all around them?
i can
sometimes this is all
i can feel
the loss of another day another
second slipping
its hand around my throat
lines forming-
cycles circles-
clocks
ticking.
oblivious
of the meaning
birth
school work
death birth
school work
death
friends & family
negation
congregation
as we awaken &
question:
entropy
just above my eyes
atrophying compassion
apathy as an offering
god
i can see it
fading
i focus on it
closing
i beg the bleak question
of mortality
i search the books
i read to my children
which so brilliantly
brought it to my attention
in the sheer enjoyment
& endless
carefree abandon
written on their
fresh faces
the secret is there
in simple amazement
Do we stop playing when we grow old,
or only grow old when we stop playing?
Subtle thoughts
ReplyDeletewithout easy answers,
but well expressed in the lines
that fall across this page.
Thank you for reading
ReplyDeleteThe older I get how much more I feel the cycle of life of birth, school,work,death. I would like to think we never stop playing no matter how old we get. Beautiful poem
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ReplyDeleteyesterday leaving the theater with my children (the hunger games, second viewing, first viewing with my fiance's children, how i cried no less) my son and i danced and strutted down the hall toward the exit and then into McDonald's and then out of McDonald's. how these simple moments teach me what delight is possible when we shed our fear of others. it will remain one of my best memories ever, to engage in such playful joy aside the pain of violence we witnessed.
ReplyDeletecan they see the threads fraying? if they don't, they are not looking, but inside of the loss of every damn thing, alongside the grief, is the joy too.)
xo
erin
(if they don't see then they purposely avert their eyes...)
ReplyDeleteGrief & joy make strange companions but walk hand in hand I guess.
I haven't seen the film yet. I did read the books. My wife actually bought them for me as an x-mas present. I was a little skeptical, but soon I was swept away by the story and had finished the whole trilogy in a little over a week or so(abandoning all household chores, and multi-slacking on the job).
thanks:)