“Poems of Isolation” Book I, No. 4-6
Continuing on in our journey through this rugged year of 2020, I offer 3 more of my humble poetic musings to complete the first book of the Nabors Quarantine Poems...Be well, stay safe and take a little time to enjoy the small things...
IV. Luminance (Sunny Days/Optimism)
that's what we see...
Out of an abyss
of seems like a sea of cloudy days,
overcast with broken dreams, heartache,
and pending utility bills,
I can finally see the light.
Our big boiling ball of wonder,
with its "problem-erasing" waves
caressing my chilled, icy, neglected skin.
What an opportunity this is
to gaze at an open sky,
endless and teeming with
Thank you majestic fireball,
for your rays of revealing wisdom,
allowing all to see and feel
the physical and emotional
presence of life.
V. Abyss (Ocean/Mystery)
Another world lay hidden
beneath the billows deep;
our very genesis defined
by its ominous keep.
The tides of wonder,
its depths of old,
the wealth of stories to be told.
Its beauty kept by creature
tens of thousands to the mile
sadly often lay victim
to our neglect and guile.
Its companion, land,
often too weeps
for the wave of muck
that enters its deep.
For shame, we often take for granted
the gift our creator so masterfully planted
For all of life's wonders cradled in its midst,
wrapped around the world for all that exists.
VI. The Angry Sky (Storm/Adversity)
Oh, how angry the sky must be,
with its tempestuous clamor.
Such violent screams of turbulent rage
within billowing rolls of wind and rain.
Why are you crying out?
For what purpose are we victims of your wrath?
Sky: I come to nourish your land,
I come to salve your wounds with my tears.
Why bring such danger?
Why bring such pain?
Sky: Be not fearful, continue to stand
I come to restore, not to swell your fears
I bring balance, growth, healing, and sustenance...
I bring life...