Sunday, August 03, 2008

The Eternal Optimist

Always suffering:

Playing in the garden of a sinister house
with sinister trees.
Running down a blood wet street
pursued by fear.

Always a violent death:

Knives, machetes, napalm, burning homes,
machine guns; alone
on the deck of a capsizing boat
in uncharted seas.

Always reincarnated.

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8 comments:

Jade said...

a rough nightmare someone repeats each night.

polona said...

sounds anything but optimistic to me... but it's powerful stuff.

Crafty Green Poet said...

jade - you're right there!

polona - thanks, the optimism is in the reincarnation, hoping every time its going to be better...

Stan Ski said...

I guess life can be a gamble, a lottery. Your 'lucky' number has to come up some time - and what a great one it will be, after all those unfortunate experiences.

Greyscale Territory said...

What powerful strife in the life of nights! Fascinating write!

maekitso said...

You have put your finger on the pulse with this one.

tumblewords said...

It's for sure the next ... that gives us hope. Well done!

Beloved Dreamer said...

Life is so uncaring and you have given it a great sadness. Like the great Mandala, we just seem caught in our greatest sins. Wonderful.
How do you do it? Having more then one web site. Great writing.

love, Melanie