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Or Ultimately We All Fall

She was gooey like maple syrup & marshmallow s'mores, stronger than a mountain lion protecting her cubs, wore prescription rose-tinted sunglasses with GPS, she'd been around long enough to see through most of the negative flimflam and ambiquity, was agile enough to laugh at her own cheeky caricature, wouldn't put up with the travesty 'neath debauchery's cunning still, she wondered as most do, what was to become of a world so engrossed in the overthrow & disparaging mockery of others she bade her time waiting to grow older and wiser in hopes she'd be around long enough to experience a sunrise view in universal accordance before her own last sunset ultimately bites the dust, burning in all-inclusive ashes

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Msandraya Hughes

Date: 11/4/2016 10:20:00 AM

Hi, me again! I'm the English 10 teacher (BC, Canada) and my students studied this poem as well. They (four boys) came up with the idea of Mother Nature and her desire for 'universal accordance', but we would love to know your meaning. Would you be willing to share (again!) so that I can pass it on to my students? Thank you! How can you tell I love your poems?! :-)

Paloma P
Date: 11/4/2016 10:47:00 AM

I really like their translation! Great imaginations, although I wrote it as one woman's plight for congruence and her quest for peace. Thanks very much again! :)

Daniel Turner

Date: 10/29/2016 6:14:00 AM

I definitely grew older, I'm not sure I gained any wisdom. I am awaiting the final sunset. Loved your poem, Paloma:)

Paloma P
Date: 11/1/2016 9:57:00 AM

Much appreciate your thoughts Danny, many thanks. :)

Carol B.

Date: 10/28/2016 10:47:00 PM

Love this poem :) I know I find mysef reflecting on many things in my life and what is happening around me. Paloma this is a fav.

Paloma P
Date: 11/1/2016 9:55:00 AM

So glad you can relate, thanks Carol! :)

White Wolf

Date: 10/28/2016 8:03:00 PM

Breathtaking Paloma, and I've never seen the word GOOEY in a poem before. But this poem has stuck to me.

Paloma P
Date: 11/1/2016 9:55:00 AM

Much appreciated Rick, I love that word. :) Seeker, you're all over the place!

Chris Green

Date: 10/28/2016 4:43:00 PM

Wow, and I say that with a heavy sigh. This one just touched deeply, just this thought, this encompasses many who stand there looking, wondering what will became of us if things don't change. Your poem that started out sticky and sweet somewhere along the line dove into deeper water and I so happy I read this today. I may be seeing it differently than you expected, but seeing it I am in my own way. Guys aren't supposed to cry but I'm pretty close. I loved this Paloma.

Paloma P
Date: 11/1/2016 9:53:00 AM

You're a sweetheart Chris, many thanks.