The survival instinct (poem) by J. K. Roseline on AuthorsDen

The survival instinct
by J. K. Roseline → (All Poetry by J. K. Roseline)
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Creatures in the wild live bearing all in the stride Without a cover, without a coat, screen or weather proofing set Taking the hit like a boxer’s punching bag The changing season’s various beats The numbing snow, the hot raging winds The pitter patter laughter of rains The glare of the summer sun The pressure of the swelling clouds Rains bellowing down flowing thru the ground Soaking ,rotting grooves of plants The fierce harrowing hurricane winds Twisting, turning upside down each wing At times when earth is hoarse, dry and gapes Looks up for rains with an open mouth Soar and sickening heat sparing none Consumed by flames leaping tongues Barren and abandoned the wastelands cry Drying twigs, trunk squeal for water of life Up above frozen mountains show frosted face Where life stands still and white like a frozen stone The story is same for all living things big or small Sufferings and pain are costs you pay for being! Life indeed is the most precious possession for one and all.

Reviewed by Diana Wiles

Reviewed on May 11, 2014

A very true and thought provoking poem...To be born we must at some point die...the way we choose to live in this world with all it's myriad risks, happinesses etc. is our choice....nature is always a good teacher..
Diana...

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on May 10, 2014

You summed up the great mystery of life very well. Life is a stubborn holdout that can survive the harshest of conditions, even thrive. We humans with our technological protections, are perhaps, the most vulnerable of all because we have lost touch with base survival and what it means.

Ron

Reviewed by audrine max

yep, we can never outsmart mother nature.

Reviewed by Michael Schafer

So true.

Michael D.

Reviewed by E Phillips

To be tossed and torn and battered about
That's partly what life is all about
But to live learn and love
That is so much more
And you tell that story so very well from a distant shore.
Many thanks.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Survival is the game plan for all living creatures and organisms, big or small, stationary or mobile. We are all given the capacity to weather life's troublesome seasons and, if we are strong enough we live to fight yet another day.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

We can learn much from Mother Earth, if we only listen to her cries.

Reviewed by Mary Cochrane

I bet we as humans can learn something from these trees. Through the rain, summer, winter and autumn, they remain strong. Life is a bliss but only when lived positively through each season and moment. Very well penned J.K.
Mary

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Indeed life is our own making. If you think of pain all the time, and not giving a thought to the things that you ought to be happy about, then you'll get pain all your life.

The metaphors in this poem are excellent, beautifully-written, and there are so much we can learn for ourselves. If the nature can do it to survive, and so can we. I really liked this a lot. Thank you Roseline!!

Sandie :o)