The Humans Weep

Poems have been pouring forth since I have returned from Orphan Wisdom School. On the plane home I sat, set pen to paper and they began to come. A mournful pursuit poetry can be at times. Mournful, joyful, encumbered, yet free, but most importantly true. The words that come through as I write poems are all true stories. Expressions of the joy and sorrow of my aliveness and my wonderings. I plan to begin sharing them more frequently here, may they fall upon the ears of those who need them.

 

The humans are crying tonight
Darkness gathers in the corners of our lives
Just out of sight-you have to turn to look at it
Trouble is brewing, dangerous times are these
Flick your eye, just left of center
There it waits-terrible trouble indeed
In fact- if you are not crying tonight
You may not be human at all
Or perhaps you have forgotten how to be
Or were, never properly shown
In the first place
What it means to be woman, or be man
But the humans weep tonight
Raise voices in a howl of grief
So keening and wrenching
That only the wolves understand
They know the sound of a heart breaking
They know the exquisite beauty of the moon
They  know loneliness, and kinship and pride
Tonight as the humans weep
On the dark warm Earth
Wolf lays downs-belly to the same Earth
Licks her paws and sighs…
“Oh yes, welcome home Kin, welcome home-
It is time you know despair and hunger again”
Wolf rests her head on her paws softly
And the weeping fills the night sky

Marianna – 2017

3 thoughts on “The Humans Weep

  1. hdelison says:

    Who are we?

    We wrote the constitution
    We fought the revolution
    We fought the civil war
    We built the railroads
    We built the steel mills

    We fought big money and big power
    We fought for the right to a healthy work place
    We fought for the right to a living wage

    We fought for our freedoms
    Against those who would take them.

    And because we are family
    We bitch and complain
    And fight with each other.

    Who are we?

    We are the sons and daughters
    Of refugees, slaves,
    Immigrants, and First Peoples.
    Delison 2017
    (Add on bit;)
    And you are pissing us off!

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