Let It Be
Silent calls
A lonely world
Woven into the air
Despair everywhere
A lonely world
Woven into the air
Despair everywhere
I pull the throw up
Cover my knees
The wind howls
Outside my door
Cover my knees
The wind howls
Outside my door
Snow covers
Pebbles and trees
Transforms landscape
…and me
The world once wild
Now tamed
The roads paved
The grass grows in the yard
While we fertilize it
Cut it
Curious behavior
For which we should repent
Pebbles and trees
Transforms landscape
…and me
The world once wild
Now tamed
The roads paved
The grass grows in the yard
While we fertilize it
Cut it
Curious behavior
For which we should repent
There is no love without freedom
Just let it be
Who it is
And who it should be
Just let it be
Who it is
And who it should be
January 20, 2019
15 comments:
We are human, and we like to keep our hands on the tiller, so to speak. It's hard to keep our hands off, difficult to let things be. (At least it is for me!)
I love natural yards too. I can almost hear the wind howling. Sad that we have "tamed" so much.
We are tamers. Zoo keepers. Birders. Yes concrete jungle creators. we are tamers
Happy Sunday Annell
Much love
Thanks Sherry.
Thanks Gillena, I tried to go to your post, but couldn't.
I like the idea that there is no love without freedom. If a person does not have real freedom in one's relationship, probably it is not real love either.
Amen.
ZQ
I really like this Annell. Their certainly is no love without freedom, nor peace nor joy! Wonderful write! BTW, I really like your art! It is beautiful Annell, and quite fascinating! I create mix media art, based on geometric calculation, desinged in 3D on my computer. The designs are then interpreted with a wide variety of textured fiber rectangles of many proportions, assembled in patterns on a rigid cylindrical substrate. We sell my pieces at regional juried art shows. Used to go nationwide years ago, but too old now. I would truly love to see your work in person. I get the sense it would be visually quite exciting. My wife and I used to go to Santa Fe and Taos when our friend Jane Sauer owned 13 Moons gallery. But Jane sold her gallery, and my health doesn't allow me to travel. Any way, I enjoy your poetry and admire your art!
I linked to this through the sonnet prompt on dVerse, and at first I wasn't sure I was seeing a sonnet, but if Bjorn is right that the essential features are a long preamble of an argument or a perspective followed by a sharp turn, then I think that last stanza completes that brilliantly, a shift from interventions to tolerance, "there is no love without freedom." So very true, and tender. We can cut our grass and order our thangs, but you can't sculpt those love to conform to an image, without destroying the love. This was nice Anelle.
"Snow covers
Pebbles and trees
Transforms landscape
…and me".....This is so beautiful. Love how nature holds us in thrall thereby transforming.
It is always a horror to turn around and look at ourselves and our abuse of this world. Sadly we never learn how to co-exist with the rest Earths inhabitants, humans, animals, seas or vegeation, as we are so intent of destroying them.
this echoes so strongly with me -
"Cut it
Curious behavior
For which we should repent"
Love the image of letting the grass grow...
love in freedom is choosing
not caging.
well put, Annell ~
“There is no love without freedom....” love this phrase😊
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