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death births life
by Charlie Morgan
lifting morning's fog, the sun squinted
over a scarecrow-cloud resting his chin;
presiding over another day, still tired
from the days before dealing in weather.
winter's door slammed shut on Mid-America
leaving Falfurias, San Luis Ibispo warm.
and pelting snowballs of death on Denver
making God shake sadly His wondering head.
did He do that? allow havoc in icy-ness
and the love of others for others, lost?
or does love come in all shades of death,
life and all the mind-numbing days ahead.
smile, follow the leader, take-in a fish.
a day is over, done, 'til the 2:00 feeding.
12/12/2007 Posted on 12/12/2007
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 12/12/07 at 05:48 PM Birth, death, disease and old age....none of us escapes any of it. The material world, at its worst and finest. Your snapshot here is lovely. |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 12/12/07 at 10:08 PM somethings in life are never meant to be understood, I guess... is all I can think of.. thanks for sharing this reality shot of life... aloha. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/13/07 at 02:28 AM Lively reflection and expression of recent events in Colorado, etc. I like how you've captured the darkness of the event. Not sure I understand the last two lines though. Thanks also Chaz for your comment on my latest. :o) |
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