do pockets dream of being inside out?
what difference between me and the big deity? show of hands.
whose tableside is most near the shakers of salt the shakers of pepper?
what quest to engage, untying the knots laces sometimes mistake for certainty?
will it be bananas or pizza this morning to eat? calories no measure here!
a spoon or fork to stir the coffee? how much sugar too?
do the laundry or is that shirt good for one more day?
which side of toast to butter first? how’s gravity feel about that?
do we say who to love, and who not? notice that may not be a prize.
what brand detergent or beaten with rocks? no stone unturned.
step by step or taken leap? how do we feel about broken bones?
do you choose? buttons or chocolate beneath the sheets?
although nothing nothing is ever without consequence.
even not-knowing is flagrant choice. the way water rolls uphill.
even disbelievers count. ten fingers ten toes. matter matters.
how do you handle sadness, doubt, water wandering feet?
then again navigation is turn left turn right turn left turn right, you see.
what if choice is merely thought? describe your thirst.
neil reid © april 2012
comments:
Write a “spiritual” poem, so asks the prompt.
Seems a fair enough request and challenge too. Delicate subject? Some ways yes, yet again, rather core to the notions of why are we here – of course! Although not to preach. Maybe even more, be not all too obvious? Bread crumbs. (I like that.) Make a question, make a wondering. Worthy I’d think. Like fish in the sea?
Written for the We Write Poems prompt #102 Poem spirits!.
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