In Our Own Backyard – for D’versepoets

I think if I ever go looking for my hearts desire again, I won’t look any further than my own backyard, because if it isn’t there, I never really lost it to begin with.”  – Dorothy, from the movie Wizard of Oz

 

everything around us is all we’ll ever need

if what we ask for, and the angels please,

is where, and what we gently seed

we map a world away

draw far fetched places, smooth fractals,

inch imaginary centers of expectation

close together and, tether the wind.

we let the breeze caress escapades

that morph into escape, vacation in rest stops.

we are migrating monarchs winging our way

to havens that no longer exist

all as if life were not enough.

imitating the universe, we forever retreat

from the perfect place

where breath and brain birthed into light,

every vulnerable moment of our dying

wasted in clothing darkness

bending light

to showcase and shine on the possibility

of what we think we might be.

I was always looking elsewhere

for what I thought was missing in the now.

believing life,

starting as a source of light

dissipated in time, in the smog

and clutter of humanity

shining only in the mirror of others

your own back yard seemed never a place

to find the art of who you really were

to hear the soul song of your own music

shed the skin and rattle

of a lifetime in the desert.

so we are forever leaving

our molted shadows behind us

moving towards the light we cast

in our sunsets and sunrises lived

sauntering around in circles

for the very thing that resides

in our own backyard

I have cast for answers

on the very limits of a life lived

thought if I put it out there

the world would

request an audience,

proffer an invitation

to search the unknown

only to discover

what has always been

here, now

within the boundaries I set

from the beginning

fenceless, fearless

in my own backyard.

19 comments on “In Our Own Backyard – for D’versepoets

  1. smiles….if you have not read arathi’s hers is similar…in finding the happiness in yourself and not your surroundings…there is a nice contentment there….there is much to appreciate in life no matter where we are…

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  2. we are migrating monarchs winging our way
    to havens that no longer exist
    all as if life were not enough.

    Can well imagine the monarchs fluttering around leisurely in the backyard within its own time and space. Can be most mesmerizing. One needn’t go elsewhere. Great imagery John!

    Hank

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  3. This is so lovely and wonderful–every line a treat to be savored and reflected on. So many lines resonate with me.
    “so we are forever leaving
    our molted shadows behind us
    moving towards the light we cast
    in our sunsets and sunrises lived
    sauntering around in circles”

    Maybe these, most of all, at the moment:
    “we map a world away
    draw far fetched places, smooth fractals,
    inch imaginary centers of expectation
    close together and, tether the wind.
    we let the breeze caress escapades
    that morph into escape, vacation in rest stops.”

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  4. Insightful and beautiful poem. So very true, we need to be aware and observe our own surroundings. I would to take the opportunity to congratulate and wish you all the best in your new teaching position. Kind regards, Iris.

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