26 September 2017

Keeping the Blood Flowing



Red blood must flow, you see, or limbs fall off, 
gears un-mesh and mobilities falter—
in machines, flora, fauna, minerals,
or you and me.  May luck bring soft landings

to those who fail after decades caring
for all but self, neglecting maintenance
and accepting less than the best from those
who share their lives.  May prayer bring soft landings

to those who loiter after hope is gone
keeping spirits rising and loving more
than grieving, raising courage for a rerun
of falls and all.  May friendship bring landings

soft and everlasting to those who coax
a smile and prime the flow (that reversals
may happen for this human or mother,
this offspring or shoot) soft landings.



My blog poems are rough drafts. 
Please respect my copyright. 

© 2017 Susan L. Chast



2 comments:

  1. to those who fail after decades caring
    for all but self, neglecting maintenance
    and accepting less than the best from those
    who share their lives. May prayer bring soft landings

    What a hope giving insightful poem...loved this!!

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  2. Love how you ended with the soft landings certainly for the ones who keep spirits rising, love more, raise courage. smile. The world needs many of them to turn the tide

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