Jan 24 2008
In the clouds - Please help me title this…
These words pertain to all of us. Even if you don’t read poetry, try to read this, even my non poet husband who usually reads or hears my poems read and responds, “What???” understood this poem immediately. It is very non-poetic, so to speak.
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Her bare arms
absorbed sunlight
sandaled feet
strolled a silent path
along unused asphalt
breathing slowed
to match turned pages
as she attempted to make
sense of coroner’s reports
and failed.
It was a sudden thunderstorm
rushing to overtake blue sky
that brought clarity,
Death often approaches with stealth
to capture the unwary,
it rarely makes a difference
why or how.
Just as clouds drop rain,
we drop tears,
both will be absorbed
by nature,
be it human or otherwise.
MeeAugraphie
01/24/08
Dedicated to C, a poet, who will be going through this sooner than later….
The vision of clouds absorbing our tears and releasing them as rain originally came to me when writing a short post for Memorial Day last year. It was such a strong visual for me that I immediately wrote a poem, Life Tears, that lead almost immediately to a new blog, Cloud Hugs, that will, in the future, be where my focus will go. For now it has just languished in a plain wrapper without the poem that will drive it. I have great intentions for it, but then all my intentions are great… but……….. and another but…. I have gotten better with follow through, though I still suck at it as all who have tagged me for things know so well! Who knows, I may just pull it off this summer when work ends for several months.
Let me foresee the future: Our house will sell to someone who will love it and Leon will earn enough money (and I will help) to pay to have the blog designed - and I, who have changed walls on houses as much as some of y’all change clothes for a date, will actually decide on a design for it. (Stop laughing you who really know me!) I will take the twenty or thirty ideas for what to DO WITH THE BLOG, tumble them around a bit more, and actually make a decision on which has the best chance to succeed. And… I will actually get it going. What a novel idea… No, wait, I have a novel in the works already, and it is not about clouds… a few tears maybe, but not cloud hugs. (See how easily I get sidetracked?) I will get my much wanted waterproof camera and our RV and get awesome photos of clouds between Florida and Washington — and post them for your enjoyment, like I used to on my “In the Clouds” posts. You know what, I can’t wait that long to publish this poem, I mean, I actually EDITED it again this morning after I wrote the one above… and we all know I edit little. This is a poem with a message. Forget about titling the poem above, just read this poem (trust me it is not all syrupy) and know why clouds are really in the sky and what a difference you can make!.. they are there for our anguish to make a difference.. (Note to Leon: next time you run an errand, you better take me with you, left alone, my words just multiply and rush onto my blog…..) Oops, he is already back…. I was supposed to be dressed and ready…. Will I ever change?
