren't completely blind. Their very small eyes are covered in fur and are hard to locate. They use a specialized scent sensor on the tip of their nose to locate their prey. Keep writing I've certainly enjoyed it. Sincerely your friend in writing and life

[Einstein Noodle]

love your review Andrew ..you give me credit for way too much ... and thanks for sharing the mole tid bits tho this one is very blind ;) see you 'round .. right here at the Cafe' .. thanks so much for your visit!
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the photo and the good words shared my friend.
"like blind naked moles
scratching sidewalls slick with ease and petulance"
Sometime good to find a safe place than tempt the sun. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Einstein Noodle]

yes ... love how you put that John ... the sun can scorch no doubt about it. ... thanks for taking time always my friend! be well .. stay safe .. maybe that dark haired woman will find you today ;)
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

Maybe my friend and you are welcome my friend.

[Einstein Noodle]

;) ..........................

[lightsong]

Ha! what a thought Mr. E! I really wonder how your mind find these thoughts and turn them into brilliant words like this. how many blind moles are there in this world? dwelling in ignorance or fear, instead of building their tunnels up, they build it in the same direction, nothing to add nothing to change and no well to explore and learn.

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks for finding this one Light! an amazing creature, the mole. i'm sure they have their redeeming qualities; but those i refer to in the poem ... i am hard pressed to imagine ;) one is too many in the world eh!? sadly there are armies of them digging all those tunnels and undermining society ... this is a little bit of an old one and i am grateful you found it ... brought me back to it .. thank you for your kind and thoughtful review ma'am!

[lightsong]

Anytime dearest E my fine friend, I believe I read most of my friends poems but don't review much? BTW I love your new avatar :)

[Einstein Noodle]

why thank you! that's Beauregard .. Wonder Dog #2 ... Bella his auntie was #1 .. she passed a year ago last Oct. .. thank you even more for your review then .. reading what people think about one's poem is important i think .. it helps to know what is impressive and what isn't .. and if one's theme gets across .. etc. .. thank you again Lightsong! appreciate you very much!
E.

[lightsong]

I told Margie the other day that I do read but I don't review like I used to do before, sometimes I struggle in what to say since English my second language, but for my close friends I do wish to leave them my thoughts on all of their poems lol I guess that would be impossible. Please if I missed a specific poem You wish me to read and review tell me right away. Sorry for your loss, I believe it's the dog which You wrote about losing in one of your recent poems.

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you for your compassion Light .. oh... just pick any one of them you haven't read ;) yes ... it is impossible to keep up with even just a few friends let alone everyone .. i appreciate your reviews and you do very well with the English language .. i have read it is one of the more complicated to learn ... be well .. see you around .. right here at the Cafe'

[barleygirl]

I find it fitting that your poem was written shortly after the 2020 election in the USA, becuz we're still crawling around in dim tunnels, barely being able to see or distinguish what the hell is going on beyond the cracks & crumbles of our beloved habitats *smile* Even tho we are on opposite sides of some things, Gene, I suspect we might agree that there's a whole bunch of stark raving blindness that's keeping our country from moving onward & healing or making progress (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Einstein Noodle]

Actually I wrote this before the election ;) Nothing so blind as those who refuse to see eh!? I don't think we are as far apart as it seems to you .. we hold the really important things together :)….
E.

[light and ashes]

The beginning of this made me giggle on the inside. I remember when I was little and found out about naked mole rats. I thought it was the funniest thing ever, but you turned this into something brilliant.

[Einstein Noodle]

ahhahah yes .. such an odd creature .. thanks for stopping and nice to meet you ... i will stop by your place presently to repay the kindness .. its gratifying you see a deeper meaning in this one .. much appreciated L&A :)
E.

[light and ashes]

You're welcome!

