On a Bed of Wildflowers
Our world changes with every moment, our choices like threads to an earthly carpet weaving moments into circumstances and hopes, dreams and nightmares that we perceive as reality. Yet, for some years the circumstances appear to have worsened, as egos and selfish acts dominate both politics and economies. Clouds gather in dull greys and rules have become more inflexible as black and white, and I wonder what will be our plight within a world of such dubious direction…
On a Bed of Wildflowers
In the lexicon of hope, I cherish simple words,
colours palpable within hues absurd,
and the air I breathe so virtuously clear,
I cannot taste the bitter edge of revile, so austere
and so embedded in wayward minds.
Purple grasses lay amid sweeping zephyrs
in a pink release, as clouds assume the mantle
of heavens capped appease,
praying for some release from the ridged eyes
of false beliefs, captive to a murky brown dishonour.
Spires of once loved thought, burn,
lost to the imbalances they brought,
as red becomes the mantra of animal eyes,
death defied by wills of no compromise,
as beauty in multi-coloured view, becomes tainted.
Rivers once flowed in crystal visage,
twisting beauty and cleansing starts,
yet bodies now float upon
the refuse of paradigms long gone,
like flowers stripped of petals.
I lay amid the wildflowers,
colours like rainbows melted into hearts,
and my soul drifting in flighted art
to look below, the misery of black and white,
bleached reprieves and maladies apart take their toll.
Tony DeLorger’s Books for Review and Purchase
- Brutal Night - March 30, 2021
- Like a Breeze Recalls - March 27, 2021
- Torrents - September 5, 2020
To lay amid a bed of wildflowers, to find pleasure in watching clouds, rivers and connecting with nature – may we always have the gift of those joys. Tis sad indeed the world has changed so much and so few people can see the beauty that remains. Very well penned thoughts that make one ponder on what is to come. Well done, Tony. Take care.
Thanks, Phyllis, yet the world is of great concern and seems to be getting worse. So many problems and too greater egos determine world peace. Take care
Tony it seems the great poets have always been able to find a perch above to examine and share the atrocities of mankind below. A lot of it began with examinations of the industrial revolution. Mankind and Industry never seemed to mix well. Probably due to the fact we are closer to a flower than to a machine. Jamie
We should be, Jamie, most all else is a delusion of self and ego. Cheers!
Your poetic wildflowers touched my heart.
And glad I am, they did. Thank Rasma,
Your vivid image brought this poem to life Tony and it was a pleasure to read your words. Will mankind learn to appreciate the beauty that surrounds us in this wonderful world and stop taking it for granted falsely thinking with out due care it may one day disappear forever?
Glad you related John, and so glad you enjoyed it. Take care
It’s sad I think I may be one of those that hasn’t stopped to appreciate the majesty of this world as you have in this piece. All the colors have meaning, and I for one,need to stop thinking in blacks and whites. Excellent work my friend
Glad you appreciated it, Paul, we all need a prompt sometimes as connection with the natural world is necessary for all our wellbeing. Sorry so late to answer, I’ve had problems with my internet provider and haven’t been online for 7 days. Take care, my friend.