Why, How

Questions the mind alone cannot answer

Who is blind to that ancient wisdom,
of cobblestone cottages overlooking heather,
of fences and troughs where the horse is
tethered, of meadows opulent and lithe,
where conversation is not the sermon to be
measured and weighed by candid yearning?
Where did those words fall: love, joy, peace?
When did the guest become intrusive, a
difficult friend, rival, fish on the hook?
No. Not who, where, when. Question must
always be WHY, HOW the ivy poisoned land,
covered paths, choked the keyhole? WHY, HOW
the steed threw the rider and shrieked,
the well dried, the roof leaked, the walls
spit stones, the family bible is stained,
blood and rancid water upon that book? WHY,
HOW the voice became lurid, demanding,
hungry, greedy, the eyes see life in carion,
the hands want whips, the mind wants to be
altered, sedated, the wheels stop turning?

Reviews

[The Autumn Faerie]

I see sentence structures that make me HAPPY! ^.^ (Hither and thither... ^.~)

As for the questions, they are often ones I've asked myself in much less poetic manners, and have failed to answer most miserably...

"WHY, HOW
the steed threw the rider and shrieked,
the well dried, the roof leaked, the walls
spit stones, the family bible is stained,
blood and rancid water upon that book?"

I love the ways in which every detail, especially in this here, can be pertained outside its literal meaning...

You are a very talented soul, my friend! ^.^

[Poetic82]

That is a good question, why and how? I guess the answer to the how is because somewhere we were negligent. We turned our back on our responsiblities and everything wilted. We forgot what was important and everything faded. We became selfish so everything departed. We know the how, but will we ever figure out the why?
Nice job....I liked the imagery

[MrJodie]

Wow, "snowballed" is a great description of how this one plays out. The imagery, even the tempo, starts out soothing and then gets more frenetic as it progresses. It pleads and cries out for understanding while observing the despair, anger and bitterness.

This one will stick with me. Good for you.

Love and light, dear ones.

[robin]

I love how this snowballs...When you really dig for better questions, not answers, watch out...it's a pathway to the void that peers into you...Superb stuff!

[Poeticpiers]

You certainly pose some difficult questions my friend in measured beautifully written poetic prose. I thin the answer lies in mans free choice and freedom of action.He can choose to disregard anything but his own desires. But there is always a price to pay.Others tend to treat us as we treat them

[lilain]

Wow! The image in my head went from a peaceful, beautiful land to burning thatched roofs and screaming children. Well, that is how it unraveled in my head.

Alright, so this is the second poem I've read, though your first posted poem (I think), and I absolutely love it. Plus, I love the message which still lingers in my mind.

Nice job,
A

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

Nicely written, good job. Thank you for sharing . Debileah