The Same S**t

Is it any different?

Its life doing its thing, as always.
Mountains kiss dust. Poles reassemble.

Birds find new flight paths.
Rivers go up in smoke. Frogs migrate.

Fishes rot in sticky mud banks.
Ships retire in junkyards.

Or rest in pieces on pitch ocean beds.
The rats would have long swum away by then.

Found new homes to forage.
The homes end. They're on the move again.
And so the cycle of fleeing, flying,

finding goes on, ad infinitum.
If its the same s**t, yet another day,

I'm happy doing it where I am.

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Interesting viewpoint here, D. True, everything seems to be the same old same old, day after day, but I wonder if that's because we view it from the surface level of consciousness continually. Seen from a higher level, even the most mundane things might show us profound differences.

[DIVYA]

Thanks John. Yes, I do agree. There's something different to be appreciated in each day, however mundane it may seem.

[Green]

Haha, well I think the answer to the question posed in the description is no it’s not any different at all. All these things are cyclical and it doesn’t do a whole lot of good to get yourself all worked up about them.

[DIVYA]

Thank you so much Green. Love it that you appreciate my thoughts here.

[Marina]

Helloooo, DIVYA dear! Long time no see! What on earth is going on in this place? Some kind of rebellion appears to be in progress? Do tell me more when you can.

I like the flow of images in this one, DIVYA. I get a sense of crumbling decay and a mental image of scores of rats fleeing a sinking ship. I suppose all things have their own use by date but if something still shows signs of function and life then it shouldn’t be so easily discarded for the shiny and sparkling new. Being happy where one sits is the best feeling of all.

Nice to read you again, my friend. ❤️

[DIVYA]

Marina! My dear friend! Where have you been? So awesome to see you here just when about everyone is busy packing their bags! Welcome back, I say! 😁
Yes this poem is about decay, change and renewal lol. There's an exodus in progress. All for everyone's good, I'm sure. I'm stuck here though lol. I just can't let go. 🤣
Thank you a million for such sweet words of appreciation. Sending all my love! ❤️

[JMichael]

Definitely the same s**t, different day!

Perhaps the biblical exodus of the cafe is just what it really needs. A clean slate, a spritz of air freshener and new, fresh blood to replace the stale and creatively stifling. The Promised Land is calling all.....but, nope. I'll be going nowhere. For all its flaws this website still has the best template.

Arrivederci, Adieu, So long....to you.

[DIVYA]

I'm right here with you JM. We'll be hang upside down in the cafe corners and keep shrieking and flapping wings. Such together fun! 😁
Thank you for the love you always show my words. ❤️

[DIVYA]

*excuse the typos please*