SnowA Poem by geoff mThings I'd like to do but probably never will. When was the last time you jumped in a puddle just for fun?SNOW I doubt that I shall ever go To any place where there is snow. Those places are so far from here and travel, nowadays, is fraught with fear. I doubt that I shall ever feel an enormous fish on the end of a reel. Out there the water is far too deep, with too many creatures with great big teeth. I doubt if I shall ever lunge out of a plane, and take the plunge, and fall through the sky without a care, and open the parachute as late as I dare. I doubt if I shall ever drive to the desert to watch the birds arrive after the storms and floods have washed the land and nature breaks out in a show so grand. I doubt if I shall ever run from here to the bridge just for fun. My legs would hurt; people would jeer, and ask, "What is he doing here?" I doubt if I shall ever say exactly what I think of the way the world is being ruined by those in power- I'd like to lecture them by the hour. I doubt if I could ever soar high in space above the roar of this planet on which we live- from which we take so much, and so little give. I doubt if I would ever dare stand on a corner in my underwear and to the questions "Why?" and "Why this spot?" I'd just shrug, and smile, and answer, "Why not?" I doubt if I shall ever know what makes this like this, and that just so, and why this is, and why that was, or any better answer than, "just becoz." I doubt if I shall ever swim with a dolphin, holding its fin as it tows me along showing me its beautiful world with beautiful song. I doubt if I shall ever again sit high up in a tree and have people arch their necks to see me high, high, high above the ground where the whispering wind is the only sound. And I shall look down, then up and again take to my heart the cup of the joy of being,the sense of fun, that I vaguely recall from when I was young. © 2018 geoff m |
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