Change
sleep
eluded me my mind raced through many thoughts
would
not stop i
am not always aware of where it begins
last
night it began with the idea of change how it can sneak
up on you
the
solider is on watch he is tired drops his head and falls asleep
it
seems the moment he closes his eyes change is there
rearranging
the furniture just when he has gotten it the way he wants it
if
there is one thing humans don't like it is change
and
it is the one thing we can count on i
dare not speak
not
a word for fear more change will come
when
change knocks on your door invite her in your will hear
the tap of the heel of her shoes as she crosses the floor
the hem of her skirt lightly brushes the ground set a place for her
at
your table keep her close
it's
not a big deal really...
the
revolving door of life but it can cause such unhappiness
the
one so easy to love to share all my secrets with my
friend
when
together you find us chirping our arms entwined
lost
in whispers
do
you
see the large
green
worm crawling on
the wall
nearby
does
he overhear our conversation
I
carefully pick him up and set
him on an amber leaf in the garden
your
loss fosters the feeling of
rot in me leaves a large hole in its' place
August
29, 2015
15 comments:
This is wonderful, Annell, inviting change in to sit at the table - that is brave as we do so resist change. I like the idea of hearing change's footsteps crossing the floor, her hem brushing the ground. Wow! And I especially love the fat green worm, and the kindness of moving him to a better spot. He might resist at first, but then likely will see how much nicer his new location is. A lesson for me there, LOL.
This is so moving...I found myself so involved...totally immersed in the experience of your poem. I have such a hard time with change...I didn't realize it really, just kind of sneaks up on me and then suddenly it's a big deal...any way, I love the choice of color in leaf...the amber suggests the changing of seasons and then the loss in the end resonates with the emotion of loss. This poem is brilliant, annell, thank you, so much for sharing it with me...it's timely. ♥
Embracing change is all very good but we all have that nagging doubt whether it is for the better, when so often it isn't. Many of us think that change is forced upon us to make more profit for someone else but benefits us very little...except in medical research and then we find it is man made problems that are making us sick in the first place.
Such an insightful poem Annell - yes change is both inevitable and sometimes irreversible...hearing her cobbles on the stones is truly chilling..a beautiful and powerful poem..
Not only is change a constant, it always entails some level of loss. That might be why we resist it,
Elizabeth
Change challenges our comfy. Sometimes we can keep our heads under the blanket. But eventually it sneaks up on us and draws us out. Your poem is totally absorbing. I always fing your wrap around form very interesting
Have a nice Sunday
Much love...
I love your personification of change and the way you invited her in like a good friend when what I like to do with change is bolt the door and pretend I don't hear the knocking :-( Really great lessons here, Annell!
It is often that sleep eludes us .. as thoughts swim in our head .. the idea of change.. can be both appealing and frightening.. depending upon how we perceive it. Beautifully penned!
Lots of love,
Sanaa
interesting thoughts and images. woderful.
Yes change can defeat us so it is much better to invite her in and embrace her!
Change though inevitable is not always a welcome guest... but we have to bend our heads and accept it.. the sheer weight might change us too..
I love your thoughts on change, and how we might as well listen, rather than refuse. Lovely poem, Annell.
it's not a big deal really...
the revolving door of life
Change is a constant. Many react negatively. But no big deal as it
continues whether one likes it or not. Very true annell, good job!
Hank
Sad truth in the ending, Annell. Strong work!
Well written, the invention of Change is a well crafted sequence.
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