New Poem – Life is….
Posted on Jan 3, 2022 in Blog feature, Gallery, Recent Images, Recent Writing | 58 comments
Life is suffering
Speckled with joy.
So treasure it
When that blessing comes.
Bringing with it,
As it does,
A nourishment
That’s so rich,
So intense,
You could run a knife
Through it,
Like a slab of butter.
A sacred hamper
Of hope then,
For far tougher days
Ahead,
When storms
A plenty
Will, once again,
Seem to chide us so.
Yet surely
We’ve all lived
Long enough
To know
There’s no such thing
As mere coincidence.
Feeble creatures
As we are,
Somehow mysteriously
Never quite able
To see round the corner.
For whatever injury
And despair
We might inflict
Upon our world,
Nature has its own acumen,
Its own steady intent
And will show us
The way back home,
If we allow it to.
A beautiful poem Scott.
“A sacred hamper
Of hope then,”
My fafourite lines
Best Wishes for 2022
Muchlove
Life is the four seasons of light, intuition, felicity and energy. Let’s celebrate it to the full.
What an amazing start, dear Scott! Thanks for the first beautiful poem of 2022.
Once again, this lovely poem talks about the coevals of life, the yin, and yang of joy and despair. For me, though, I think the aptest line is:
“Feeble creatures
As we are,
Somehow mysteriously
Never quite able
To see round the corner.”
Because most humans do not ’round the corner’ never evincing or even trying to, how their actions can or did affect others, which is a sad testament to the ability of humanity to learn the lessons needed for the soul’s progression.
A beautiful, meaningful description of life in optimistic terms. Thanks for sharing.
That is life. So eloquently said, dear Scott. Keep on shining your bright light. A beautiful way to start the new year. Wishing you and your family the best year yet.
Beautiful juxtaposition of good and bad, light and dark. Life, froth with
obstacles and achievements, is a blessing to be absorbed and appreciated.
Learning from the persistence and adaptability of Nature will serve us well
on our journey.
Once again my friend, you’ve managed to piece together the very act of life through words.
Happy New Year Scott.
Thanks for sharing your latest work. I particularly love “a sacred hamper of hope.” I will keep that phrase top of mind in tough times.
Bravo Scott, Great poem. Thanx so much my friend
Lovely poem. Really captures a mood. Love it.
Thanks for sharing. Your words embrace the reader and give them a moment of solitude.
Dear Scott,
Thank you so much for sharing this excellent and most insightful poem !
Wishing a great 2022 for you !!
Yet surely
We’ve all lived
Long enough
To know
There’s no such thing
As mere coincidence.
This may be the cruelest irony. That there may be “intention” or “purposefulness” — an equation or a plan — behind travails and torture. But how do I know I can trust this taskmaster Fate? Maybe Nature is simply a sadist, not a teacher at all. Granted, it surely is more comforting to make a leap of faith. The biggest challenge for me personally is dealing with indifference. Why am I not mentioned once in the Unified Field Theory? Why has the God particle not intervened and made my books bestsellers? Do you think I’ve lost perspective? (My friends always say they can never tell if I’m joking or not. It’s obvious to me: Maybe yes. Maybe no.)
Excellent poem, by the way. It will get me through another day. What about the day after tomorrow, though?
Thank you for the blessing Scott, and the peep around the corner. Nature has found it’s acumen in you.
Yes, my friend, a lot of truths in what you write……
It does seem as if we’re not yet out of the storm,
as you indicate. Hopefully there’s rain forest
enough for us to be able to go on peacefully
and in more comfort (as you also remind us
in this poem’s final lines).
Times are tough and are trying for all of us.
Through the varied moments of fullness and
emptiness your writing comes as a welcome
series of notes of hope.
Stay safe, William
You spread us the best definition of life, dear Scott. Your insightful positive mind is a real treasure my friend. Thank you so much for this glorious poem.
“….if we allow it to.” Indeed, well said, dear Scott!! May we find this courage and wisdom!
‘A nourishment
That’s so rich,
So intense,
You could run a knife
Through it,
Like a slab of butter.’
– You are so right. I love the message of this poem. Nature always finds a way, but sometimes we mess things up by getting in the way of it!
Really very much agree with your premise, at the end about nature.
These words are encouraging.
If only we would stop subverting nature’s attempts to heal itself.
So wise and insightful, this is. I especially like these lines emphasizing how these moments poking out of the chaos can strengthen us. We need to drink them up!
“A nourishment
That’s so rich,
So intense,
You could run a knife
Through it,
Like a slab of butter.”
All we have is the now in this wildly changing time. Thanks for living it well.
You write from the heart of wisdom. It is always a pleasure to read your poetry. We are indeed feeble creatures. We def should treasure the blessings when they come.
Brightest Blessings to you!
I liked the nourishment … like a knife in a slab of butter. Great image.
Well-said, Scott. True enough.
Much wisdom set in a positive tone, thanks
Very true! Beautiful poem.
Beautifully written!
Life is this. Your poem put me in a good place. I love life. Thanks for sharing.
Love your reachin’ high for a great OLN, bravo Scott! ✌❤️
‘a sacred hamper of hope’ – love this image Scott and your poem’s message.
