Patricia Langston-Moran Poet Prose Poetry

I Must Be Mad

I must be mad...I wonder
if ants get tired as the weight of a 
crumb bears down upon them...
for survival.

I wonder if dogs think...I wonder
if houses weary of their occupants.

I must be mad...I wonder
if houses weary of their occupants.

I must be mad...I wonder
if trees yearn to move - or do they
never long to stretch their roots...
See a city.

I think too much - abstract thought
that gives life to a rock.
A flower is more than
an ornament to a vase...

Perhaps I think of ants and trees and 
dogs because they are so quiet.
A tree never kills...
The ant carries a crumb
never complaining.
Yes, I must be mad.

Patricia Langston-Moran

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James Marshall Goff June 9, 2009 at 7:58 PM love the repeating manta! truly mad! James

Debbie Guzzi June 8, 2009 at 5:36 PM How great is that ..you are a 78 year old poet!! I am SO reassured, really, I'm 60 and act about 40? Loved the verse above..loved it and...sometimes I think the only sane people are mad! I am going to read more and more of you! Light & Love PS you still have time to figure out who He is who you are etc. Where there's life there's hope.

Sajdah Al-Riyami June 6, 2009 at 7:33 AM Lol : I am soo this person right here Fellas!You described me well.Thats why i never pass my examinations with an excellent grade because im busy wandering about insane things that i shouldn't be wandering about anyweis.BTW trees kill the quite on a sunny day as you can hear them photosynthesis,merely cause you know you want to:p

Miranda Agnes Quainoo June 4, 2009 at 4:01 PM What a piece,enjoyed reading it