Indelible

I wrote this in the mind’s eye
whilst driving in my car,
chasing clouds of incomplete
so close and yet, so far;
and as the wheels kept spinning
from beginning, to the now
I thought awhile and pondered
both of the why and how;

That life is all of mystery,
like how a wave seeks out the shore,
instinctive knows it’s resting place,
and never asks for more;
whilst we, with all our breathing
slip diminished through each day,
offering no angles to the wind
just liquid cast as clay;

For we are of suits and citadels,
clothed mostly in disguise,
whilst other creatures know this earth,
share its secrets without guise;
and never seek the vanished light,
false fortune, praise or fame,
or leave an unforgiving scar
to show the way they came.

And when the snow has covered,
fresh things will sniff the air,
and buds will bloom, great mountains
rise and plan each day’s affair;
whilst in the further reaches
the unknown sleeps unknown
and only by our little death
may it be ever known.

 

6 comments

  1. Douglas,

    I replied to your poem, which I love, and then stopped to add a quote from it to Bon Mots II.

    Somewhere in that process, my reply was lost. There are so many quotable lines that touch
    heart and soul, such as:

    “chasing clouds of incomplete
    so close and yet, so far” ( I think it might be my favorite, but each one seems to be that )

    “instinctive knows it’s resting place,
    and never asks for more” ( maybe the wisest of all )

    “whilst we, with all our breathing
    slip diminished through each day,
    offering no angles to the wind
    just liquid cast as clay;” (so true that I flinch!)

    but this one :

    “For we are of suits and citadels,
    clothed mostly in disguise”

    is the truest of the true and so I chose it for Bon Mots II

    I love the last stanza as it reaffirms the cycle even as it recognizes
    the temporary nature of ‘suits and citadels’.

    A new favorite from your pen…and then I think that everything you write
    is a favorite.

    Sarah

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  2. Douglas,
    Your lines, the rhymes, the thought-provoking images, almost-hidden meanings drew me there more times than I intended. I will go back in wonder and wonder: “clouds of incomplete”, “wave seeks out the shore,” and ” liquid cast as clay.” Thank you for giving me something to ponder.
    ptc

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  3. Hi Douglaus

    an exceptionally beautiful and significant poem!! I can really feel the reflective intensity of this piece. These lines, for me, resonate so deeply

    For we are of suits and citadels,
    clothed mostly in disguise,
    whilst other creatures know this earth,
    share its secrets without guise;
    and never seek the vanished light,
    false fortune, praise or fame,
    or leave an unforgiving scar
    to show the way they came

    We as humans try to manipulate the earth to our advantage rather than let it teach us about its natural wisdom, healing and cycles of seasons among other things. From start to finish, this echoes with a deep and profound voice. One that needs to be heard!

    thank you for this!
    very moving,
    Wendy

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  4. Such wonderful lines:

    “For we are of suits and citadels,
    clothed mostly in disguise,
    whilst other creatures know this earth,
    share its secrets without guise;
    and never seek the vanished light,
    false fortune, praise or fame,
    or leave an unforgiving scar
    to show the way they came”

    Much enjoyed,
    Kerri

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