Sunday, May 31, 2015

784 - Detachment

Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week were: misery, privilege & stale.
A cheery bunch, but here goes:

Dedicated to Smokin' Joe

Men of privilege laugh and joke
About their balance sheet,
Inflicting misery onto those
They hope to never meet.

Far below, in the poorer parts,
Life is far from merry:
They’re born, 
They work, 
They struggle on,
Until, finally, they bury.

They hear the laughter from the hill,
It adds to their despair.
While the stale smell of good cigars 
Hangs heavy in the air.
© J Cosmo Newbery 2015

Thursday, May 28, 2015

783 - Vacant

I went back again.
They said it was a mistake.
I understand now.
© J Cosmo Newbery 2015

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

782 - You Never Know

Photo from Nepal by Samantha Chin.

You Never Know

You never know the prints you leave
Or even if the snows will grieve
When time and times erase
Your clear but superficial trace.
When we can no longer perceive
That certain presence you would weave
Only then will we believe
But hope still lives in that empty space—
You never know.

We harbor the hope that we can retrieve
That sense of life, that joie de vivre.
An enticing thought we can’t erase
And draw comfort from its warm embrace;
Maybe simple, maybe naïve.
You never know.
© J Cosmo Newbery 2015