I really enjoyed this, Peter. The stanza openings with the declarative sentences are very common complaints you find these days, but where you took each one helps give new dimension and clarity to each of them. Hard not to nod while following along.
Thank you James! I’m glad you enjoyed this one. It’s not my usual kind of poem, for sure, but it rings true and sounds good to me, even if it is missing a certain stubborn hopefulness. Anyway, I am, as ever, grateful for your reading and commenting.
Thank you for sharing these verses.
The smallness of the world floods us.
Cruelty, too.
Misery, too.
Sadness, too.
Surprise, too.
No hands but mine
produce any glow now.
Greatness was given -
yet everything feels
LOW.
Ancient fire
burns on the shards
of this love.
Loss, too.
Happiness, too.
The fire we thought we had
is only a prison
with wings.
We live
in the 21st century.
Loyalty -
to what.
To society?
I really enjoyed this, Peter. The stanza openings with the declarative sentences are very common complaints you find these days, but where you took each one helps give new dimension and clarity to each of them. Hard not to nod while following along.
Thank you James! I’m glad you enjoyed this one. It’s not my usual kind of poem, for sure, but it rings true and sounds good to me, even if it is missing a certain stubborn hopefulness. Anyway, I am, as ever, grateful for your reading and commenting.