Thursday, September 26, 2013

when my time comes

when my time comes

these days I rarely
have a prayer to say

but one in my
stumbling way

to whatever
listening gods


when my time comes
let me be as the trees

releasing browning leaves
letting them tumble

gently down

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Goodness. It's been a while. Tonight for dVerse Meeting the Bar, Victoria Slotto has tempted us to write a spicy, erotic, or touchy-subject poem (death, religion, politics, hot-button issues) using metaphor and image to elaborate the point. Of course I chose to write about death, a touchy subject for some people, with a little religion thrown in for good measure.

40 comments:

  1. Hi Nico.. and wonderful to see your here at the bar again.. yes without a religion... it's not a bad thing to be like the tree... love the sparseness of your words still giving a full picture.

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    1. Thanks Bjorn--my time has been very limited the past few weeks, so I'm happy to have been able to participate this week. I think trees have many lessons for us.

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    1. Thanks KB, I'm happy you enjoyed it!

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  3. good to read you again, Nico. Yep, a fun grim bunch are we :) ~M

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    1. Thanks M--I'm not sure what that says about us, that when given the choice to write about sex or death, we chose death. (Actually, you kind of blended a little of both in yours!)

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  4. I love the tree image, Nico. That letting go. For many of us, nature teaches us, weaves her way into our belief systems. This works well.

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    1. Thanks Victoria--my own feeling is that the farther from nature our religion takes us, the farther from the truth it becomes. That letting go is a tough lesson to learn.

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  5. "let me be as a trees" . . . love that.

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    1. Thanks Kathryn, I'm happy you liked it!

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    1. Thanks Mary, I'm glad you liked it!

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  7. To be like the trees... lovely, Nico. You've been missed, by the way!

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    1. Thanks Laurie--I've missed y'all too. I have been writing a little, but no time or energy to post and comment. That's life!

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  8. nice...def a prayer i want to always echo...let me be willing to let go...release the things that i need to...i think there is much we can learn from trees actually....nicely done sir...

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    1. Thanks Brian--funny how we're often looking for some wise sage to give us the way to a better existence, and the teacher we need is standing right there.

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  9. This poem of yours is powerful! and wow!!!

    I like your use of metaphors in this poetic format. :)

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    1. Thanks Charlie, for such a kind comment!

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  10. Aaah, Nico, nice, definitely... I did one about leaves accepting their fall yesterday: http://maryazilberberg.wordpress.com/2013/09/25/launch-down/

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    1. Thanks Marya--I enjoyed your falling leaves poem as well!

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  11. That is beautiful... a prayer from the heart. So well-written.

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    1. Thanks HA, I'm happy you liked it!

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  12. Steady and powerful! Got them digested

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    1. Thanks Murphy for your kind words!

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  13. Hi Nico,

    It's been a while since I've read your work. I like the image of the tree..

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    1. Thanks Truedessa--It's been a good while since I've posted. I'm happy people are still willing to stop in and read.

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  14. It's a nice thought to be like the trees and leaf gently tumbling down...love this!

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    1. Thanks Di--I'm glad you enjoyed it!

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  15. Trees really do just quietly go...
    where I do not know...
    I like the simplicity here and peaceful poem.

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    1. Thanks Sharon--I can do simplicity!

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  16. This is seemingly simple and yet complex. Well done! Glad to see you at the pub.

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    1. Thanks Shanyn, it was really nice to be back!

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  17. Hey Nico-- a very sober but beautiful wish. K.

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    1. Thanks Karin--there are definitely worse ways to go!

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  18. The all pervasive gentleness of Nico whose death will be tumbling leaves in the breeze. Beautiful.
    Don't stay away so long!

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    1. Thanks R.--I'll try to be more faithful!

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    1. Thank you Jane, for your kind words!

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  20. We have to draw ourselves closer to nature and communicate with the lost part of ourselves, Nico i loved this great to read

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    1. Thanks Chris--I'm glad you enjoyed it!

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