The coast is clear


The coast is clear,
but the simple man knows
that the earth is about to ripple
from the inside out
and become a gigantic heap
of rubble.
 
Might as well bask in the sun
warming his bones
while he can.
Nothing to gain by putting it off.
 
In the throes of ecstasy
he peels off his clothes,
gets down on his knees,
and gives thanks,
despite the tumult to come.

 

Poem © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
More Sunday’s Whirligig #142
   
More Poetry Pantry #383 at Poets United

Posted on December 17, 2017, in poetry, Poetry Pantry, Poets United, Sunday's Whirligig and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 22 Comments.

    • magicalmysticalteacher

      I changed one word in the conclusion. See if it reads better now, please. Thanks!

      On Sun, Dec 17, 2017 at 1:36 AM, Magical Mystical Teacher wrote:

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  1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade

    i echo Sanaa – why the thanks? It’s a powerfully written scenario until that puzzling conclusion.

  2. Nature’s way… loved it.

  3. Love the descriptive in the first stanza.

  4. “The earth is about to ripple from the inside out.” I read this as a cautionary statement, and I believe it to be true.

  5. Yes, my friend – whatever comes… so much to be grateful for and it’s that spirit that might just keep the show on the road that little bit longer!

  6. I love how the title feeds into what I’m envisioning.

    “Rubble” indeed.

  7. This is just how it feels right now, waiting for the certain ripples to come, more tumult, and remembering to be grateful for what is, now, while there is still much to be grateful for. I am certainly looking forward to a better 2018 than 2017. We live in hope.

  8. This reads as a vision/dream of future events it is plausible and I think I’ve seen such a scene. Giving thanks in hopes one will be spared from the turbulence yet to come.

  9. Wonderful… and true–for the wise soul knows to be grateful for the blessing (wee or huge), even if tomorrow will take everything.

  10. There is a sense of defeat in having to give up and enjoy the ride, but maybe that’s all the choice we have.

  11. There is solace and renewal of hope in waiting for what is to come and being thankful for what we have at present 🙂 Beautifully executed.

  12. All these end of times poems. Even with the re-write, I still ask why? there is no hope in this poem but I can see it as an inevitable end of the world, not with a bang but a ripple.

    • magicalmysticalteacher

      Does every poem have to end in a note of hope?

      On Sun, Dec 17, 2017 at 1:04 PM, Magical Mystical Teacher wrote:

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  13. As he kneels to welcome her…

    Interesting and mysterious.

  14. Clearly the experiment with human beings has not been all that succesful so what else should we expect?

  15. Well done, and maybe acceptance is the only way to go…But somehow, I’m not quite ready to relinquish hope. So far, I always feel that need to sort of go down fighting. We’ll see if that feeling prevails as age increases and energy wanes.

    • magicalmysticalteacher

      I don’t think the speaker in the poem has given up hope. The fact that he’s willing and able to give thanks “despite the tumult to come” indicates hope to me. Or maybe it’s just stubbornness! 😉

      On Mon, Dec 18, 2017 at 8:26 AM, Magical Mystical Teacher wrote:

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