Postpartum

We are ever dying to one world and being born into another. - Thoreau

in a lucullan filiation of eternity

an unequivocal nascency of existence

the seed of yet another immaculate conception was planted

an undeniable gestation of truth

the copulation of a capricious creation

a dawn of divinity

strained with the stretchmarks of faith

bearing down with the labor pains of latent prayers

the night was barefoot and pregnant with a new day

breech or fully within reach

what can i say

you know the way

Author's Note

"It is the marriage of the soul with nature that makes the intellect fruitful, and gives birth to imagination." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

"the night was barefoot and pregnant with a new day" especially like that line. had to go a-googlin' Pete! the flow, emotion and imaging would be much smoother had i a better vocabulary .. so thank you for some really great words ... "..lucullan filiation" and ".. unequivocal nascency .." packed full they are! .. the deep vein of Faith .. a sense of sarcasm and irony for me .. (closing 3 lines) ... and this "strained with the stretchmarks of faith" so relatable for anyone who tries Faith ;) deeply inspirational ... great language .. glad i did not miss this one sir!
E.
ps. great pic too ... our paths of truth finding can be a lonesome and soulful place :)

[Pete]

thanks. sounds like you got all of this little bundle. sometimes i like to experiment with $million words - get tired of the same old all the time plus gives a different depth and feel methinks. like your real thoughts on faith. you da man e! ... :)

[Einstein Noodle]

wonderful poem Pete!

[Patricia Wedel]

What I like best about Thoreau... is that he realizes we need to grow in Spirit in life...
and in doing so... we pass from one Season to the next... realizing our mistakes, and thus...
we die... and are born again... according to Nature... we change for the Better. some people are not willing or capable of forgiveness. truly, Pat

[Pete]

can't argue with anything you say pat. inward growth is not so easy. it often takes a kind of reckoning to shake us out of our comfort zones. forgiveness is a tough one but necessary to free ourselves and start a new season as you say ... :)

[Arundass TP]

Beautiful poem nicely written

[Pete]

thank you. you are very kind ... :)

[Giulia King]

Please listen to me: collect all your wonderful poems and turn it into a book. I want to keep your poems with me forever!

[Pete]

thank you giuliua for your kind words. wow. hmm. seriously? i just write as a hobby for my own enjoyment and to share what is inside of me with others in the hope that it resonates and they can relate to how i think and feel about things. i'm basically a shy person and lack confidence. do you really think they're good enough for that ... :)

[Giulia King]

I really do, Pete! And I’m pretty sure I’ve said that to you before. You should think about posting your poems on social media and you’ll see :)

[Pete]

thanks for the strong words of encouragement. you have mentioned that before but am not confident about them. i'll think about it and sorry i typed your name incorrectly above. happy holidays my friend! ... :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the seeds of reincarnation...from one immaculate birth to another...
eventually our selves grow up, and become marred with life...the soul darkened...we need a new
start...a new start, a new start. Faith can be so flimsy...and it is what is supposed to get us through.
j.

[Pete]

each day is a new beginning, a fresh start, up to us to find a way and make the most. creation is very forgiving. yes, faith is a fickle thing, so often there when we don't need it and missing in action when we do ... :)

[Kelly Scheppers]

Channeling the conception of birth with the reference to Thoreau, really amplifies your choice of vocabulary here. The impact it leaves upon your reader is within a realm all its own, but then again, so are you!

[Pete]

thanks kelly. happy thanksgiving and keep safe ... :)

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

bearing down with the labor pains of latent prayers
the night was barefoot and pregnant with a new day." I loved this line as well. The existence beneath the surface of such prayers while the night is heavy with future birth. That's a impressive line. Throughout the poem the speaker dwells in the absolute truths of what life nuances provides such as death. But Birth is more shocking than death cause of our sudden recognition. Alan Watts said once " The only way to make sense of change is to plunge into it, move with it, join the dance." Keep dancing sir and writing sincerely your friend in poetry and life

[Pete]

i always appreciate your shared thoughts because you come at things from a different perspective - indeed, death is an epilogue - the end of something we've already known, birth is a new, unfamiliar beginning with unwritten possibilities. yes, to keep dancing is key ... :)

[Chris Shaw]

Wow Pete you have used some great vocabulary here in this write. Also noticed some sharp alliteration and I enjoyed the language you used relating to birth. Always a pleasure to read you and to regard the great quotes of Thoreau. Nature is never far from my mind and I sincerely hope it is reflected in my soul. All good wishes.

Chris

[Pete]

thank you chris for sharing such uplifting thoughts. soothing, hopeful nature is ever in my thoughts as well ... :)

[Chris Shaw]

Have a great day Pete.

[Sami Khalil]

You are outstanding sir and your faith is in good standing. It always comes through in language and imagery. Then you top it off with the wise man quotes. You talent is exceedingly good sir. Pleasure to read your poetry...

[Pete]

wow. thanks for kind review sami. i take pleasure when people can feel it ... :)

[Sami Khalil]

Yes siiiirrrr. You are welcome...

[barleygirl]

I love how you use many uncommon expressions relating to birth, yet this doesn't come across as "birth-like" at all . . . but rather as labor pains for those who put in some effort to evolve. The second verse is totally popping with clever & artful wordcrafting, esp: "strained with the stretchmarks of faith" -- which shows off your excellent alliteration, which is never overdone or purposeless. Your word choices are always for meaning & the alliteration being a nice by-product of what you mean to say (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Pete]

it's scary how in sync you and i are. you get it all and i mean all - you don't miss a thing, leaving few if any stones that i've set unturned. as i was telling einstein, every once in a while i like to do a write with $million words to shake things up and get a different depth and feel - the english language has so many words that we rarely use. very much appreciate your thoughtful reviews and friendship here in the cafe ... :)

p.s. we're having a heatwave in old beantown. we got about 3 inches of snow the day before halloween (had to brush off my car and shovel around it) and now we're wearing shorts again with temps in the 70's.

[barleygirl]

I'm whining after 2 frosty mornings decimated my lush autumn garden. I guess I'll be writing more now! Too damn cold to go outside until after noon!

[barleygirl]

But I might add, it's 42* inside, which most people would find intolerable!

[Pete]

another 70 today in shorts. back to 50 reality tomorrow ... :)