I walk pretty much daily; it’s a comforting place for collecting one’s thoughts and temporarily letting go of all that is happening in our small world, which is quite full lately. So while taking in the inviting fall changes I sifted through the horrors of this last week, and fell to my friends the trees for solace and understanding. They’re very patient and always willing to listen; and then I thought of the trees from “Lord of the Rings,” the ones that uproot themselves and begin walking around. And here was a poem beginning, a What If poem.
WHAT IF–WE BEGIN TO THINK AGAIN …
What if the trees uproot
and walk around?
What if they wave their
branches with a disapproving frown?
What if their hidden faces
become real and scornful?
What if my thoughts become
too sad and mournful?
What if they band together
forming a humanitarian wall?
What if we join them,
young and old, one and all!
What if this happened
all across the world?
What if nothing could stop them,
would peace speak out and become unfurled?
What if they quieted misplaced
anger, war, and famine?
What if nations set aside their arms,
begin to listen, and reexamine?
What if they slowed our steps,
and we began to think–again…
What if, could become a wonderful thing,
if, what if could be released, sing and remain!
© 2017 Michelle Kogan
Here’s a link to Jackie French Koller’s, strong What If poem, you have to read it at her site due to its copyright.
Violet Nesdoly is hosting this weeks Poetry Friday Roundup at her site Violet Nesdoly/poems; and she’s offering up a lovely bevy of pumpkins in words and images. Thanks for hosting Violet!