Sunday, 22 August 2010

moth or mammoth








a moth hovers on ground
its wings broken
only a few hours
but its life cut short
I pick it up
place it on my palm
pitifully it watches me
(or so I think)
time does not travel for it
radial light beckons it
with much effort
dangerously dangling
it rises and falls to the ground.
nothing gets done. nothing gets done.

30 comments:

  1. I think a moth only lives 24 hours. So sad, really, compared to our lives! And then there's the mammoth...

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  2. poignant poem Gautami!
    Pamela

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  3. But it rises.. enough..and then kind hearts offer the injured soothing touch.. lovely poem Gautami..

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  4. You're MOTHering that Moth :)

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  5. lovely Gautami....I do not like killing or destroying anything...but sometimes those MOsquitos get the best of me...we try talking nice to them.....they just keep swarming...anyways I always enjoy your words.....take care

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  6. I suppose out of all living things, we have the strangest appreciation of time.

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  7. I don't normally take much notice of moths, but I will in the future!

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  8. You you always live in the dark?

    But then again it produces your best work aye........

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  9. I love the respect you show toward all of life. Would that others would do the same. Terrific write, as usual,

    Elizabeth

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  10. Remind me of mayfly somehow :) It can only live 30minutes to a day once it reached its adulthood, life is really short:<

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  11. An excellent post! =) The moth has my sympathies, lol. Wonderfully written!

    -Weasel

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  12. Like my day. :) great poem and well put.

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  13. very poignant poem.. I loved it..

    --Someone Is Special--

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  14. sad yet beatifuly portrayed...
    you really have a way with words...

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  15. Your work speaks volumes. I really enjoyed reading this Guatami.

    I also understand your comment re: summer, I'm not one either!

    Hugs, G

    www.mypoeticpath.wordpress.com

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  16. So many moths, so many broken wings in this world...

    ...rob

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  17. So many broken moths, but yet, it could have been a butterfly. And therein lies sorrow for a beautiful life cut short.

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  18. A sad little poem. One can read it for what it is, or as something symbolic.

    I found a stunningly beautiful moth on vacation one year. It looked like it had been painted by Zunis or some other Native American tribe. Nature is so amazing.

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  19. I loved "moth or mammoth." I have a photo I took of a luna moth when I was at a writers retreat recently. I hadn't realized until then that this type only lives 24-76 hours and in the moth phase they have no mouth and that their only function is to procreate. It was living on the ceiling in the lodge where I slept and when it began "rising and falling", I took it outside where it could die peacefully in the green grass.

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  20. Interesting reflection on time and the opportunities open to us. Thanks for dropping by, My Sunday Scribble

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  21. Nothing gets done..yet everything gets done - albeit quickly. Beautifully put..as brief, mighty and succinct as the moth's life itself..thanks for your visit..Jae

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  22. I enjoy imagining you holding that moth. I have written poetry about insects from time to time so reading this one delights me...

    Poor little thing...

    My Carry On Tuesday Poem, Facts and Figures.

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  23. Lovely poem - my garbled thoughts
    properly expressed. I wonder if moths feel time at the same pace that we do.

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  24. I love this. Beautiful, sad, powerful; so many emotions in this poem.

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