Can We Still Imagine?

In the wake of a curious week that saw its fair share of angst and tearful hand wringing from those disillusioned by their political system, my thoughts wandered to John Lennon. The simple yet powerful sentiment of the song Imagine has resonated in my consciousness since I was a child. In the wee hours of November 9, as I listened to the empty words of talking heads on my television, I was forced to revisit the song and ask myself: Can you still Imagine?

 

Can you still imagine?

Does the magic still exist?

Velvet membrane

Pierced by errant arrow

Reserved once for moonlight sail

Calm winds a distant rumble

In the heat of discontent

The addled army plods

Soles grimed with the stench of lost days

Soiled ever more with present passage

Eyes affixed

In lockstep cadence

Marching to highway’s edge

Raging fists

Waving in silence

Lost in the glare of a new day’s dawn

 

 

Can you still imagine?

Does gravity weigh you down?

Fairness ever the illusion

Flaming orange strands

Tickling parched branch

Sucked dry by the sands of mistrust

Starved for tinder

Crazed by dreams of gilded age

Souls burnished with twilight’s gleam

Bright with hope of futures past

Eyes affixed

In lockstep cadence

Marching to cliffs edge

Fists clenched in single resolve

Lost in the glare yesterday’s dawn

 

 

 

 

Keyword: Flames

Advertisements

About Phil

Hi, my name is Phil. I’ve managed to escape the corporate world, rid myself of excess belongings, travel the country extensively in my old Winnebago, and find a new home on a beautiful barrier island in the Gulf of Mexico. I define myself as: a free spirit, a writer, a philosophical anarchist, a poet; a lover of nature, a lover of art, a protector of animals, as well as a devoted friend and partner
This entry was posted in General, Poetry, Reflection, Uncategorized, Writing and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

5 Responses to Can We Still Imagine?

  1. Sheryl says:

    Believe me or not, you were missed. So glad to be reading your posts again.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. lovely poem… Like the edge

    Like

  3. At this point I sing-
    can we still imagine
    a world without fear,
    a world without war,
    In between the lands
    needing no bars…
    Can we still imagine
    a King so fair,
    Whose Wisdom is True
    and not counted by hair.. Can we still imagine
    we all are but One
    no matter how much
    we call us Asian or American..
    I do.. Well it’s time that we believe and act accordingly

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s