[Fran Marie]

O h my what a hideous
looking thing the mole
is..is this what we've
become tethered to
a chain like existence
hidden in darkness

I think we feel like
the mole looks, yet the
dreadful feeling within
our very core being
is so.much deeper
and we bend to the
ugliness which you
so aptly applied within
this allegory write
you made us see
the light or *not*
through the blind
mole the desperate
situation we all share

Superb piece here Mr. E

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you so much Fran .. your review is so kind and very encouraging for me .. thank you!!!
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Right now I find myself burrowing through this dark hole feeling pandemic walls
closing in as I try to claw my way through the madness.
Maybe it would be better not to see...once out of the hole, maybe there will no longer be a sun.
And if I have darkness anyway...the clouds just won't matter.
But I'm digging anyway.

such a thoughtful piece of work...allegorical in nature and spot on with truth.
j.

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks always for reviewing my stuff jacob ... i appreciate the sensitive read .. and take on this one .. yeah .. maybe cool dark places are more of a comfort than not in such circumstances .. vaccine is on the way and tho not a miracle .. it will make life much more doable for all ... without all the fear and crapola ... stay safe and well ... thanks again sir!
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are one of the poets on this site who gives so much...and should receive more.
and your writes always inspire me...thanks for that.
j.

[Einstein Noodle]

ah .. you have blessed me this morning jacob .. thank you .. and back at ya without doubt :)

[Lorry]

Sometimes, just sometimes, we don’t come across too well when compared to much of anything else. I do wonder what Mr Mole and friends would think of our goings ons of murdering anything that doesn’t look or sound like us, tearing down their habitat for golf courses (yes, HIM) and generally being the number 2 pain in the a*s, just behind mosquitoes... and the mosquitoes have demanded a recount.
For all we have and what we do with it, they must think our main thing is to take rubbish from stores and move it to home, then bin, then dump... a most peculiar race indeed.
And here’s wee Moley, dogging the foundations, designing and furnishing, with not a single YouTube how to do tutorial in sight.
I wonder if they have a poetry site full of poems about how hard it is to be a moe and the peskiness of humans 😀

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahahaha i don't know, Lorry! i bet there is somewhere ;) i agree .. humans can too quickly and easily forget the we are part of nature too .. all of it .. predator and/or prey ..beauty, grace and decay .. i think we can have too lofty opinions of ourselves and our "plans" ... thanks for reading my friend .. always appreciate you and your thoughts .. peace and joy sir!
E.

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

A very interesting poem dear E. It brought to my mind our likeness to blind moles. We humans are sightless and so sensitive to light, especially that of truth. Weary and always prone to err. I enjoyed this poem and the picture so much!

[Einstein Noodle]

yes .. that is it exactly .. the truth .. can be frightening but oh so needed for each of us .. to be healed ... thank you very much for reading and for leaving your comments .. love and joy Ditzy!

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

You are so welcome my friend :))))))))

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Nicely written! I also like the song (the video was cool to watch as well). I like how you blended the blind mole-rat with your meaning and feelings about life (is what I got from this poem). I read it twice because I liked it and I'm sure I'll remember the song. tyfs

[Einstein Noodle]

top o' the mahrnin to ya Cyprian! so glad we crossed paths .. it has been a while .. i am so happy you mention the song and video .. and for taking time to read this poem and embrace it .. truly feel humbled and gratified that you see my intent in it .. blessings my friend! stay safe and well
E.

[Betty Hermelee]

This is a great allegory for how most of us feel... our hearts are buried underground like the mole, but someday we emerge on the other side with sunlight and joy in our lives...that would be a gift of great magnitude! I loved this poem, really thoughtful and well written.

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks Betty .. i feel pretty gratified that you like it ... and love your positive conclusions .. one hopes that the sunlight shines with joy after being a mole ..... ;)
E.

[Betty Hermelee]

true, but moles can see the "light" too!!

[Einstein Noodle]

yes.. they can .. not truly blind in reality. nor deaf .. tho oddly they have no auditory "holes' to be seen ..interesting creatures ...