Treasure Island

Allan Gerard


~A Mouses Journey~


Create this song, lonesome maestro
Mice without a home to call
Live in dark holes for forever

Prisoners in a war of evolution
The cat so crafty plays on a solution

Take this share and live in peace
Should you venture I shall feast

Rose of Sharon, hold my caterpillar
Hope that I can make it
Past the jaws that quiver
Past the things that slither

In times past we gathered
Ran for absolution, prayed for revolution
Traded our holes for halves
Gave our lives for laughs

And at last I've darkened the map
Ran enough to know there's nothing left
Cared enough to show, rose the tears I wept

Maze within this matrix
I'm amazed how far I made it

Watched the fish beguile the fisher
Saw the hunter steal his moment
Watched the lion protect his family
But if only for a second

Watched the day conquer the night
Saw the fight the knight took over
Watched the order brought to chaos
And rejection called disorder

Here alone I sit, these scenes that fill my head
Oh, how my crown is really heavy
How this life is really death
How this death is pretty empty

Like the hole inside my chest
Like the home, a hole I lived in
Until there was nothing left
But the peace, I found a piece, within this chaos

Submitted: Sunday, February 16, 2014
Edited: Monday, February 17, 2014

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I'm adding notes because I feel it is needed.

Life isn't always what you make it, life is often times dictated from the onset and you learn to adapt and evolve beyond what has been given. I love life and I love death without it life doesn't exist because you can't have one without the other in this temporary construct, beyond this is a different story, speculative and truly unknown to man. What one believes doesn't make it so and that is where the creation of what's defined as faith and hope come in. They are both useful tools that should be used as catalysts to living a more positive, more evolved life.

The idea was that we are all the mouse as well as the cat, the snake, the fisherman, the fish, the hunter and the lion that is the way of evolution. Learning to embrace what evolution is and our own human nature on a positive note is what separates us from the animals. The problem is much of humanity want to live as animals and conquerors with no thoughts given as to who we have to hurt or climb over on our way to the top.

Yet where humanity falls short is embracing the nature of evolution and growing without love and the appreciation of life, with no knowledge of the connection of all creation in existence.

We are all the hunters and the prey but where our focus should be is this... Seeing that humanity is sick and the world is suffering along with the humans in it. We are the sickness but we are also the cure once we learn to love each other and embrace one another wherever we are, no matter how much we agree or disagree with our brothers and sisters then we can learn to live a little more positively and then we can learn to smile and be proud of the world we live in and those that exist within it.

Sure there are few that are trying, BUT, many long to just connect to the great pleasure machine while they entertain, medicate and distract themselves with things that are just of no real importance.

Yes, It is every humans right to do what they want and if they want to spend 5 hours looking at who wore what to where and with whom they were conversing and what they were eating and drinking they can, But that is one of life's great distractions and there should be a balance in all things.

When humanity learns to balance out all this time we have on our hands along with the many other things that can be thrown are way and positively work through it all adapting and evolving they help mankind. It is learning to find that center and a balance within the cosmic equilibrium of what this life is.

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  • Diane Hine (7/21/2014 9:13:00 PM)

    All living things are running around versions of the hamster wheel. I think your poem expresses this reality very well. (Report) Reply

  • Michelle Claus (7/19/2014 10:25:00 PM)

    This poem is melancholy, but not hopeless. I appreciate seeing through the mouse's perspective. (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (7/11/2014 7:38:00 AM)

    A very deep write this is. You wrote this with all of
    your heart and soul plus some more. Life is like
    a cat and mouse game sometimes. I love the the line
    I find peace in the chaos. Well done. (Report) Reply

  • Colleen Courtney (7/3/2014 8:17:00 AM)

    Ah! This poem is a masterpiece! Take this share and live in peace, should you venture, I shall feast. Good god that line is so awesome! However, as Mich as I enjoyed the poem itself, I must say that your poet's notes are so spot on! We have the same views on life, death and what this crazy old world is really supposed to be about.
    I am one of those who is always searching and moving ever one step closer on my quest towards enlightenment. I couldn't agree with your sentiments more about how so many waste their precious time here worrying about the most inane and assinine trivialities. This is a definite must for my favorites list for I feel I must share this with other like minded souls. Of course that number is relatively small but take heart! They'll get it! (Report) Reply

  • Mandolyn ... (7/1/2014 3:13:00 PM)

