Poetry For Now

SEESAW

March 31, 2021 Martin Strasmore Season 1 Episode 36
Poetry For Now
SEESAW
Show Notes Transcript

Do you remember when as a child you played on a seesaw, shooting up high and coming down with a thump absorbing the shock with your bent legs.  It is Spring 2021 and these poems reflect my personal and our communal seesawing experience of the last few months.
The poems are about:  the Covid Tipping Point;  Our most powerful fears; Aging: Zooming;  Ups & Downs of life;   Not quite saying goodbye!


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Do you remember when as a child you played on a see saw, shooting up high and coming down with a thump absorbing the shock with your bent legs.  It is Spring 2021 and these poems reflect my personal and our communal see sawing experience of the last few months.


THE COVID SEESAW

Caution Vs Optimism

The headline flashes by

I hear some still have fear

Of virus and vaccine

some are fearless

some are careless

disbelieving it is so bad

even deaths don’t make them sad.

They rationalize the numbers

its no more than flu, 

wars and accidents.

They say.


We are vaccinated

and still take care

the tipping point

not yet been reached

as once again the see-saw goes up

politics still mixes things up.


Believe its real

care about others

and weigh in

so the see saw

comes on down,

playing your part

we will turn the corner


ULTIMATE FEARS

Do you remember fear 

of losing someone close and dear?

I am not afraid of flying

neither am I afraid of dying,

Once my body is dead

No thoughts in my head,

going through what is and maybes,

such as: did that dog have rabies?

When I have looked over the edge

of the Grand Canyon or a narrow ledge

there is a fear of getting hurt,

then something tugs at my shirt.

Its that see saw thing again.

Maybe my deepest fear

is that my faith is unclear

that that highest power

up in heavens tower

will be there when I arrive.

sometime late, after five.


AGING

there is the inevitability of Age

that we turn another Page

we experience Moments going by

 Nothing to be done just Sigh

Bodies changing, more groaning 

As our Wisdom keeps growing.

we take more supplements 

practice yoga to keep supple.

 

Then I remember 

Granny Camilla just kept walking 

fresh fish and veggies shopping

for 90 years every day

Until she went away

The nursing home to stay.

seven more years to play.

But no more baking 


TO ZOOM OR NOT TO ZOOM

Life can be confusing

when it could be amusing

Maybe my tech skills will start blooming

Once I get the hang of zooming 

Now I will see you soon

and together we can croon! 


Three turtles having a face to shell meeting

 floating in the pond 

what a relief from a zoom meeting

 they say to each other 

as I l watch through my zoom lens


WHEN A WEEK SEE SAWS

It seemed like bad dreams

days of unpleasant schemes.

everything seemed wrong

lines at stores were really long.

Sold the antique camera on Ebay

and even payment was in a delay.


I thought I was in control

but all I had were expectations

that opened up my machinations.

Only now I must do my best

and let the universe do the rest.

remembering 

everything happens for the best


NOT QUITE GOODBYE

I am not sure why

Its been so poetically dry

and I cannot lie

This was almost goodbye.

no more podcasts

then I realized this too will pass

I am not a Rumi or Hafiz

I just need to put in the effort

pen to paper every day

and creativity will have it's say.



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