The Grieving Pianist’s Song; A Poem for the Earth.

It’s not a life though is it? Sitting day after day waiting waiting waiting for things to begin. Strike up the music. I hear it. I hear it in the distance calling me. The music is always calling me. What does it want? What is it saying? More more. This way come this way… I know your name I am calling you from the heart of the dark forests. 

Your face. I cannot see your face only your body slamming and writhing to the music as you pour out your soul to the world. As you play the burning forests, the drowning refugees, the lost children the choking air, we cannot go on like this. We cannot go on like this. Our heads buried in the sand.

 Locked in, locked down, frozen with fear, the oil refineries draining the earth’s blood, we are dying already, we are heart sick with loss. A hooded figure walks out in a cold wind, they are chasing a memory of connection, of belonging of embrace.

 Dark knights call to me call to me. Follow us into the darkness there is no place for you here, a live one in the dominion of the dead. The living dead. Nodding dog, sleepy head. Wake wake up wake up. I’m so tired of being alone, can’t you see me, can’t you feel me calling you calling you into the valley into the caves where the low fires still burn from long ago. Through the dark portals of rock on and on I call you, my smoke wafts like a dream. I am calling you home.

About this Poem

I wrote this poem to give voice to some grief and pain within me and in response to a call within me. A voice that is calling me. Leading me deeper into myself and my life and my path and my belonging and part of that journey inside is to bring what I discover in the beautiful darkness out. To know that all things can be embraced and welcome, that it is time to bring out from the earth of ourselves what we buried long ago and one of those things is our passion for life and the other thing is our embodied empathy and passionate connection for each other. If you enjoyed this poem you can see more about my work here, or listen to more of my poetry and creative work on my podcast Multiverses; the Ship of Dreams.

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