For those who come looking for something new, I apologize for the long absence. I have been working on some new stuff and have been buried in the process. But just to make sure you now I am still up and about, here is a poem that I recently wrote. As it tells, I am in a pretty down mood about the state of the world. Love to have your comments.
No Tears Left
As I walked, I saw a tree cry.
A maple waking up, I thought.
No, it was a great oak’s sadness.
I passed by a rock, wet with some
Flowing water. Was the Bible
Coming alive before my eyes?
I walked under another tree,
And felt some raindrops on my head,
But no dark clouds were in plain sight.
A flock of sparrows filled its branches,
Their sad eyes sodden and bleary.
Just beyond, I saw a squirrel
Dry its eyes with its bushy tail.
The sidewalk split; a stream emerged.
As I crossed it, a voice asked,
Why was I not crying, too?
I have no tears left, I thought.
It doesn’t have to be this way.
One Reply to “Another Poem”
Thank you for this John. Like the Oncler, you speak for the trees, and give words to the squirrels and the squirrels. More please!