Words Refuse Death
by Odin odin@aflx.com — Read all 3,869 poems by Odin odin@aflx.com
A survivalists' dilemma argues: at day's end, a writer’s name is irrelevant. The subject, the words, the work reaches to be preserved and remembered.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Words Refuse Death
by Odin Roark
Life’s Residue
Categorized
Filed
Archived
From
worn paths seen through heavy mist
where rubber balls once bounced
bicycle tires rolled
sneakers kicked rocks
Vibram soles trekked
To
transient echoes heard distant
where taxi horns blew
subway rails labored loud
pigeons cooed serenely
radio controlled sail boats
dotted Central Park’s lake
Returned
where gentle touches
made rewarding a mother’s love
a child’s security
a father’s confidence
grandfather’s trust
grandmother’s faith
Such
becomes part of Life’s driftwood
destined to be fed of experience
honored
harvested
used
recycled
Lest we forget
Words know not death
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"Words know not death" says it all.
the good sense to preserve them; Odin, i like
where your mind goes here and where it takes me
and how much language really means to you, not
mere bread and butter but essential sustenance
john
budd