Wednesday, January 28, 2015

a cheer to joy


in these days of disquiet
i’d walk barefoot on jagged stones
to distract from pain throbbing
in my heart and in my head,
the tumult

if i could i’d sing a song
with words for all to hear
of how things could be better,
if only we would try

sing of how tender the touch of a child
being nurtured on mother’s breast or
a hand upon the shoulder of a son
by a father’s caress

sing of the gentleness of breath when
love comes and kisses your cheek
and feeling soft warm skin
pressed against your chin

i would dance so that you’d turn
your sight away from the sadness
you’ve witnessed and raise a glass
of wine to cheer of joys that
still can be

for if i don’t sing and dance, i
too will be thrown into a den
of distraught and disquiet and
all would  wallow in the mire
 

7 comments:

  1. push the good spirit into the world all you can!

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  2. This is really one of my favourite of your poems. It is so sincere and caring.

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  3. Doing anything possible to keep yourself happy is a key fact of living, but sometimes there are moments where the solemnity can favor the bold.

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  4. Music is the language of the soul. It is such a therapeutic gift. Beautiful!

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  5. Your poem is the perfect antidote to mine today, my friend. Keep reminding us of all the good loving things in this old world, for they are everywhere!!!!!!

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  6. Too distract oneself from emotional pain is common, and not easy. you convey this well.
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  7. A very moving poem - a reaching out and trying to grasp someone's hand - a poem that expresses a love very endearing. Lovely.

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