Sunday Whirl (Wordle #138) presents a list of words
that we must incorporate in a writing piece.
The words this week are:
prison, cloak, become, lens, goods, cash,
pursuit, skirt, cruel, wild, Venus, beloved
A Life in the Day
We emerge
From a prison
Of sorts,
A safe house
Some say,
Into the light,
Into a world
That is harsh,
Wild even,
Wildly uneven,
Sometimes comforting
Often cruel,
And frequently unfair.
What we do,
What we become,
In our pursuit
Of purpose,
How we skirt,
—Or not,
Disasters
And the vagaries
Of our fate
Is as unpredictable
As the landing
Of a falling leaf.
Our life when viewed
Is through a lens
But darkly so.
Venus,
The Morning Star,
The Evening Star,
The goddess of love,
Is with us
All the way.
Who will be
Our ‘beloved’?
And who us for them?
And for how long?
And why?
If we follow
The approved
Pathway
We will worship
Cash
And accumulate
Goods.
But of what value
Are these things?
The day
Of our life,
The small flicker
In the fabric of time
Will, like the sun,
Rise,
Peak,
And decline,
Until the night,
Like a cloak,
Is laid upon us.
We must use the time
Wisely.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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Amen to that last sentiment. Good wordling!
ReplyDeleteI like it, well done.
ReplyDeleteI think you have just explained the meaning of life..and here was i thinking it was 42!
ReplyDeleteLove this, strong and beautiful, with so many layers.
ReplyDeletevery nicely done
ReplyDeleteOur wordles will be as different as where a leaf falls. Amen.
ReplyDelete"unpredictable as the falling of a leaf" .... "the small flicker in the fabric of time" ... OH MY! this poem is now one of my favorites in a stellar body of work... these images, this languages could have been penned by Venus herself. A work about and threaded throughout with a love and mastery of language so shimmering that it soars into wisdom and beauty :)
ReplyDeleteI agree, J Cosmo. It's what we do with our time that defines a life.
ReplyDeleteExcellent!
ReplyDeleteSo little of it, we must use the time wisely.
ReplyDeleteNobody knows better than us, what? where? when? - just we need be true to ourselves...and 'use time wisely'.
ReplyDeleteWisdom is a rare thing.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully composed, deeply satisfying, and the ending is an exhaled breath. Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Great piece. And, very wise.
ReplyDeleteWhat value, indeed, J.C. And time used wisely. Yes.
ReplyDeletePeace and joy.
How profound, true and so easily ignored are your words. Mankind didn't advance far when such thoughts were important, but now the chink of coins and the riffle of notes is our goal as we sink further into the mire. Christmas is of course a time when we lie to ourselves as we waste money, forget the season and it's meaning and try to make our families happy with waste. Others meanwhile nod with satisfaction.
ReplyDeleteGreat philosophising!
ReplyDeleteThrough a glass darkly is apt ! Visibility for some is darker than others.
ReplyDeleteWisdom tucked in every line. So often the shiny things capture our attention and hold us tight. Loved this! I don't think anyone crafts a finer poem from a list of disjointed words than you, J Cosmo.
ReplyDeleteThe unpredictable skirting of life's events describes my journey well!
ReplyDeleteWhirling Ashes
J Cosmo, this is so thoughtful and beautiful. One of my absolute favs of yours.
ReplyDeleteThis is phenomenal.
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