It is a Song

It is a song

I hear the black cricket in the green dark
through the open window & I sit up.
We are all most awake at that moment,
our mother, or God, flicks the switch,
and we know darkness is edging
toward our eyes & we sit up to see
one last thing or maybe everything.
We are more alive dying than we
ever were living, more patient, wishing,
we had read the script this way
years ago, used the good glasses,
left the bed unmade and looked
straight into the eyes of loved ones,
with no hmmms or maybes, but direct
and listening with love & laughing more,
so that our immune system could have
kicked in & our hearts opened into a
dance of seeing, the underside of the leaf,
the long lines at the salvation army,
the small, broken pieces of people,
abandoned at nursing homes, or maybe
just in their own homes, but alone,
far too alone, and no one knowing
their name after a certain age,
and no one caring about the little girl
or boy that says he hits me, he
hits me all the time, just hmmmm..,
hmmmm..as if we were all bees,
instead of birds, as if we were all here
to sting each other, instead of singing,
one sweet song after the next, and
teaching everyone we ever loved to fly.

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

Its the didactic quality that sings out for me here. The colours, the birds and bee's, the comparison of the underside of a leaf with the salvation army lines. Both of which are never looked at unless we have to. A truly remarkable, thoughful piece of very well crafted writing.

[Gandré]

what turns a mere piece of poem from being mere poem into an animate successful poem? What gives certain special quality in the field of poetry and how can we say what is a great poem? Well the tapestry is from deep insights we win while reading a poem... it is healing energy what I got from reading this. You tell us your stories so wonderfully... Thank you for entering this to my contest, best, L.

[W.k.kortas]

It's the whole damn universe in under three dozen lines; I have no idea how in hell you do it, nor do I care. I am just grateful that you do.

[Gathering_Stars]

This is a powerful piece that really plays on the human wish to not waste any second of living, and when we come to that point in our lives where we know that we don't have all that much time left, we reflect on what we've wasted or could have done differently.

Bravo. : )