    Very good write! It holds depth and has good rhythm throughout, as I read this the tune followed nicely. My favorite part is about living in dark holes. I am a lover of caves and shade, so... anything that resembles that hooks me. Though I know it can't be healthy to want to hideout all the time, your message is clear and defines you. Very cool. (Report) Reply

  • Amanda Laurent (3/16/2014 12:39:00 AM)

    Oh, how my crown is really heavy
    How this life is really death
    How this death is pretty empty
    I thought these lines were particularly beautiful. I enjoyed that instead of evoking a sense of despair or sadness from death and life's hardships, your words instead evoked a sort of empowerment. I think one can find strength and tranquility in coming to terms with the ups and downs of life and death with an it is what it is, accept it, appreciate the beauty and irony, and move on attitude. (Report) Reply

  • Ken E Hall (3/2/2014 2:42:00 PM)

    Wonder poem as you use a mouse for your vehicle for this great poem has I read it it makes me glad I don't eat animals... Einstien said in the coming years animal slaughter will be viewed as murder...cosmic equilirium? ...regards (Report) Reply

  • Ed Nigma (2/23/2014 6:43:00 AM)

    That was some very insightful feedback and I appreciate you taking the time to make that suggestion I will keep that in mind when I go to publish. Not sure when that will be but whenever it is I will. it's a very good suggestion and had to read what you wrote twice before my reply. Thank you very much lynn, Allan Gerard~ (Report) Reply

  • Lynn Anne Brown (2/23/2014 6:13:00 AM)

    I received two gifts when you invited me to read your poem
    First the Poem itself, which spoke to my heart and created the mood and opened the door to the prose you used to reflect on the meditation that led to the poems writing.
    The poem itself is well constructed, acknowledging the nature of humanity while inviting it to seek it's higher self. And speaks well to the heart, the intuitive self, looking for comfort of knowledge the mind can only sometimes touch.
    The prose in the note, reveals the Philosophy, the Spiritual underpinnings which inspires the heart that wrote it, acting as a bridge between intuition and reason. Giving the mind the opportunity to reflect on what the heart already knows. Allowing it a way into places that are not really all that familiar to it. And honestly frightens it a bit in the fact that, that knowledge lies beyond the tools we use to measure of everyday reality.

    Together, they create a picture, the poem, the art, the prose the frame that gives it a structure to hold it in. A place to be in a world that is often to busy to stop and smell the roses.

    So I'd like to suggest something I think that you already know but have not yet found the place to put it into form. That when you publish the poem, in a book, or other form, that these two pieces of writing belong together, not as poem and note, so much as poem and prose, on balancing the other, each speaking to a different part of our being so that the musing can be understood by what often seems to be the opposing forces that we struggle to understand within ourselves. (Report) Reply

  • Sandra Feldman (2/22/2014 4:01:00 PM)

    This poem is Grandiose.
    It encompasses all the tremors and thoughts and feelings about Life and Death.
    Plus your own personal feelings, majestically transmitted to the reader.
    A poem to read over and remember always. (Report) Reply

  • Fiona Schwartzinoff (2/22/2014 3:21:00 PM)

    Oh my goodness, I really liked this one! One of your best! Seriously. It's not too obscure and its not too obvious. It's perfect. I love the last few stanzas - it wraps up everything so perfectly.
    Oh, and I found the author's note rather inspiring too. :) (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (2/22/2014 9:03:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem. Very well written. Life is with pair of opposites. Finding peace is most challenging, but eventually we find our own ways to deal with it. Thank you for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Kevin Patrick (2/20/2014 11:14:00 PM)

    I've been a mouse and I have been a cat, and sometimes I've even been a rat, but the mouse is spirited and has to make do with what nature created for it. This made me feel comforted in a way almost secular spiritual, plus you have a great rhythm with words they just slide with life. Great stuff (Report) Reply

  • Shania K. Younce (2/20/2014 10:49:00 PM)

    I like this poem a lot. I understood the poem before I even read your notes. These are the type of questions I hourly and daily in my head. The ones that keep me up into early mornings and wake me in the mornings. This poem I relate to. Maybe not in all the ways you might have meant. I love this poem. I agree with it. Bien! (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (2/20/2014 8:31:00 AM)

    Amazing write, life is not simple as we are complex, we learn to live whatever our situation is and try to find harmony within our many instincts to behave in different ways! (Report) Reply

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