Stephen Loomes

Veteran Poet - 1,982 Points (21ST JUNE 1950 / SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA)

Have A Good Time While You Are Here - Poem by Stephen Loomes

You’re leaning
Against a railing
It’s 500 metres down
You’re thinking
About something
An earthquake splits the ground

You’re falling
Past the outcrops
Down towards the land
Just then
You think of something
Staring at the back of your hands

Now you are flying
No longer falling
Not awake but in a dream
Now you
Can do something
Anything you can comprehend

You are lying
In a bathtub
Relaxing in the foam
When everything
In your attention
Flattens like paper
To two dimensions

It is thin
The brittle membrane
That wraps reality inside
One blow
And it is bleeding
This cocoon in which you hide

Exploding fear
Beyond controlling
Sends you running from that space
Just stop
Let it take you
And terror will turn to grace.

There is no ticket
To this lifetime
You don’t know
What put you here
No one tells you
When you will be leaving
Remember! Have a good time
while you’re here.

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death

Form: Epigram

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This recollection might allow an apocryphal account; I remember reading of archaeologists uncovering an arch in tribute to the Sumerian Goddess Ayesha (She who must be obeyed) and on the arch were the words Eat Drink and Be Merry, for Tomorrow, We Die.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 7, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, December 7, 2015

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