Between Life and a Hard Place

. welcome home .

Sometimes,

I think we are weak

As a species

Though our intentions are strong

As a thinking beast

All the time

(i know i am wrong)

      ((in this moment))

We are survivors

Well-fed and oblivious

For the most part

         we see little

 

Our intentions are muddled

In between things. . .

What we are now

What we are not

Where we’ve been to

Who we think we are

Who we know

Who we knew

What we’ve done

Where we've gone

And what it's done to us

And what we hope to be

     in spite of everything

 

This is us

A great collection of flaws

In the flesh

     and dying

 

Fundamentally

Stuck hard and fast

  somewhere

In between nature

And abstraction

And language

As she is

And what we want her to be

How we put things

How we say them. . .

So maybe it's fake

Maybe we're just passing time

In between breeding

And seeing

All the dying

   then

Pretending

Away ends

Far away

From where we are

    until the end

    where we're dead

       "where there is no sorry left to be sorry for"

N.M.H

Author's Note

Reviews

[Birdwild]

The tone of the poem is very reflective of its title. The connotation is very deary and sad, resonating the true essence of the poem.

[Duncan Brown]

Was jot zoom.........................................................................................both

[Davidgeo]

What the f**k does that mean? Given your writing history here, probably not a damn thing. Go be purposely cryptic elsewhere, I see through that BS... it's an old trick shallow idiots use to affect an air of intelligence and it really only works on other idiots. You'll have better luck trying that bullshit elsewhere.

[Duncan Brown]

Mother zone.............................................................................................................................................................................................................vote

[Davidgeo]

Yup.... that's what I thought. Vacuous is a word that comes to mind when I think of you, pseudo profound word generator is a phrase that also comes to mind... nobody's really buyin' that bullshit kid.

[Duncan Brown]

Love love love............................................................................................................................................................thy

[Davidgeo]

Dumb Dumb . . . you're an idiot.

[KWP]

yeah, interesting, I think as individuals we are weak, the collective can be strong, but we all have that desire to be different and we are all different and yet the same in so many ways.

I heard something the other day 'see a fault and then unsee it' meaning, we know its there, it's in the acceptance and not getting hung up on it is what counts ... learning to accept and flow is one of the hardest things to do.

You have touched on much here, within your theme, you open a can of worms, at least I have something to go ponder for a while while I drive X :D X