Life, Sunny Side Up
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A reader has emailed about yesterday’s poem in so far
as to ask “You have a gay poetry blog so what on earth is a gay poem doing on this
(general) blog. If anyone readers are in the least bit interested, they know
where to look. I enjoy many of your poems, but don’t expect to find gay stuff …"
Well, a poem is a poem is a poem, whatever the content,
and if the reader cares to look closely, he will see that it is not a
gay poem except in the sense that gay folks, like most if not all of us, are
capable of jealousy; it is, after all, a common human trait. A gay man, I choose
to write both general and gay-interest poetry not only for my own pleasure, but
also to remind us all that there is more to any of us than our sexuality; readers
are as welcome to make up their own minds about the poem as they are about the
poet.
Meanwhile …
Today’s poem touched on a theme to which I return to
time and again, the enduring power of love and its related consciousness - ‘live’
or posthumous - offering any mind-body-spirit a safe and happy haven from its
worldly woes.
LIFE, SUNNY SIDE UP
There
is a place I know
where
the sun always shines,
children
playing,
adults
engaging in cheerful chat,
where
all time spent is sheer magic
nor
any Covid-19 to spoil it
There
is a place I know
that
lets human spirits go free
from
troubled minds,
encourages
human hearts to look,
learn,
love, even be happy, no lifting
it
from a favourite storybook
There
is a place I know
that’s
an open secret between
family
and friends,
lovers,
too, accessible to any of us
who
believe in a common humanity,
for
all its common weaknesses
It’s
a place I got to know
during
early years, kept as close
as
hand on heart,
no
need for any rose-tinted glasses
just
a growing sense of live and let live,
a
global shortage of glass houses
So,
what and where, a place
any
loved one can rediscover joy,
this
dream-come-true?
it’s
that home from home intimacy
that
endures just for sharing it with you,
within
and beyond living memory
Where
time invites us to enter its portals,
choose
well, and revisit love’s immortals
Labels: common humanity, happy memories, human nature, human spirit, life forces, love, loved ones, poetry, positive thinking, posthumous consciousness, reconciliation, religion, society
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