Marco Chies Poet Free verse

The Universe

this was not the right day
to go outside and get the seeds,
the earth, fertilizer and whatever?
don't feel the bad taste of seeing
what have we become without knowing?
these sparrows walking around confused
over the null flower beds...
these afternoons with the ivy growing
absurd on the walls...
you're not afraid of being scorned
this same sun that watched us grow?
what importance is there in what we think,
if from the window the universe seems calm
and are killers safe on TV?
now the wind makes the eucalyptus trees mad,
now the clouds run over the horizon,
now it looks like everything is going to rain.

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Komal Walimbe December 19, 2022 at 9:48 PM Amazingly penned! "what importance is there in what we think" True indeed! what we think is what we are... Marco Chies December 21, 2022 at 10:33 AM Your words of encouragement are always welcome, komal!

L Milton Hankins December 12, 2022 at 1:21 PM I found the actions of your poem most interesting, Marco..."sparrows walking," "clouds run," sun watches us, "ivy growing" all of this movement and still there is a status quo. Also, the notes of fatalism "killers safe on TV," "what importance is there in what we think???" Good writing, my friend. Marco Chies December 13, 2022 at 10:11 AM Thank you very much, Milton. When we confront our small size against the size of the Universe, we can only be human and act like humans.