Transient Things

happy new year to all...this is my first of 2018 ..hope you enjoy reading .. like the previous years..i seek your constructive input

Transient Things

Brown, leather lazy boy .........

comfort.

Worn to fit and

knitted, yellow afghan hanging 

black roosters in squares crowing ........

Wild horse winds with 

death ...riding the flying dust

Sweeping clean.

It takes.

I pull the straining rope all day

My hands calloused companions as

time whittles the soft fragrant pine.

My long fingers of decision 

Chips .........

falling away.

Red, yellow, umber burnt

caress the damp and sky

Mother's clear blue twinkles' gleam

She had no need for words 

she spoke language.

These transient things

They are so real.

1/03/2018

E.

Author's Note

Reviews

[h d e rushin]

and yet there is a space between the transiency of our human observations and the transmigration of our souls to other more adaptable paradises. That's why poets use, as a meridian of sacrifice, all the axes of memory to allow the crossing of un-related events to become power: a mothers wisdom, the fragrance of hemlocks, wild horses.

Great poems never asks use why we've been transformed only to believe that such a transformation indeed has happened......dana

[Einstein Noodle]

holy smokes Ms. rushin!! such deep philosophical and artistic application to your understanding of this poem....i swear i will read this several times and still not ken the depths of it ..thank you so much my friend!
E.

[Neville]

back again after almost five years to the very day .. and I am not ashamed to add that I have enjoyed my second helping just as much as I did when I first came .. AGT's brother E. N.

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you Neville! deeply humbled by this, your second visit ... i am also very encouraged .. this one is very abstract and not everyone's cuppa! Slainte mhath!
E.

[Neville]

I assure you, it was my pleasure entirely Gene .. N.

[Coyote Poetry]

An amazing poem shared my friend.
"Red, yellow, umber burnt
caress the damp and sky
Mother's clear blue twinkles' gleam
She had no need for words
she spoke language.
These transient things
They are so real."
I loved the kindness of the above lines. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Einstein Noodle]

beautiful Coyote Man .. how i appreciate what you said ... "..the kindness ... " ... that is what me Ma was infused with .. skin to bone .. love your review .. thank you for finding this one and taking time sir!
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my dear friend. I loved this poem.

[William Michael Reeves]

This poem made me feel comfortable. Which seems an odd reaction after reading one. Everything was familiar in that comfort. Comfortable things do tend to be transient things. Language without words....I work with non verbal people a lot. So much to say without words.

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks for reading and reviewing my new found friend! a noble profession says i! one of compassion and strong listening skills ... using eyes and ears ... i read a bit of your about me .. i also worked in Nursing .. i am retired now but spent most of my career working as a RN in the PICU ... best job I ever had ;) see you around brother! right here at the Cafe' :)
E.

[William Michael Reeves]

Wow! I've been a C.N.A. For 42 years. For all I know our energies combined in Gaia to make change in people's lives together. Quite a few of my poems are about caregiving and people with disabilities. Look back in my pages. I will be seeing you. Am I seeing you in this collage?

[Einstein Noodle]

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

[Corset]

all the comforts of home, fleeting, transient and time passes by I loved the vibrant visuals that remind me also of somewhere old, somewhere safe.

[Einstein Noodle]

well dear Corset .... I am old ... and safe :)))))))))))))))))))))))) seriously though .. thanks so much for reading and I couldn't be happier that in reading it brought you to such a place ... love love love and joy!
E.

[Corset]

backatcha!

[kentuck14]

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I believe it is the transience of things that make them valuable. Enjoyed this a lot.
T

[Einstein Noodle]

yes ... I agree of course ;) sure appreciate you reading and letting me know ... makes the Cafe' go 'round :))))))))))))
E.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Missed this new year 2008 piece but thanks to that old boy gram, here I is! Loved the video with its atmospherics. This piece is writ like a fragmented mind, it sounds like a patchwork quilt looks as passing reminiscences flow in chunks down the river of memories. We are but temporary here and everything changes but stays the same until we search for the comforts of yesterday and find them gone. Great thinking write here 'E'.

[Einstein Noodle]

good ol' gram indeed!!! so gratified by your understanding of this John .. funny how old poems and old friends creep in and out of the noodle .. this is a very personal poem for me .. the afghan referred to was knitted by me Ma about 55 yrs ago .. it looks like new as i have kept it with me my whole adult life .. one might say it is me blankie ;))))))))) thanks again for taking time John .. always appreciate your input
E.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Glad you kept that comfort from yesteryear 'E' it sometimes helps connect us to our past.

[Einstein Noodle]

it certainly does .. love and joy sir!

[gram linski]

all hail the transient things, real poetry, great writing E,

[Einstein Noodle]

gram .... that you think so absolutely makes me day sir! i feel good thinking i have done something right ;} thanks for walking me halls here .. i appreciate it!
E.

[sette]

times are surely changing and sometimes we are running out of time because there are the must do lists that we have to accomplish and with such hectic schedules we forgot the very important thing why we are living and why it seems that after all what you have gone through and survive through it seems that life had passed you by. it is for this reason that this poem touched me to the core. nice writing my friend

[Einstein Noodle]

sot on sette ... you feel me to the core ;) i am so encouraged by your sensitive and thorough reading .. thank you so much!
E.

[sette]

no problem

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Gene... “time whittles the soft scented pine”... Simetimes we get a second chance... to grow and be a part of nature in unexpected smiles. truly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

oh how i love your thought on this one Pat!!! yes... a second chance to let nature give us her embraces .. and we un-distracted ... for even just a moment ;) thanks so much for reviewing dear friend ...
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

One of my favorites penned by you... you are welcome... Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ......................