$CLOUT Poetry - The Twister
A poem about why you shouldn’t wait to live.
I’ve always thought there would be a time
When a glorious life would start to happen
If I just wait here patiently
One day, it will arrive and show me the way
But it’s actually always there
You see…
Life is the howling wind
That cuts through fruit-bearing trees
The branches still try to cling onto its bounty
But the wind is growing louder
Now there are only a few pieces left
Hanging there in the stillness
Begging to be admired
After the turbulence has stripped away
What once could have been
A decade long harvest
Juices trickling down pleased chins
Of passers-by, new acquaintances and old
But you just stood there instead
Waiting for the twister to take you
All that you could have offered, you swallowed
And now they’re dead and buried inside you
You can’t revive them now
Because time has taught you to forget them
You think what you see are strong foundations before you
Beaming sweet and free
But I’ve uprooted myself especially
And plonked my wicked growth onto this raised platform
As I stand here, now stripped and waning
To warn you not to wait for the twister to take you too.
© Rambling Rose, 2021. All rights reserved.
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