If you thought you traveled
alone
dragging your load
as you do
across the deserts of your
stolen dreams
tossed about wantonly by
furious winds and
ingratiating high tides
then you can't have seen the magic that has awaited you
day after enchanting day
in the powdered concrete that glistens
even beneath overcast skies
and upon which you walk
mind and body apart
or heard the dragon's contented roar
escaping from hurrying cars
that grate and grind past you
or touched the slender waxy tubes
of the fuschia
that have at last fallen to the ground
after their week-long fanfare
Nor would you have tasted
the slow release of saliva
sweet in its anticipation
of the marshmallow that will crown the
frothy hot mocha you order every morning
or felt the feathery caress of the breath of
ten thousand angels
assigned by Heaven
to be your constant company
and heard them adoringly whisper
again and again and again:
again and again and again:
You are loved
TB-Reminds me of a recent aphorism I wrote: "Love is everywhere you let it in." People get all locked up in themselves, in the cramped cell of their minds, where they feel alienated and alone. But if they turn their senses toward the world and all it has to offer, all the things you mention in your poem and a million things more, they will never lose contact with the endless richness and wonder of existence.
ReplyDelete"The world is so full of a number of things,
I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings."
'the endless richness and wonder of existence' - oh, true indeed, np!
ReplyDeleteWe create our own prisons and forget that we hold the key - the simple act of being present to everything around and within us!
Thanks for this rich comment :)
TBT, it's a splendid poem; "across the deserts of your stolen dreams", an amazing metaphor.
ReplyDelete"or felt the feathery caress of the breath of
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assigned by Heaven
to be your constant company
and heard them adoringly whisper
again and again and again:
You are loved."
Beautiful!
@ Ana Big thanks to you Ana. Comments such as yours are so very encouraging!
ReplyDelete@ K Fields Thanks so much to you KF. It's true that when you write from a place where you've been touched, others are sure to feel it too :)
ReplyDeleteI simply love this one :D ...'you are loved' is the warmth I want to always carry around with me :) Perfect picture, too! Thanks!
ReplyDelete@ sb So pleased you enjoyed this poem sb. Yes, me too...and so I try to remind myself often and tune in to the angels :)
ReplyDeleteI love reading poetry like this. I love how this isn't superficial. Did you intentionally make the first stanza look like interlocked hands? It looks that way and if so I commend you.
ReplyDelete@ shutter Wish I could take credit for the *interlocking hands* but it wasn't intentional so I can't :). The placing of words is deliberate though, expressing the significance or isolation or togetherness of an idea...
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