Happy Saturday Readers.
Saturday is a special day to a lot of us stereo-typical 9-5 working class people.
After all, it is the first full day of the week we did not have to step into a scene from Office Space
And it is the last day of the week we can rest our head on our pillow and know that we need not step into said scene tomorrow either.
That’s it, one day. That’s all us little peon humans get.
And some of us don’t even get that. Because we have 2 or 3 jobs to make ends meet.
These are the thoughts that occurred to me as I read the most recent Daily Post.
This post [in case you are adverse to clicking links] essentially prompts the writer to discuss the “best present ever received” – of course something not store/sweatshop-made was encouraged.
As usually with these prompts, I am driven to poetry. Hard and fast.
Please enjoy, and remember to appreciate those special people in your life.
ANOTHER ONE
How can it be so easy to forget the Joy?
How can it be so easy to forget the Fun?
For
Truly
There is little else like it
That familiar Presence of
Another one
I am One
You are One
Different but the Same
Yes
I hear you
But
Wait
That’s it?
We’re Done?
I’m not asking to replace your One
Just to realize I am here too
And I’ve loved you.
But
No
Meanwhile
We push so hard to stand our Ground
Alone
Wandering the Wilderness
Those scandals of our Pasts
Those terrors of our Minds
Round
And
Round
To what avail?
Did we not once ask about the Lone Tree and whether or not it makes a sound?
II
How can it be so easy to forget the Joy?
How can it be so easy to forget the Fun?
For
Truly
There is little else like it
That familiar Presence of
Another one
We’ve known the answers for all of Time
Of this I am sure
But, listen
I wish to tell you what Life’s been like without You: A Blur
A White
Hot
Blur
Of Pain
Of Fury
I’m sorry, sir, I can’t give you the details
As I mentioned…
It’s all becoming blurry
I know You are out there
My quest is never done
How could it?
For
Truly
It is not so easy to forget the Joy
It is not so easy to forget the Fun
There is little else like it
That familiar Presence of
Another one
~MissFit