James Moore Poet Narrative

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As The World Burns

(“The Cave of Unknowing”, 2012, original oil)

As The World Burns

As the world turns
The morning soap operas play out
In print and film, song and dance
Showing on every screen 
A world ablaze with fear
Disease, famine, war and rumors of war
Programming the programmable 

While I sit in my room a cocoon 
Surrounded by dogs
All sprawled out on chair and sofa and floor
Asleep at ease and peace
Filling the house 
With their own therapeutic vibe 
Beyond worry at least as long as they dream

While I watch and wait
Soothed by their dogged oblivion
As the world outside turns and burns
And I grow just a little more uncomfortable
Filling a delightful cocoon that I know
Must eventually open
Into a great unknown.

(12/11/24)

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