the divine spirit walked
onto the celestial balcony
to observe humanity,
their rhythmic jostles,
as they ignored the ominous
and fell prey to illusions,
flapping about in search of meaning,
a pantomime of the real,
fearful of the day
they’d be but bones
beneath the emerald lawns,
worried about the void
between earth and heaven
and not seeing the void
between each other

/ / /

This poem was written in response to Wordle 13 at The Sunday Whirl.


15 thoughts on “Void

  1. Oh, wow, Richard. And this is why I’ve missed you so. I’m not sure I can pick a favorite line, they’re all so good. But I do love the message at the end. Excellent! ~Paula

    • Paula, thank you so much. I’ve missed you too. I fell into a funk there for a few days, but I’m feeling much better now. I promise to be better about reading your poems, even when I’m not writing as much.

      By the way, I really enjoyed your interview at Poetic Bloomings.


      • So glad you’re feeling better…my poems over the past several weeks reflect the funk I’ve been in…or, at least the pain behind the funk. I keep pushing forward hoping one day I’ll be writing from a place of joy!

        I did see your comment over at Poetic Bloomings and responded there…but I will also say, here, that your words were greatly appreciated! I am blessed to call you friend.


    • Traci, thank you. This was cathartic for me, for a poem from a wordle, in a way I couldn’t have anticipated. I’ve missed out on what’s important more times than I care to admit. I’m familiar with the void. Reading and writing truly helps; I forget that sometimes.


    • Mike, thank you so much. My poems from wordles seem to be becoming more concise, less wordy. Maybe that’s a good thing. Thanks again for the kind and thoughtful words.


  2. Richard, speaking of a void, I have been slow to respond of late. I do like your poem, especially the line, “flapping about in search of meaning.” It is where I have been of late. The wordles seem to be pieces in a puzzle waiting to be found and connected correctly. I always find value in your connections. This one is full of insight and wisdom. We may be playing with words, but truth wins out, if we let it.


    • Elizabeth, thank you. I’ve been in the void a bit myself lately, so no worries. For example, I’ve been behind on participating at Writers Speak. As a teacher and poet, I’m always intrigued by the brain’s ability to find meaning, to make those connections between disparate information and find something meaningful in it. I think truth does win out, and play is very important.


    • Amy, thank you. I wonder that myself. We do spend a lot of time chasing our own tails, don’t we? I know I do. As always, thank you for your kind and thoughtful reply.


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