To Stay a While....

 

Sometimes,

More often than not,

I sit and stare at the blend of life

Fixed firmly,

Faultlessly

In the black soil,

Leaving wafts of wavering stillness

That is minerals joined with moisture,

The moisture from the rain

That falls.

 

It seems rather often,

That I catch myself in awe

When observing the spherical

Atmosphere

That surrounds us silently,

Serving as a shield from the unknown,

The precarious,

And the other-worldly.

It’s almost as if after living

And living,

Day

After day,

Looking into the sky becomes

Like looking at a flat surface.

 

I can’t help but remind myself

Of the wonder that lies

Behind living within

Such a rotund

And defensive,

And beautiful

Shelter.

 

In this, I feel lacking.

Why could not I be part of this cycle,

Not part of a race that destroys

And creates where creating is not needed.

Why could not I

Be part of this unity

Between every living thing,

Not left alone

While couples thrive on the company

Of one another.

 

Until the answer to that

Presents itself

Comprehensible,

I’ll catch myself in admiration

Once more,

Of the life that I should have come about as.

Until I am cohesive

With the sentiment

Of another,

I can simply sulk

And stay a while.

Author's Note

Ferlornness often leads to inspiration

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

This was amazing! Totally loved it. So spiritual in its love of nature, its just so niceo hear words like this coming from your gen, that gives me something to hang on to, and hope. The past generations (mine included) have made a muck of eveything, keep thinking and feeling like this, and hopefully we will all still have a chance. Thanks for writing this, and for sharing. Your voice needs to be heard, please don't stop writing. The world depends on it.

Antonio

[Travis Lawrence]

This is great, it's right on my wavelength of being a part of a cyclical whole.

[Jaffa Forbes]

This is a good poem, i like it a lot... it strikes of emotions and feelings that i think we've all felt. The imagery is really good, but i personally almost felt you overused it in places. I do however think this stanza is awesome:

I can't help but remind myself
Of the wonder that lies
Behind living within
Such a rotund
And defensive,
And beautiful
Shelter.

Very cool. Take care,
Jaff

[Eagle Cruagh]

You speak of a celebration of life.

It rains, things die only to be reborn
in other forms and it rains from a
cloudless sky. Why ?

So that life flourishes.

------Eagle Cruagh

[Kat]

This looks like a conversation we would have....but a bit more poetic than "Yo niggaaaa" XD haha
Contrary to what you said up there , I believe humans are part of this "cycle." We may be disgusting pieces of s**t but I think our energy when we die contributes to any other form of life.

I know what you mean though. :) Its amazing when you think about how vast the word is let alone considering what makes up something as small as a tea cup....

And....yeah. this sucked you're never going to make it!!!!

heh jay kay.

[Broken.]

Okay, I KNOW I've said this many times but dearest Vanessa, Van nay nay, Vanizzle, Vannie Lou, V-Gal, Nessa,

Vanessa,
This is my favorite of all that you have written. It didn't drift off topic or send me into a wave of boredom; doesn't trail off or leave you hanging there. I love everything about this truely and sincerely. Ilyy!

[J Lorriane]

I love how 'visual' this poem is. I haven't read one like this before, it was incredible, honestly. I could picture everything.