Sunday, January 8, 2012

Normal Day?

THE DAY OF DESTRUCTION

The day of destruction dawns like any day
-birds at the feeder, crumbs upon the table-
          "We're almost of toaster bread"she says.
        They hear no murmur of subterranean stresses
       to cause new rifts to gape, to split wide open
                      when earth's crust slips or an inadvertent word
releases tsunamis of ocean or tears         

The day of destruction dawns like any day.
Perhaps the undetected clot may migrate.
              "I'll buy another loaf on my way home."
And who knows? Maybe tis is not the day
the world will end. It still might be a day
like any other day.                  

7 comments:

oldegg said...

I am glad we both chose our unlikely subject for normal. Whatever day it comes we will still be thinking of the jobs to do rather than the good we have done.

Denise Moncrief said...

This is a very well written poem about the unexpected in the middle of the norm. Sometimes what makes a day extraordinary is not the event but the sudden interruption of what is considered normal.

I enjoyed your thoughtful take on the prompt very much.

Giggles said...

Powerfully true! Well written! Enjoyable read!!

chrisd said...

Excellent post. I think it highly likely that the end will come as a normal day, preoccupied with mundane, trivial things.

Well done!

bunnygirl said...

Having grown up during the cold war, wondering each day if it would be The Day, I find a certain reassuring charm in this. Yes, it might be the day of destruction, but then again...maybe not. Here we still are, so perhaps it will be tomorrow.

Maggie May said...

Lets hope it won't be soon!!!!!!
Theres a failed Russian space ship gotta come down somewhere within the next few days!!!!!! Got a tin hat?
Maggie X

Nuts in May

Mad Kane said...

Very powerful and well done!

And thanks as always for your fun submissions to my Limerick-Offs!

Madeleine Begun Kane