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High Five May 18, 2014

Filed under: humor,inspiration,life — peachyteachy @ 8:24 pm

 

I just noticed that, in my list of categories, humor, inspiration, and life live next door to each other. And I didn’t even plan it that way.  If I used the category “Horrible Shit,” that would closely precede them all, and wisely so.

There is this lovely handful of folks who may have noticed that I have not posted much lately. There’s no big story, really, or at least not one that you couldn’t have predicted.  Work overwhelms; the task of achieving enough-ness becomes more and more detailed and detached from where my heart dwells in the world of education.  It is a comedy of errors, with emphasis on the errors.

Sun has finally returned, and green in all its crazy variety, and soon Caprese salad will take its rightful place in my priorities. My gratitude for this is beyond overwhelming.

A certain reign of terror will also ride off into the sunset.  For this, I am also grateful.  It was worth it, only because of the people who joined me and walked it with me.  Horrible shit is like that, rife with blessings.

And sometimes, it is a song that becomes friend, and pulls you back from the edge.

 

Sometimes, a poem.

Thanks

by

Image of lake

Listen
with the night falling we are saying thank you
we are stopping on the bridges to bow for the railings
we are running out of the glass rooms
with our mouths full of food to look at the sky
and say thank you
we are standing by the water looking out
in different directions.

 

back from a series of hospitals back from a mugging
after funerals we are saying thank you
after the news of the dead
whether or not we knew them we are saying thank you
looking up from tables we are saying thank you
in a culture up to its chin in shame
living in the stench it has chosen we are saying thank you
over telephones we are saying thank you
in doorways and in the backs of cars and in elevators
remembering wars and the police at the back door
and the beatings on stairs we are saying thank you
in the banks that use us we are saying thank you
with the crooks in office with the rich and fashionable
unchanged we go on saying thank you thank you

with the animals dying around us
our lost feelings we are saying thank you
with the forests falling faster than the minutes
of our lives we are saying thank you
with the words going out like cells of a brain
with the cities growing over us like the earth
we are saying thank you faster and faster
with nobody listening we are saying thank you
we are saying thank you and waving
dark though it is

 

 

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2 Responses to “High Five”

  1. rossmurray1 Says:

    That’s a rich, sad, beautiful poem. Thank you. (No irony meant.)


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