Nowhere Is Somewhere

Not till we are lost, in other words not till we have lost the world, do we begin to find ourselves, and realize where we are and the infinite extent of our relations. - Thoreau

run

no path

drive

no road

cry

no tears

abandoned years

abundance of fears

no oil for rusty gears

fly

no wings

soar

stuck on a killing floor

seeking truth

finding only lies

like pestiferous flies

hope

nothing springs

wander and wonder

who usurped these once plethoric things

nothing up my worn, torn sleeve

nothing left to conceive

nothing to achieve or receive

against the evil one who contemplates ways to deceive

there is no comfort for the bereaved

no reprieve

i turn back and leave

nowhere is somewhere

i swear

Author's Note

"I expect a time when, or rather an integrity by which, a man will get his coat as honestly and as perfectly fitting as a tree its bark. Now our garments are typical of our conformity to the ways of the world, i.e., of the devil, and to some extent react on us and poison us, like that shirt which Hercules put on." - Thoreau

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"we're on the road to nowhere" (Talking Heads)

I do wonder where we are going these days....so much deception in politics, in people dealing with one another...so-called friends taking advantage of us....getting what they can from us.
Honesty is the best policy they say...but there are no policies left...it's like a bad insurance company going defunct.
j.

[Pete]

bad happenings have a way of dragging everything down. the world has become so small and interconnected, once isolated events are having rippling effects. the virus, now israel and palestine fighting ever again. what next ... :)

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

I really like the first stanza most of all. But the whole poem was nice and the theme. Well penned.

[Pete]

thanks cvd. always remember to be somewhere. don't get stuck in nowhere ... :)