Open Poetry #36 |
Transformation |
ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
After, what will I become with walks through cherry orchards? before fruit trees blossomed after a lumberjack was heard hack hack. What will I become? waiting for everyman at the crossroads of anywhere Who will I be? che sera sera truth easy to see hard to apply real social change Someone felt a mild historical touch stayed then departed whatever was started. Whatever will be, the going to happen once was what will I become? the lumberjack knew when the woods were cut. |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Gosh, Martin, this is amazing. I saw so much in this and not only from a societal/political point of view, but moreso spiritual. It can even apply very well to a relationship. The whole of life, really. You took me on a walk in the woods and I let the birdies eat my breadcrumbs! It has been far too long since I have read you. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
"the going to happen once was" Yes, you're right! Enjoyed this questioning poem very much because I think it's something we need to do - we owe it to ourselves. Happy holidays! Helen |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
Martin, I must agree with those before me on this piece. :-) |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
when the woods are all cut and only the stumps are left to show... |
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majnu
since 2002-10-13
Posts 1088SF Bay Area |
Vous ĂȘtes toujours brillant. Celui-ci et l'autre sont excellents ! -majnu |
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