Gather any
group
together in
silenceand before you know it
bodies will start talking.
The strange, “gallump”
of a stomach, not hungry,
but vocal.
The clicking of an ankle
every time he takes a step.
Or share a
meal ,
break bread,in the absence of words
and notice how a swallow sounds
and the great,
grinding work of teeth.
In the
volume of everyday
we hear
nothing above the roar
save the most incessant shouts
of “More!” and “Comfort, now!”
But, in the
absence of noise,
our bodies whisper,“Live! Breathe!”
and we are tuned to their
subtle motions.
Linking with dVerse Poets Pub and Love Dare.
nice...love the contrast between what we hear and what our bodies are felling us...comfort versus living...i def would rather live...
ReplyDeleteThanks, Brian.
DeleteBeautiful poetry with a important message to listen and slow down in this crazy world. I found inspiration in your words.
ReplyDeleteThanks Linda, I'm glad it moved you, and so glad to see you "following" the blog.
DeleteI have noticed myself and others breathing shallow breaths. Yes, we need to breathe, deep and long and listen to the filling, release the tension and live.
ReplyDeleteThanks Dea. Yes, I'm a shallow breather too, so I end up sighing a lot to make up for it!
Deleteoh my, my. it has been far too long since i've been here.
ReplyDeletelove these words, Kelly. and boy oh boy do i get it.
i think my favorite thing about the way you write is that you give us permission to *notice* the magic and the mystery of life all around us. that is a gift. thank you.
So true... We forget to listen to life so often, and there is so much to hear when we do.
ReplyDeleteDear Kelly
ReplyDeleteWhat wisdom! Oh, that we would truly know the futility of striving to attain the world's standards!
Thanks for a beautiful poem.
Blessings from Emily's
Mia
The mysteries of life and living, captured. "the great,
ReplyDeletegrinding work of teeth": love it. Thank you.