by Darryl Price
a war forever seems so sadly stupid, pretty petty on our perky part in the ongoing play,
a terrible loosed thing to have to always
keep holding up our hostage hands to--
at least when being compared to say these sweet,
welcoming, waving branches comfortably surrounding
us here on the veranda, all brightly plunging over top of
every potential conversation we're
starting with their newly polished fingernails
snapping in the winds like gorgeous plastic pom-poms, eager
in their green clean uniforms to catch our
shortest attention span and praise for a set
together movement in this slightly bruised bowl of newly
fabricated air; I mean as if only moments ago made
into a song by me and my carnival mindset out of the rare moment and
its close proximity to the stones at
your simple feet-- placed in the softly pouting rain,the robust
embossed faces of an ancient looking tan
Italian climbing street-- wherever
you may twist or blow, awaiting the sun's
next color to paint you towards the next line
of a fine border's adventuresome viewpoint--one
of white foam-capped water, its floating necklace
of tied and tethered boats. Oh how I admire
it all! How it seems to fit perfectly around your
one long neck. No one else wears it as well, if
at all. But that's just one of your many
gifts sailing back on its own light to the giddy trees I suppose.
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Part of the 24project, thanks to David and Sophie.
What I'm trying to point out here is the fact that yes we live in a violent enviroment with maddening loveliness still blooming all around us. We have to make peace with this notion. I do it through noticing. I put things together that show another way of looking at the exact same picture. It's just to say that I think, I hope, I pray we are capable of so much more. If everything is on the table let's make a pact to make better choices together. It might make us both smile a lot more often than we do.
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Fascinating. I with you from the first line. "War forever seems so sadly stupid." *
That should have read "I'm with you . . ."
I'm with you, too.*
"I admire / it."
Lovely flow.
spring time is peace time.
"its floating necklace / of tied and tethered boats"
Nice.