Still

about anyone who has/had such an afflictions and survived ;)

Still

I still love you and

feel stiff sore mornings.

I tell myself, "It's all downhill from here."

It's ok.

Tops of our tall green pines

weighty, eighty feet of grey, brown barking oak as

wintered Spring holding it's breath

still.

At the top of deepest gasp,

at the bottom of devoid;

the forest is motionless and waiting

so still.

How fast the fade of day!

We take a peek, then look away and

                    

the remains, remain

still.

01/18/2024

E.

Author's Note

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

How you delicately navigate themes of love, loss, and the passage of time. The imagery of tall green pines and weighty oak trees evokes a sense of permanence juxtaposed with the fleeting nature of life. The poem's rhythmic flow and meditative tone invite readers to contemplate the transient beauty of existence and the inevitability of change. Loving this... still.

[Einstein Noodle]

wow ... thank you very much for your sensitive depth of sight ... that you are inspired in such a way is more than one can ask from a reader .. many many thanks for taking time Owl Man!
E.

[Amanda Reynolds]

I am so glad I found your writing, I love your use of the word "Still" as I interpret it it as both an adjective
(not moving or making a sound) and an adverb (nevertheless; all the same). I also love the personification of the seasons waiting and holding their breath. And so many other clever things happening here, thank you for this beautiful poem!

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you so muchAmanda .. i am truly humbled and grateful for your response to this .. pointing the things that stood out for you is so important says i! be well .. peace and joy to you .. so glad for you too Amanda .. my new found friend .. right here at the Cafe'
E.

[June bug]

This read kind of emotional. as well as heart tugging in a sense. nicely done

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you for taking time Ms. June Bug .. i appreciate your thoughts
E.

[mou]

This 'Still' mostly exists in the poet's life only. Nowadays, people are optimal with their sharing and are very fast to turn the page. '... the remains, remain...' Ah! Just love your work.
-mou

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you mou!!! yes! poets, artists, monks and those that take a moment to stop and slow down a few deep breaths ;) i like how you put it "....and are very fast to turn the page."
E.

[mou]

It is a pleasure to read your words

[Tom]

And a fabulous song by the Commodores to accompany this moving, personable poem!

[Einstein Noodle]

so happy you took a listen to the song .. and let me know .. i agree about it's fabulousness!
E.

[Tom]

The rings on the trunk number one more every year and the bark now thick and a little craggy yet still here, just like that mighty big pine tree...

Marvellous metaphor E. Much enjoyed this one!

[Einstein Noodle]

yes!! the rings on the trunk!! had not thought that deep on this old oak ... definitely obtained craggy status ... so gratified you appreciated the metaphor sir! love and peace always
E.

[Soren]

The word play on double meanings is fun and even some words like "peek that sounds like Peak" is great. Beyond this it sounds a bit psychedelic with pinches of Lewis Carrol. Very nicely done

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks Soren .. for taking time to read and review .. we do have our fun with the tools .. i'm thinking about the Peak and peek thing ... maybe find a place for it ... in "the rest of the story" .. top o' the mahrnin' to ya Lad!
E.

[M.E.Lyle]

I'm stuck in my own frigid place right now. I'm a bit stir crazy, or perhaps just plain crazy. I don't know which. It's cold, and it's windy. I used to be a long distance runner when I was younger. I had a motto, "I will run in the wind, I will run in the cold, but I will not run in the cold wind." Guess I'm stuck here for now, in the doldrums of life.
Great poem, by the way. It got me to thinkin.

[Einstein Noodle]

the cold and the wind of which you speak, I know of... most of my adult life was spent on the rolling praries of SD. ... sorry about the doldrums you are feeling right now, M.E. :( my older daughter runs in any kind of weather ... she has a group of ladies that motivate each other and they meet early enough to run together 2+ miles before they all have to go to work. Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr right now in SD. I feel humbled this one got you to "thinkin" :) it's so nice to meet you ... thank you for taking time ... right here at the Cafe'
E.

[Poetic Beauty]

I feel this completely. Winter is a more depressing solemn time of year for me that I don’t enjoy except the holidays.

I despise the cold and the snow burr

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha yes ... cold, wind and snow can become most unpleasant .. i suppose there is a reason it's called Cabin .... Fever! studies have shown that the grey gloom of winter skies aid and abet depressions ... our answers from within can be a fortress against such deep sadness-es .. peace love and flowers to ya!
E.

[Poetic Beauty]

Cabin Fever because everyone is tired of being stuck in the house because it is cold and snowy.
read moreCabin Fever because everyone is tired of being stuck in the house because it is cold and snowy.

I get a bit antsy for warmth of the sun and being able to go hiking, fishing and messing around in the flower beds

[Sami Khalil]

Survival is a must to all even when afflicted with this and that; when there is a will, there is a way out too. Glad you are sharing uplifting messages.
They help in these dark times.

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks Sami! keeping still can be a daunting discipline ... but worth it says i! peace and love my friend!
E.

[Sami Khalil]

All true and well articulated. You are welcome sir Einstein