"This Modern Life or 'Maybe Not'"
I am not sure where this poem came from. I posted it to my LJ on February 16, 2006, which has a certain numerical continuity. This is a second version of that poem, where I removed a few pastoral bits from the middle and changed the line "Who are we to doubt God" to "Who are we but to doubt God" since the line was meant to reflect the weird contradiction of modern life, while the original makes it feel out of place preachy. A few other lines were tweaked for rhythm. I find myself really liking this poem, that came out of nowhere.
We are like clockwork inside, only maybe not in the
We are the modern world, the forgotten word,
Only maybe not
Just like that.
We are never free from love, though we
That it might be that we could be,
When summer sunsets grown old, senile
And blighted by the taking of too much
We are simple things, and who are we but to
Doubt God, the sound above?
We are the spider, it the fly.
We try heroic capture in our web.
So loud it beats its wing.
Tearing and fraying
Our dew covered monuments.
We are never free from talking too much, even when
We bubblegrumble little hisses and warm with
Small and white and
Deep, full of quite the tiniest little
bits of fluff,
We name ourselves Hope, grandiose, Pandora's
Or even Esteem,
Even occasionally, long postponed until that
long autumn night,
With our feet: Grass and sand and miles unwalked.
We wait, and call it living. We die, and call
We say the most cliched things.
We never grow old,
We stay young forever, you and I and them. We just
Grey and wrinkled, slowing down.
Shrinking. Bleeding out, and sweating,
unaccustomed to the heat.
We are never free from love. From longing We are chastised,
Lectures about something trivial. We whisper something
Trivial. We lost something
Trivial. On a cool, autumn night, damn near the dawn of
Quiet as a blink, sliding down
To the riverside...
(We are never free from lust, from longing, from knowing,
Watching the world spin round.
This poem written by W. Doug Bolden.
"The hidden is greater than the seen."