Reflection

Reflection
In the waters, there is truth

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Bears and the grief of Winter

J. Rajcich 2011



Winter is the period of grief
after watching the world
slowly fade around you
into a beautiful death.
The flourish of autumn
is the moment of clarity
just before the world dies.
The bears seem wise
to hibernate winter away.
Never being there
for the final breath,
the last words,
or the death rattle.
Bears never see
the grey blanket
drawn over the vibrant
face of Mother Earth
as her soul leaches
from her body into
the groundwater below.
I do not envy the bears though.
They do not feel the pain
or Struggle with the loss.
They only sleep
all winter long
awakening in spring
only to experience
the mundane repetition
of the same old shit.
After a winter of strife
we get the joy of rebirth
coming full circle
from the dark of Morgoth
to the violins of Vivaldi
as that first splash of color
delivers a touch of splendor
back into this harsh world.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

November Crush

The November crush
Grips the inner ghoul
And blackens the heartbeat
which slows to a sluggish pace.
Each beat slow to absorb
Every last ounce of summer blood
Hemorrhaging off the oaks
Spilling to the ground
For the dark season’s ferment.
Broken ghost emotions
Haunting the minds
Of those hunkered down
Away from the bone chill
Clinging to the last time
That they remember feeling
Fuzzy on the inside.
Frozen breezes strike
Those with smiling teeth
Like a dentist’s drill
Killing the friendly gestures
Into a tight lipped grimace.
A holy sweater covered face
Moist with the breath of
A turtle-neck Jesus is
Converting the Masses
To the snug scripture,
While the chicken soup Beelzebub
Tempts the weary spirits away
From the light and into the den
Of baked breads and unforgiveable sin.
Yet this eternal struggle
Between the heavens and hells
Can put itself on hold
Until winter slips away
And returns our imprisoned souls
From solitary confinement
Where they have been stored
Since the November crush began
And there will once again
Be a few souls worth fighting over.