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To Be, Or Not To Be

A lowly blossom, striving to sustain her beauty in the early morning mist, the crocus, craving moisture to maintain her stoic fight 'gainst winter's iron fist. A lowly mollusc slithers 'neath his shell, he slowly weaves, and leaves a silver trail, antennae primed and ready for the knell, when sparrows poke and peck his coat of mail. Creatures and plants in the midst of the fray, searching for sustenance, dying of thirst, staving off hunger, say, is there a way for them to be blessed, not feeble and cursed? predator, prey, both the strongest and weakest, who will prevail in the fight to live longest?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 5/28/2015 4:11:00 PM
This is very well written. As they say, "that's life" Nature at it's most cruelest yet fascinating instinct for survival. And we are still here..so far. Well done Keith.
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Date: 10/28/2013 11:04:00 PM
It is a shame that every living creature must fight so hard to survive in this world. But, that's life, I guess, and only the strong will survive. A very interesting poem, Keith. Really great work!...By the way, I have a poem with the same title!...Thank you very much for the wonderful comments. I truly appreciate it!
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Date: 10/5/2013 11:30:00 PM
Hi Keith; I enjoyed reading this poem tonight. It cought my eye because I have a poem here by the same title, but very different. Thanks for sharing.... Lucilla
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Date: 8/23/2013 5:30:00 AM
Enthralling
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Date: 8/15/2013 6:30:00 AM
so enjoyable to read Keith a very fine pen Shadow x smiles
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Date: 8/9/2013 11:24:00 AM
I can see why this one was featured... Congratulations...
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Date: 7/14/2013 12:37:00 AM
Congratulations with your Featured Poem of the week. take care and good night :-) Hugs ~XOX~ LINDA
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Date: 7/1/2013 10:36:00 AM
Nature's eternal struggle unfolding for my mind's eye, beautiful words ingeniously written. Read ;{>
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Date: 6/25/2013 11:45:00 PM
It was like watching National geographic in HD.....sO LOVED IT.:):):)aDARSH
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Date: 6/25/2013 5:38:00 AM
a charming picture painted by your words well penned Shadow x smiles
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Date: 6/24/2013 6:52:00 AM
Dear Keith - It's a cruel world out there with the grubs. How melodic your lines of the struggle. love, Kathy
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Date: 6/24/2013 1:43:00 AM
The concluding rhetorical lines garnished your sonnet. A toast for thee. Well done Keith. AO
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Date: 6/24/2013 12:21:00 AM
Hi there Keith, after today, my question is "to be or not to be a Gardner" never the less lovely poem!!
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Date: 6/23/2013 3:18:00 PM
this is wonderful! i love the "silver trail" left by the "lowly mollusc" and the brilliant way you've used rhyme here. the title works beautifully, too. bravo!
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