Sunday, 22 October 2017

Is that a lesson plan?

I’d tear this poem into shreds, minute,
into wild blossoms but not pluck even one
let them ripen for you, into fruit,
and then the fall, decay and its lesson.

I’d tear this poem into a rough sea,
and pick a wave of it to make a raft,
tear it into whatever needs to be
for you to steer and learn the sailor’s craft.

And I’d rip it into a darkened sky
where no sun nor moon not even a pole star
shone out to reassure, you’ll find yourself by
guiding yourself alone to what you are.

And when the trip’s done, you’ve reached the shore, then
I’d piece the million pieces back again.


  1. 'you’ll find yourself by
    guiding yourself alone to what you are'
    Such wisdom. And, I suspect, one of the hardest parts of parenting. Stepping back and letting them find their own way with the pain which will inevitably occur on the journey must be difficult. Rewarding, but soooo hard.

    1. Haha yes, much easier written than done! am transitioning from being a helicopter to regular human.

  2. Hi Nila - love the idea of transitioning between a helicopter and being a 'human bean' again.

    Lovely words ... I guess as kids we tend to unleash ourselves when we're not ready ... and then need to pick ourselves up ... thankfully we have, if we're lucky, homes and security to fall back upon - but we're unique and need to make our own way. But parents have those rose petal fills of life's experiences of their children ... cheers Hilary

    1. Being a child was all about 'I can do it myself!' A parent is more about standing back and watching (with heart in mouth mostly!) Intense and intensely rewarding. Helicopter to 'bean' is an arduous journey :)

  3. That conjures up a very nice visual!

    And you worded the first line very cleverly. "Shreds" immediately gave me the mental image of something small, so I read "minute" correctly, as you meant for me to, and not as a measure of time!

    1. Thank you! It's great when there is 'technical' feedback on the construction. Truly appreciate it!

  4. Like life we are ripped and then back again to move ahead.