Je ne sais pas

Posted: January 22, 2008 in Poems
 
With the tread of Paris
and the face of Pan
this visitor has found
the sterile environs
in which we are bound,
tied, conditioned
attempting façade
of the ‘Merriment’
and celebration
that December turns around.
Though to face a new year
the slate stays written
for 2000 years commencement
waits, hidden.
Surely, talk is heard
and prayer and song,
but when will our family
act out the commitment.
 
Our visitor throws this
into perfect perspective
because she has
no words of english
to perpetuate the dogma!
Only the practicality
of actions, to give or receive
until le vacation is over.

 

DWK
Comments
  1. Sheena says:

    cont\’d…just checked my story site…..thanks for the input on the dragon story….I know you\’re right….an edge needed….like life there are losses and gains…the bitter opposed to the sweet….otherwise life would be too sickly eh?Thanks again  & take care………………..Sheena……….xx

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  2. Sheena says:

    HIya Dave.,Le vacation….the promise…..I think that\’s why January is such a depressing month, after the \’celebration\’ of the virgin year to come…most find…life\’s just the same…(me included)and no..this isn\’t Sash babe….honest…..she\’s outside entertaining Mike…(that\’s her point of view)have a good day…………bye for now   Sheena…………………xx

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