He Groused About The Meek

a poem of the dichotomy of life, the ever growing separation between classes,

He groused about the meek

"They inherit nothing,

Not the wind,

Not the grain,

Not the shirts on their backs."

I was five years old.

My brothers coat, five button holes, three buttons

Shoe laces broken,
Tied in many places to hold them together,

The streets were my playground,

Fire hydrants were bears,

Passersby were Indians,
We shot at them with imaginary guns,

Turning and walking away,

Leading me by hand, without a word

Down streets of jailhouses

Prisons of thought,
Of carelessness

Of lives abandoned
My father teaches me of the rich
Of the bitterness of long sleepless nights

The way of life of the working stiffs

Merrily the children run down the shaded lane

Trees meeting in the middle

Branches kissing each other in the sun

While under their splendor

Life prepares the sinkholes

Reviews

[Terpsichore]

The rich grow richer and money talks in an increasingly loud voice; that's pretty much the separation today, not that the moneyed have ever given a s**t about those with nowt.

Shame that all kids can't run merrily down those tree shades lanes.


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[daninstockholm]

Yes, it is. Those lines came from my own childhood, actually. The street to my grandparents house had very old, very large weeping willows on both sides, they provided a stunning canape the length of the street, Sadly as happens, they were all cut down and not replaced.

[An owl on the moon]

Such a melting and merging of shadows and light. There is an aching place in the world with the wonders woven into the painful awakenings. Leaves me wondering so much in our new year's light.

[Adam Whitworth]

How I enjoyed these eloquent lines

[daninstockholm]

awww. Adam,, you honor me with this. Thank you so very much!

[Kelly Scheppers]

The streets were my playground, too. If only those "imaginary guns" were more than just our imagination.

A gripping tale of extraordinary writing, Dan!

[daninstockholm]

Thank you so much, Kelly. The streets were my playground too, at various times. I appreciate your kind review and wish you a very Happy New Year!!

[KWP]

and evolution shall continue to unfold ...

I often think in the small picture - then I catch myself and think again of the big picture, for me it's a constant battle - the small demands attention and yet the big shows us that life is one giant cycle and it will flow on and on and on and we will return from whence we came and we shall spawn some kind of new life - in some way, shape or from ...

but then I am dragged back to the small demanding attention and yes we should give it attention and deal with it with all kinds of thought because that is what enables us to learn and grow ... if we learn and grow we may in fact let more light in ... and then

in the big sheme of things - nothing really matters in the eternal flow

it's a constant arguement I tell you :)

I enjoyed the flow and the imagery you have presented here a grand them in a small world where I still must ask ... what does really matter X

[daninstockholm]

In my world, be it small, large, whatever size it might be on any given day with any amount of reinforcements, it always matters, everything matters and yet nothing does, as you said, it's one of lives quintessential paradoxes. But at the same time, do we as poets have a responsibility to try to sort it all out? For me the answer is definitely yes. I suppose that i couldn't write if i felt differently.

thank you so much for your kind review. I haven't gotten many of those lately, so i appreciate it double. Hope your Christmas was wonderful and best wishes for a very happy new year!! xx

[KWP]

happy new year to you my friend :) I haven't been around much - always hectic this time of year - and yes as you say the paradox - I was writing more for my own expungement of thought rather tahn anything else and yes I feel I still have much time to waste dilly-dallying my way in and out of the big and small X

[daninstockholm]

another privvy of the poets, dilly-dallying,, lol,,

[KWP]

i am a queen dilly-dally-er yup yup X