Image: The baby birds feel safe
with their mother bird (here)
“After last night’s storm the tulip petals are strewn
across the patio where they mortally fluttered.”- Church, Jim Harrison
It's funny! It is not even a cold day
Absence of snow is evident and it
is as warm as the palm on the forehead
The winds lashed at the windows
clattering dancing an angry number
reminiscent of Elvis at his heyday
After last night’s storm the tulip petals
are strewn across the patio where
they mortally fluttered.
It flew a distance from the patch
in the gardens now disheveled
It was an angry night not experienced
in recent times ending
very much like a homeless
sans directions laying still in the alley
Is that how one would wish to be
discovered in the late morning sun
- mortally fluttered just a nameless soul
In a way it has been the case for many
unfortunate enough to be caught
in the cross-fire of confusion
in the past year
Here's hoping remedial circumstances
should show a glimmer of hope
in the ensuing year
We do not fancy facing testing times
coupled with destructive elements
consecutively two years running!
Linda's at d'Verse : Poetics - Songs of Unreason
- to include the line of quotation
Confusion is a good word to describe what we all feel. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteGood analogy! We're all feeling scattered and helpless right now.
ReplyDeleteLove how you used the death of a flower as an extended metaphor...
ReplyDeleteFallen petals amidst the confusion of the last 2 years. I wonder how many nameless souls are out there? You have captured the storms of life.
ReplyDeleteI hope you are well, my friend.
I can only hope for better things in this year! Storms are life's challenges.
ReplyDeleteCovid fatigue is real and we are as a world experiencing it ... scattered is the perfect analogy. Cheers, Hank.
ReplyDeleteThese have been testing times, Hank: well said!
ReplyDeleteScattered and confused fits the state of things perfectly, Hank!
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