Behind the singing blonde angel who fed me.
She pointed “that way” to the pathway set before the trees.
Yes beautiful and green this holding seems to be
I wearily took my hat before lingering.
A pink Dogwood appeared way in the distance.
But audibly there were no sounds and no resistance.
No birds, no spiders, no bugs, nor anything living,
Other than trees and greenery and grass and mossy stepping stones.
So my question was, “what’s going on here? Am I now living without any friends?”
What of this lesson set before me, oh God, I give up before I enter in.
For you have me on a path all alone in a beautiful jungle without a snake
And what shall I do without even a slew to give the questions that must be answered
And lingering for “how long” is beyond anything reasonable
But, if you want me to enter in, then shall I enter
The limbs bare of leaves and foliage
No laughter from children nor tears or crying
Silence and peaceful so it appears
But, lord, the clanging of voices are now gone, disappeared
All the ways that I thought were for the best
Now seem unimportant and somewhat depressed
The world of news, wars, fighting and human distress
Now are gone in this jungle of mistrust
Lord, how do I get out of here?
This isn’t a place for me to endure
Nice as it may seem to have such a place of demure
Thankful that I see before it’s too late
The best place for me to be
Is in this world of terrible whines and mess
And people who are hungry and angry for
Your place of silence without any bugs
To tell you that I enjoyed the quietness
Is a lie of utter intellectual defiance
And the place of peace and humanity
Is in the thickets and meandering trees
Holding a hand torn from the fight
Blessing a bird caught in the winters night
Saying I’m sorry for the things I’ve done
Hugging you until the sun is done
Singing a song until the moon sets
Holding an orphan that must be lost
Bringing home a cat or dog
Loving the lost without cause
Saying well done when the curtain sets
Not traveling a road lost of human threats
Please God hear my prayers prayers
Bless me and others beyond the stars
Bring us home to rest in love
And keep us from pathways of forlorn
Bring us to peace and love for each other
2 thoughts on “Poem (part two of poem one on 12.29.17)”
I was really touched by your words – you hit the heart of the matter on a number of fronts, but lyrically and beautifully and with very lush forested language – One can fall back into another world in this piece and while it’s a little scary still feel safe. I will read it again and enjoy it more I’m sure.
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Awe thank you so much for your wonderful comments. I wrote this following a second poem yesterday about death. I had a temperature and flu.
So many thanks. I’m glad you got it and was with me.
Love ❤️ to you