Parachutes

Parachutes billowing,
floating
above the abyss
though we all once knew.
Parachutes colliding,
landing
upon the barren scape
that man once had.

They came by the millions
     drifting from heaven.
Their reason for being...
      a mystery to all.

Parachutes flaunting,
opening
to reveal themselves  
so that man might learn.
Parachutes lifeless,
wafting
through cloud speckled skies
when man was glad.

They came by the thousands
     dropping from heaven.
Their reason for being
     could not be explained.

Parachutes lingering,
meandering
toward the  spacklespace
of the damaged sphere...
Parachutes multicolored,
sized and shaped
caught in the crosswinds
and turbulence of man.

 

They came by the hundreds

crashing from heaven.
Their reason for being

was not understood.

Parachutes traveling,
transporting
the essence of life
for all to perceive.
Parachutes tangled,
snared and collapsed
by pettiness and greed
of those who wanted more.

They came by the dozens,

groping from heaven.
Their reason for being
     was a little too late.

Parachutes hanging,
lifeless
not realizing their fate
but expecting the best.
Parachutes sputtering,
idling over the masses..
too blind to see...
too ignorant to know...

They came by the millions
     but now there are none.
their reason for being
     will never be known-

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

written: February 12, 1972 (Age 22)
revised: May 4, 2010

Reviews

[Brad]

this had an eerie image behind it, i almost didn't want to look up but still did because of curiosity