October 19, 2023Poem

I also bought a broom and a bigger watering can…

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I also bought a broom and a bigger watering can…

Another day without phoning Medicare.

It’s a lifestyle thing so who cares…just get it done.

Is there a moment in life

When it is possible to say

“Ah yes, I get it now.”

Does it happen

I guess it must

At least once

The truth of it

The dawning of realisation

The falling away

The breadth of vision

The curtain drawn

Into daylight

When there is clarity

Symmetry

The fresh smell of a spring morning

Just after rain

When the colours are that much brighter

Edges, that much crisper

Every bless-ed nerve alive

To the slightest touch

A gentle wisp of wind

The breath of a lover,

The way the earth tilts away

Before you.

Rolling out,

An unbroken carpet

Alive with prospect,

As if you can step into the vastness of it

Travel forever

Without looking back.

There is no falling

A lightness of being

To be cherished

For its completeness

In that one moment

Until the first fumble

Becomes a tumble.

A jarring jumble

A mish-mash

Of crashing plates

Brought low

By issues of timing

Slippage and spillage

When the loss of “it”

Becomes real enough

To wonder

If it ever was.

With no way back

And little left to go to

When coming from

Is harder to escape

Than it ever was

To believe you ever

Got “it”

In the first place.