We know what we miss
Cold tails swishing in the night
It is a horrible
Fragile state
Shrug our shoulders
Feign a smile
We fool the darkness
All is lost in cruelty and demise
What should have been
We discourage it all
Eat the food
Smile and wave
All we crave for is the dark
Peace and silence
Drop the powder
Drink the liquor
Time passes
Seconds tick
We are here
Always here
We know what we miss.
What a sad poem of loss this is Jae. Christmas gatherings can be quite a bore sometimes and our thoughts are constantly on the comfort of home! (However I expect there are many ways to interpret this poem).
ReplyDeleteNah...no missing of cold tails swishing in the night for this little black ducky:)
ReplyDeleteKnowing what we miss is probably the most fragile state of all. May all your (and our) fragilities turn to strength in the new year. Have a happy one, Jae and Alice!
ReplyDeleteluv this presence "always here"
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gillena Happy New Year
much love...
Those cold tails swishing in the night......what should have been is perhaps our greatest grief in life. At least until we come to appreciate the gifts of today, with its calm and peace. I will seek the wild waves today and think of you, my friend. I hope the ratties are happy.
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