The Girl
Life is a foolish girl--endlessly laughing.
What amuses her so I cannot tell.
Wise men have found her constant humor baffling--
A merriment that no hardships can quell.
Though tomorrow the guillotine awaits her,
Today is but a festival of song.
She mocks the very blade that terminates her
As to her certain end she runs headlong.
And yet I find Life's utter folly charming.
She sits on whirling stone and jests with stars.
She braids her hair and shines her rings which tarnish
And strums a tender tune on her guitar.
Perhaps because her presence flouts all logic,
She savors every hour of stolen magic.
Jack Clubb has had short stories published in publications such as Black Creek Review, Coffee-Ground Breakfast, The Magic of Words, Northern Stars, Opinion Magazine, Rockford Review, Sunrise, The Taylor Trust, and Voices From The Valley. He has also had several hundred poems published in the United States, the United Kingdom, and India. Jack is grateful every time an editor gives one of his poems an opportunity to sing or gives him the opportunity to tell a story as he writes feverishly from his century-old house at the foot of the Silver Lake Hills in Los Angeles.
Dear Jack -
ReplyDeleteMy my this is such a delight with a threat of a lost head over her (unknowingly of course). I can just hear the cheers now as the crowds enjoy their "cake". Love it.
Kathy
Thank you, Arthur Ford, for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteLOVE THE POEMS BY JACK CLUBB,MWANGUPILI AND SHANNON(I SEE SHE'S A "CHIP OFF THE YOUNG BLOCK")(LOL)!!!
GOOD STUFF!!!!
yours in words,
arthur
Dear Jack,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for all the comments you sent for other writers today. You are always supporting others--a bright light in the writing community. It was a pleasure to published your wonderful poem too. It's generous people like you that make Whispers possible. I am grateful
Blessings,
Karen
Thank you, Rick Sponaugle, for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteAn interesting analogy I'd never think of, full of powerful lines, especially the 'guillotine' one. Very thought provoking.
Dear Jack,
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading your poem today. Writing life as a foolish girl is a thoughtful analogy to ponder and I liked the line "She sits on whirling stone and jests with stars." lovely imagery.
Sandra
Thank you, John Williams, for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteJack is a long time friend. I am always delighted with his talented mind. As Jim Bell once said, "Jack's stroke of genius lights up a page." "The Girl" is a touch of his creative mind. It is always such an uplifting experience when we talk by phone. I'm glad that on life's road I met such an inspiring, interesting and caring friend. Thank you for all your wonderful work.