Birth

Enter into breathing time
Stuff may rise and fall.
It’s not our place to make it stop
Nor can we have it all.

It may not make a lot of sense.
You may wonder why.
Sparkle while you have the chance.
Decades wander by.

Written for dVerse Quadrille #19 hosted by WhimsyGizmo with the prompt “spark”.

Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

32 thoughts on “Birth”

  8. Nice use of our short, but often furtive, dance away from birth to the other end of the spectrum, where something akin to oblivion, rebirth, or transition awaits us–the last dance partner. “I would rather burn out rather than fade away,” as the song says.

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  22. Amen.. my friEnd..
    make iT aLL hoLy
    and sacRed..
    dArk
    and liGht
    and ‘tween..
    iN sHades of Grey..
    beYOnd Colors of Rainbow too..
    as this spArk of LiFE iS miRacle
    Star duST SenTient liFe liGhts uP noW..
    GOlden duST
    STars
    rUle noW..
    ’cause
    we
    can
    wE WiLL..
    LoVe as
    Love liGhts.. LiVe..
    sMArt FeaRlesS and FReED..:)

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  23. *Darren calls to Samantha
    in the other room..
    while he’s working
    on his new advertising
    campaign at home in the
    ‘other’ room.. hey
    honey
    will
    this
    work
    to spARK some Love..
    bEwitched i say.. as Love..
    for mere mortals too aS even
    witches/warLocks have sympathy
    now for those long lost from love..;)

    ps..
    thanks friend..
    most inspiring poem
    yet.. before i finish 45..;)

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