You never cease to amaze me my friend
When life gives us roses, hold them tight and enjoy their perfume for the scent of happiness does not linger
Life is not meant to be wonderful. It’s is meant for us to learn lessons every day
Enjoy life to its fullest even in the storm of darkness
Thank you for this beautiful message
What goes around comes around like instant karma. I had to stop at the hamper and think about that
“A sacred hamper
Of hope then,
For far tougher days”
These were one of many lines which stood out for me. Beautiful
A beautiful and profound undercurrent of wisdom that rides the waves of existential angst so exquisitely captured!
I’ve just read your new poem and I loved how you ended it. The last paragraph is especially lovely.
Nature sure does that if we listen to it. Beautiful poem.
Yes, cherish every new day.
thank you, Scott.
An excellent message here, Scott.
if we allow it….indeed.
Love these lines:
“A nourishment
That’s so rich,
So intense,”
You could run a knife
Through it,
Like a slab of butter.”
This is absolutely visceral!
A wonderful inspirational and emotional at the same time .I was actually waiting for it Scott.
Happy New Year.
You tell wise words and it is important to remember that life is full of both brightness and darkness… But it takes insight to see it and reflect back.
Thank You for such a sensitive, insightful poem, Scottie Sir. Indeed, life is Juxtaposed with Joy-Sorrow, Pleasure-Pain, Hope despair…Panic we may not; For Nature has its own way of unfolding the serendepity of Events, just in the nick of time. In the Moments of despair, there is always a Ray of hope.
So, live life to the hilt.
Loved the Last verse, making the poem end on a positive note…
“Nature has its own acumen,
Its own steady intent
And will show us
The way back home,
If we allow it to.”
Your words afford us renewed perspective in the most profound ways, Scott. Your opening ten lines truly inspire and gift us hope and promise. These words are important in such challenging times as we have struggled to endure the pandemic, both local and globally. I have seen so many people truly on the edge, walking a tightrope of anxiety and fear, anger, disbelief and highly negative response to much of life.
Blessings may seem so few and far between as the mind succumbs to blindsight and obsessing over the dark side. I liken this to unintentional self-harming. Thank you for always embracing the goodness in life and the optimism that we shall overcome adversity. We need this.
Life is – a struggle and is meant to be but also a sunset in an evening at sea.
Good stuff, Scott, I liked your poem a lot. All the best.
I think Nature is always constant, the birth death and resurrection of its forms. as human beings we rarely learn from our grievances. we continue to plunder our hope and dirge away. i do believe we can co-exist with a new flame of interconnectivity. Thanks Scott. these lines are a healing balm for our kindred soul.
I just had a lot of problems, and I’m still trying to get out from under it. But your poem is just a wonderful illustration of this! As always, easy, simple and sincere.
I’ve always liked your poems, I wrote to you about this. Despite the fact that I am a loyal fan and supporter of rhyme, your poetry is a pleasant and joyful exception for me! Although the sound-structural aspect that rhyme gives is very important to me. A special musical language, which is perfectly felt in alliteration. But I am very pleased with what you have shared. I got a lot of pleasure from it. Heartfelt thanks! Everything is the same for me. I live only by poetry, creativity, inspiration. Thank God for a sense of humour, but every time it gets blacker and blacker!
Well, I will continue my existence according to your recipe in your poem: “Life is suffering speckled with joy …”
I shake your hand firmly, With Best Wishes!
“Feeble creatures
As we are,
Somehow mysteriously
Never quite able
To see round the corner.”
that’s a fairly true statement. enjoyed this very much
Reading your words of encouragement, positivity, wisdom .. a great way to begin my day. Cheers.
Here’s hoping we all start listening well enough to Nature to follow Her direction!
The closing lines hit home.. ! We do need guiding hands that will help us find our way back home…
The way back home is sometimes long, but we will get there with persistence…and love!
If only more of us could get out of our own way on the path back home.
“A sacred hamper
Of hope then,
For far tougher days
Ahead,”
Accepting darkness and light is life itself. Beautiful poem, Scott!
I love “nourishment so rich you could run a knife through it” One such splash of life is worth all the injury and despair.
I am always inspired by what you do with words and how you create beauty and hope in your works. Unfortunately, I encountered hard times with this Covid disease but hopefully, everything is fine now. Sometimes it is even hard to think about the future and have plans as everything is affected by this virus but still, as an artist, I feel to have a mission and I get the power to go on.
I am so happy to read your poems and I always heave a sigh of remedy after reading your lines. I am so proud of you and I am so happy to have you as my unseen friend.
May you always be happy and in peace.
Love,
Sahar
I came into this thinking it might be too long, but each word is so necessary and contributes its whole to the overall image in a powerful and beautifully poetic way!
Dear Scott, your words here are bathed in the purity of hope that is our restitution when all else feels impossible to comprehend, to overcome. Your closing words bring promise for a world far less known than in our younger years. The human spirit seems cast in disrepair, yet your perspective is bathed with warmth and assurance in:
“Nature has its own acumen,
Its own steady intent
And will show us
The way back home,
If we allow it to.” Truly marvellous, my friend.