Nothing Ever Stays Looking
by Darryl Price
The same, some things you
Can't explain, most trees
Have felt it go bone dry at the roots before.
I've learned to let love
Go bye bye. You think they don't
Want to answer your pathetic knocks,
But they're constantly
Calling back to you through rocks and soil. Words are the
Last thing I'd use to
Say goodbye. Goodbye.Goodbye.
No one ever stays
The same. Problems come
And go. People scare me. Certain trees you can see
Have recorded a whole
History of suns
And rain, others have
Been scorched by a different
Kind of weather and stand up for emergencies,
Weeping all the day long.
Nothing ever stays
At the beginning.
I'm not forgetting
The lightning rod . Nothing ever stays on fire forever. We
Giggle. We occupy.
We scribble down.
There are branches old
Enough now that they look
Right through you in their presences. Why this should still
Comfort me so deeply I simply
Don't know.I cannot say. God speed you, my friend, always, towards her certain smile again.
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Author's Note
We know we must change. We know that everything is in motion. We'd love to learn to fly with someone we hold dear to us, but that kind of balance has to be born out of trust, and not just want or need. Still even that closeness is no match for the inevitable loss to come. I say let's build a fire or write a song. Others have spoken, we are the fire, we are the song.
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Good piece, DP.
"At the beginning.
I'm not forgetting
The lightning. Nothing ever stays on fire."
I like the line balance.
A beautiful homage to a forest of trees.
Fave*
So much beauty in this.
"Why this should still
Comfort me now I
Don't know." *
Masterfully worded and structured. Gorgeous and tragic imagery, such implication, so much not needed to be said. Lovely.
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"Nothing ever stays//
At the beginning."
"There are some trees old/
Enough that they look/
Right through you in there presence. Why this should still/
Comfort me now I/
Don't know. God speed you."
Would love to steal these things.
Your flights of ideas just work, DP. This is a keeper.*
Makes me want to scribble, mate.
I suspect it's not just about trees.
"Nothing ever stays on fire." Words to live by.