Tuesday, May 10, 2011

beguiling time

time beguiles, I give in to it
the tiny birds sit on my hand
chirpy faces stare at me
I can't confront 
what I don't comprehend
two difference life forces
merge into each other

"when did I turn to stone?"

20 comments:

Tess Kincaid said...

Time, we all must give in.

ayala said...

Sometimes we turn to stone because of the cards dealt our way!

dustus said...

Great question at the end, tying into my favorite lines "I can't confront
what I don't comprehend." You express a contemplative, perhaps unanswerable, search very well.

Brian Miller said...

in a false sense to protect ourselves maybe...

Timoteo said...

Very nice. And if you turn to stone, you know what the birds will use you for...

Jingle said...

cute magpie,

keep wondering, bless you.

Mystic Margarita said...

Succinct, but with so many layers of meaning. Beautiful.

Radhika said...

So meaningful and rich.

marousia said...

Gorgeous - so succint

Eric 'Bubba' Alder said...

Nice One Shot, Gautami... solid as a rock! :)

Beachanny said...

I wonder if St. Francis had to confront what he didn't understand; or if he understood what others couldn't comprehend. I always thought of him like Van Gogh with special talents to whisper to horse and speak to the birds. His abilities however probably have turned to stone as Van Goghs have dried on canvas. Never in either case, to be duplicated. Interesting piece. Thank you. Gay

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Margaret said...

Intriging.

Jerry said...

When? I know not, so I must continue moving before I become a stationary masonary. Nice/ Should "difference" read "different"? Just wondering.

Jinksy said...

A mystical take on an unusual prompt

Helena said...

Time stops for no one...

Claudia said...

some life's going on while other things die...

James Rainsford said...

A great economy of language and very expressive.

Margaret Pangert said...

Lovely poem, Gautami! I like how the narrator begins complacent in his situation and then challenges himself more and more: how can two unlike beings merge, and finally "When did I turn to stone?" Good progression, good points. Love

Kavita said...

So often we choose to ignore what we don't understand.. I think you have brought that tendency very beautifully here, Gautami...