Sunday, May 13, 2018

LIFE IS SIMPLE/The Sunday Whirl -- Poets United Poets Pantry


Life is simple
Or so she said
The days like beads
On a string
Polished to a sheen

Life is a game
Children play best
Many grown ups 
Have forgotten
How to play
No time for recess

Life is a worn shirt
She mends the seam
Ticks off the list
Of things to be done 
That day

Life is the sound you hear
When walking in tall grass
The diamond-back rattles his tail
Still you continue unafraid

Life is the main beam 
In the barn 
The roofline sags
Like the back of the
Old horse in the field
Fasten the gate behind you

You say, life isn’t so simple
For everyone
You went for waffles
After the prom
Beaten by police
Your face on TV
Much of life depends 
On your race

May 13, 2018


Mary said...

You're is not simple for everyone. I just watched that video you referred to this morning. There is much injustice in this country, and it just is NOT right. Where is the outrage!!

Thotpurge said...

Much of life depends
On your race... that is sadly true..where you are born and as what still seems to matter and determines the trajectory of your life.. when will this change!

brudberg said...

Some things in life are simple... like being beaten... that we wish wouldn't be there... some things that are hard should really be simple, like not being beaten.

gillena cox said...

Aha! Life: complete with its kindness and injustices. Pack a punch this one

Happy you dropped by my Sunday Standard today Annell


Samyuktha Jayaprakash said...

I love the structure , flow and turn the poem took... it was unexpected but very true.

Sherry Marr said...

Interesting reflections in this poem. I especially like the roofline of the barn, sagging like the old horse's back. Very cool.

ayala said...

So much in life depends on so many things...race...religion...luck....

R.K. Garon said...

That was poetically amazing.

kaykuala said...

Your face on TV
Much of life depends
On your race

You brought reality rightly smack in the face in your close. Very incisive annell!


Old Egg said...

Isn't it amazing that a nation once the envy of so many is no better than many other bigoted nations of the world, who need classes of people to demean whether it be colour of skin, religious preference or language they speak that offends them. Worse still is hating a political party and its followers for just a difference of opinion. Sadly no country now is exempt.

Wendy Bourke said...

An impactful and important piece. The close is achingly sad - but true.

Vivian Zems said...

'...Your face on Tv Much of life depends On your race...'This is sadly so true in so many countries. I think America's case is more overt.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Yes, I'm sure life is all those things. The last verse was a shocker – and unfortunately that situation is not unknown in Australia either, though perhaps more hidden.

dsnake1 said...

and then the last lines jolt us back to remind us that life is not so simple now... :(

Sanaa Rizvi said...

"Life is the sound you hear when walking in tall grass"...this is gorgeous!💜

humbird said...

The last line like returning to reality, but who is in control? it's all up to us...

Loredana Donovan said...

So true, adults sometimes forget how to play ~ we should be more carefree like children.

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