In Each Other's Way

If the race had never lived through a winter what would they think was coming? - Thoreau

Photo by Marcio Jose Sanchez

winter turns a cold shoulder to summer

summer simmers and stews

day raises the shades on night

night darkens day with disdain

rain waves a fickle finger at drought

drought blames it all on rain

neither caring about each other's pain

never willing to give each other the time of day

nothing to say

despite always being

 

in each other's way

Author's Note

"Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Ruth]

Saddening that unity seems a far away dream more and more the older I get - no balance is sought by the masses - no compassion or want to simply exist and find the good in everyday wonders...would that humanity just be kind and accepting - life is hard enough without judgements or disharmony...another brilliant piece Pete :)

[Pete]

amen to that ruth. just amen ... :)

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

This was an incredibly thoughtful and enlightening poem that was filled with truth. Its symbolism speaks of our current society today and the social ills that plague it quite literally. Thank you for sharing your work.

[Pete]

thank you for your reason and astuteness carlos ... :)