Passing

On death and revival and the changes in perspective

Passing

If I stand very still,

I can feel the earth spinning…

ever so slightly.

On the crest of this hill,

I feel the sunlight skimming…

My right cheek lightly;

It warms the spring chill,

in a promised beginning,

from the cold still inside me.

To silence the shrill,

from the stark reminiscing

from the death they revived me.

And the days will blaze

Till the crimson displays

Of the suns final rays

Will once again fade 

to evenings shade!

I stretch out my face

To drink its last grace

and stave the malaise

Of winters decay

in the motions allay

of the seasons cascade

And, if I stand very still,

I can feel the earth spinning…

ever so slightly.

© 2022 Robert Trakofler

Author's Note

Robert · Passing

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Passing'
Robert Trakofler,
Grace or thankfulness, maybe both?
It's message revealed.
Maybe I needed to receive it's message.
Was that you the writer's intent?
When as children mortality, our own
hardly known.
I read it that way for myself for the
brittle reality of what comes to close.
Thank you for revealing what becomes
real to us over time.
Thank you again for honesty.
Kathy

[Robert Trakofler]

Yesterday I walked around the corner from my store to sit on the stoop that leads to the offices above us. In a matter of seconds as I sat down to take a break from the Sunday brunch chaos... it began to rain very heavily and suddenly thousands of little BB-sized pellets started bouncing off the ground as the rain became mixed with hail stones. My mind started to wander thinking about how beautiful it looked and like the weirdo that I am I outwardly said thank you for all of the beauty and seconds later a big roar of thunder bellowed from above and then I chuckled thank you for the ugly and a few seconds later I said sometimes I can't tell them apart. It's funny that you came across this poem and such a similar thing happened to me again:)

[Alla Antsis]

Robert,
"Will once again fade
to evenings shade!
I stretch out my face
To drink its last grace
and stave the malaise"
Just beautiful! Perfectly painted

[Robert Trakofler]

Hi Alla:) Every now and again when I sit and meditate I feel the sensation of the earth spinning, it is very slight but it happens:)

[AYVID N]

The earth keeps spinning and bringing us light and shade, dawn and dusk.
The colours brighten and then fade. Seasons begin and end.
Inevitably, night falls and sets in the winter's decay.
But before the inevitable happens, there is a lifetime of love to keep us warm.
I wish you countless seasons of joy.

You have a wonderful voice and the way you read gives the poem such a surreal touch. Bless you Bunny!

[Robert Trakofler]

I am so blessed:)

[Neville]

You may not believe me but there was one hell of a lot of us Bunny fans out here praying for you Robert .. No wonder your view on just about everything shifted slightly sir ... Stay well now and that's an order .. OK :)

[Robert Trakofler]

LOL I do my best:/

[Carola]

love all your metaphors robert, they really weave a visual story.
very neat!
stay well.
cheerio carola

[Robert Trakofler]

thanks Carola:)

[supernova_thoughts]

"Ever so slightly" from start to end beautifully written.

[Robert Trakofler]

smiling:) thank you!

[Coyote Poetry]

Very cool. I did enjoy the verbal poetry. It is good to hear the poet or writer read their work. Thank you, Robert, for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Robert Trakofler]

Thanks, old friend sorry I took so long to respond I am still recovering and simultaneously still keeping my store open I get pretty tired these days after work and its hard to keep up LOL

[Coyote Poetry]

I hope you are feeling better my friend and you are welcome.

[Robert Haigh]

Some nice imagery in these poetic lines. A poem to make the reader think!

[Robert Trakofler]

thank you, Robert:)

[Cherrie]

Is it possible the attacks of vertigo people have is just a moment of harmony betwixt the Earth 🌎 and them.

[Robert Trakofler]

Hmm…you may be on to something!

[Ted Kniffen]

Brilliant Rob ... dare I say one of your best. The subtle emotion tied to the subject matter and knowing of this one's origins certainly delivers a profound sense of self and existence.
Maybe even a recognition of the relentless ticking of Time and our own fragile lives.

I like this a lot.