Cue for a Spring Clean OR An Existential Road Trip
I suspect
few of us haven't, at some time or another, sat hunched in a chair, chin
in hands, brooding about whatever issues are plaguing us, staring at the carpet
without really seeing it.
Stare
long enough, though, and the inner eye may well focus on more then we ever imagined, taking us on existential road trip ... for better, for worse.
CUE FOR A SPRING CLEAN or AN EXISTENTIAL ROAD TRIP
Flowers
in a field
starting
to grow
where
there was only
a muddy
brown
Winging clouds;
whiter
than whites
of eyes daring
us defy
our worst
fears
Flowers
in a field
starting
to dance
like a
ballet company
for
‘Spartacus’
Winds of
Change
(life-threatening)
and only
carpet flowers
to weep
our graves
Flowers
in a field
of memories,
we slaves
of time found
wanting
in its eyes
A burst of sunlight
(kicking up dust);
cue for spring cleaning
mind-body-spirit
mind-body-spirit
Copyright
R. N. Taber 2010; 2018
[Note: An earlier version of this poem appears under the title 'An Existential Road Trip' in an American poetry magazine CC&D v 284, Scars Publications, June 2018.]
[Note: An earlier version of this poem appears under the title 'An Existential Road Trip' in an American poetry magazine CC&D v 284, Scars Publications, June 2018.]
Labels: depression, existential, human nature, human spirit, imagination, inspiration, life forces, memories, mind-body-spirit, personal space, poetry, positive thinking
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