we are not rooted

 

we are not rooted

a strong wind topples us 

 

we are   ultimately   alone

what connects us

our emotions   our relationships 

hold us together

 

until the storm comes ~ 

but you know that

 

~

 

yet   there is something binding

penelope and odysseus

 

dorothy and the tin man

zoey and samuel

unseen tendrils   gluons   dark matter 

psychic dots and dashes 

 

someone is there to pick us up   

if the damage is not too great

 

~

 

not always

not the castaway 

 

not the motherless child

not you

who hurts

in a way that defies words

 

i will sit by your bed

i will hold your hand   but alone is alone

 

~

 

the grace that saves

and the tragedy

 

is that it ends

i will let go   i will have no choice

you will let go   

you will have no choice

 

then there is eternity

or   as i think of it   a second chance

 

 

 

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Written on 2021-04-05 at 20:00

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Editorial Team The PoetBay support member heart!
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2021-05-03


1LFD
It is in the deepest moments of despair, that aloneness howls its saddest call
2021-04-07



Yes, this is very effective, otp. We had forgotten how much we enjoy the shapes of your poems. And the content here is very engaging. Worth re-reading indeedy :>)
2021-04-06


Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
Very poignant.

Some people are married to a single land, while others are the flirtatious types, always in motion. Yet, ultimately, we're all alone.

Deeply touching!
2021-04-06


Ann Wood The PoetBay support member heart!
Sad, but beautiful poem, and so true, say it. Well done, Jim, I love it.
2021-04-06


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I love reading your work. It sooths a torrid mind. And I really like the reference to dark matter.
2021-04-06



I like the form that has found you here, or that you have found for the poem. I shall have to read this through again, more slowly, more receptively.
2021-04-06