677 : Noah's Emissaries

Sunday Whirl (Wordle #146) presents a list of words

that we must incorporate in a writing piece.  

The words this week are:

balance, edge, alternate, former, open, others,

sense, potential, tiptoed, synergy, bucolic, miss

Noah’s Emissaries

Shipped out into the world

Two by two,

House by house,

Neat and clean, 

A little too much so, if truth be known.

Where others have hidden 

Behind curtains,

Would have tiptoed away,

I would have opened my door 

And shown them in,

We had a synergy, we did:

Game on.

Tell me, I used to ask them,

Do you believe in Zeus?

Or Ra?  Or Shiva?  Or Mother Goose?

Is golf played in heaven?

And what of fairies, elves and trolls??

And what do the placid lions eat?

And is the bread flat or leaven?

Are there raging thunderstorms

And hot and stormy summer nights?

Can I still roast my meat

Or is lunch forever salad rolls?

Do pretty flowers ever die?

Can my Granny see me have a shower?

Are Brussels Sprouts there, as well?

Or are they the exclusive food of Hell?

And do those folk with Alzheimer’s disease

Spend eternity looking for their keys?

I often sensed they were a bit on edge

And tried to hedge their answers too

But these are the questions,

That, on balance, 

I needed them to give me answers to.

Those door to door 

Purveyors of an alternate religion,

With their bucolic visions

Of a sunny and grassy heaven,

With lions beside the lambs,

All sunshine and light,


And young children

Gambolling through 

Fields of flowers—

They don’t visit me any more.

They are former visitors now,

I think my gatepost bears a mark

“Demons live inside this park”

So they don’t visit as before,

Two by two, at my door,

They had such potential

To explore the things 

So distant from

The daily list of 

Hum-drum chores.

I miss them 

Now that they have gone.

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© J Cosmo Newbery 2014

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