I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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4 November 2016

Being Here Now

There are two new gardenia blooms in my garden.
America prepares to vote for a new President.
In Syria they are breaking eggs to make an omelette.
Dandelions and clover appear on my lawn.

America prepares to vote for a new President
while the rest of the world collectively shudders.
Then each country turns back to its own problems.

In Syria they are breaking eggs to make an omelette.
I mean of course that we are, noble saviours.
And the children there? Can’t be helped!

Dandelions and clover appear on my lawn.
Their bright, dancing faces delight; but I must mow.
I see no bees this year, despite the scent of gardenias.


















Linking to the Tuesday Platform for 8 Nov. 2016 at 'imaginary garden with real toads'.

11 comments:

  1. Difficult times, but we have to keep hole shining bright. Even when at times it seems hopeless as we.'re watching the first election results. Too close for comfort!

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  2. Good take on the current political scenario.

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  3. I so enjoy the form you have employed here, Rosemary. The repeating lines remind us how life and history are cycles often repeated.

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  4. Those bees are certainly disappearing... difficult times are with us indeed.
    Kind regards
    Anna :o]

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  5. A clear eyed, sad view. The repeating lines - the use of two - and finally the beginning of the end. Strong poem

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  6. This poem really resonates, Rosemary. Sometimes being in the moment is the best we can do.

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  7. Oh this is such a powerful and timely write!

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  8. Life seems to continue happening as it normally does, then we look again... and find out that we are wrong.

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  9. Bad things far and near that are beyond our control. Only the ones near affect our wellbeing.
    We are also having a bee shortage. Might they become extinct?
    ..

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  10. The world seems to spin on tragedy while seasons sprinkle a bit of normal over our grass.

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