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In Conversations with Two Friends

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In Conversations with Two Friends

  

1)   The empathetic Friend

 

“It bewilders me why

For one who so dislikes the deep

I find myself looking into the jaws of

Tiger sharks with incisors

Sharp as surgical knives…….

 

(Never favored the deep in life

And hate to go scuba diving

There are enough seas within

To dive into, as a kill time)

 

It transpires that

I got somehow absorbed into the mind

Of a little seal

That was about to be devoured

In the cold of the violent arctic seas

 

I stepped back into myself

And cheated my certain doom

 

Yet I doubt whether this is going to last.

 

There are as many beings

As there are projected miseries

Who knows, what gets me into what next”

 

2)  The hospitalized Friend

 

“When you get ill

Or break a bone

Nothing happens to the world.

It’s is almost indecent.

 

For

Didn’t you suffer with the world?

In all the other cases?

You got drenched together in the rain,

And got boiled to the bone in the heat,

Had a runny nose with others, had measles and dandruff,

And red eye and   chicken pox with the rest

(At least there were a few that went

 Down with you in such cases)

You fought the tornadoes and tsunamis together

Got killed and did murder as a unit in wars

Jumped off buildings together to cheat earth quakes

Watched the ball games, went to the movies

Dined, wined, joked and danced

Voted, revolted, putted, drove,

And what not, you did it all together.

 

But when you fall ill or have a sprain

Not even your shadow keeps with you

(The laid up state doesn’t care for shadows)

 

That steals the thrill of life out of you

Making you just an onlooker in the grand charade of life.”

 

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  1. Always a deep read here Sam. Always. Love your deep seeing writes.

    ~Lady Day

    May 26, 2012 at 8:19 pm

    • I like that. Told you, you are too perspicacious 🙂

      Sam

      May 27, 2012 at 5:25 pm

      • 🙂

        ~Lady Day

        May 27, 2012 at 5:44 pm

  2. Nice mirror poems, life teeming and suspended, humanity in either case isn’t for sissies.

    maryjocee

    May 26, 2012 at 10:55 pm

  3. Your poem is so true!! Life just goes on, doesn’t it, laughing and hurting and living while you’re miserable and shadow-less on the hospital bed 🙂 Not fair!!!

    arabwriterchick

    June 2, 2012 at 8:43 pm


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