What's it all for?

What's it all for?

A Poem by Laura Kate

Snowflakes sparkle under blankets of snow,
roots sharing stories from long, long ago.

Swaddled-tight babies brought down from the sky,
whispering winds lifting eagles that fly.

Grandparents celebrate their 50th year
hands cherished closely, champagne and cheer.

Dancing around fires on cold autumn nights
sparkles of cinders and fairies of light.

Seashells in sands hold the sounds of the ocean,
glistening waters house magical potions.

Electrical jellyfish red, green and blue,
rays penetrating the waters with hues.

Fingers that tickle the softest of skin,
kind lips that kiss away tears on the chin.

But the drafts creep in and fingers feel cold,
lips become chapped and skin becomes old.

Waters dry out and sands lose their shine,
cinders die and feet grow tired.

Bubbles burst when two become one,
winds lose their strength and we can't help but long. 

Snowflakes melt as the cycle starts again,
roots dig deeper, but they'll find no end. 

Another day comes just like the one before,
sat with space wondering, what's it all for?

© 2020 Laura Kate


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This is beautiful on all levels. I love the graceful lilting rhythm that reflects the way a brook might babble along, such as life. I love the strong but not distracting rhyming. I especially love the variety of images you use to reflect a ribbon of life that's appealing, but also admitting that it can't always be a smooth positive flow. There will be bumps. This narrator doesn't sound like the bumps are fully appreciated yet, kind of accepting them begrudgingly, perhaps. Your writing compels the reader onward to see what fresh new tidbit you'll throw out next (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 7 Months Ago


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Laura Kate

4 Months Ago

I'm always so grateful for your comments, Margie, particularly how you take the time to address rhyt.. read more



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This is quite a talented write, it feels like randomalia at the start then you create a story and finish up with delightful echoes back to everything. And that age old question "why is there something rather than nothing?"

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

4 Months Ago

Thank you for your review. I'll look forward to visiting your page soon!
As the years slip by, everything changes. Your poem reveals this in a more subtle and gentle way than reality. But as long as we can appreciate that there is still stability within the changes then we can regard it as maturity rather than decay.
I'm not usually this philosophical, but perhaps time, (and age) is changing me too..

Norman.
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Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

4 Months Ago

Thank you for your review, Norman. It's lovely to read your thoughts.

Laura.
What a great write. Amazed that I'm the first to comment. I feel dirty leaving the first footprints in a beautiful blanket of snow

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

4 Months Ago

So lovely to read your comments, Kent. Thanks a million.
this is so sad...so many years together and lovers get a to a certain comfort level...but some kind of spark seems to disappear...

when the cinders die...we need to strike a fresh match...and get the fire going again...there have to be ways...so that familiarity does not breed contempt...
j.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

4 Months Ago

Thank you, Jacob. I love your enthusiasm and passion to re-ignite the fire. Striking a match as we s.. read more
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Gee
Life and love drank but ne'er quenching the thirst,
til one day you're sated and then the bubble is burst..
Enjoyed the trip through your words..you're good :))

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

4 Months Ago

Thank you, Gee. It was lovely to read your comments, I enjoyed your rhyme and I'll look forward to v.. read more
Wow very well poignant snapshots of life that have been chosen I really loved. It's a wonderful life that we've been given. The circle of life has been shown. It's between the beginning and the end what we call living. Love the poetess in you to show it

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

4 Months Ago

Snapshot - yes, they were short images in my mind that I tried to find words for. You have a wonderf.. read more
This is beautiful on all levels. I love the graceful lilting rhythm that reflects the way a brook might babble along, such as life. I love the strong but not distracting rhyming. I especially love the variety of images you use to reflect a ribbon of life that's appealing, but also admitting that it can't always be a smooth positive flow. There will be bumps. This narrator doesn't sound like the bumps are fully appreciated yet, kind of accepting them begrudgingly, perhaps. Your writing compels the reader onward to see what fresh new tidbit you'll throw out next (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 7 Months Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

4 Months Ago

I'm always so grateful for your comments, Margie, particularly how you take the time to address rhyt.. read more

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Tags: life, loss, love

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Laura Kate
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