Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Unto The Least Of These

Have you ever considered
the depth of a raindrop?
Not in millimeters,
the incestuous child
of pi r squared,
and pi(ab).
How many does it take
to make a blade of grass grow?
A tree?
A forest?
Is their a finite supply
that falls and rises
like tides
on dwindling seas?
Are they tears
wept for flesh-bare angels,
that fall silent
without a crust of bread?
What happens
when the last one falls?


Anonymous said...

This is a wonderfully wrought-out message.

Don Iannone said...

Falls heavier upon me
than a monsoon of feelings.
All began as a single drop.

Filled with intrigue, Pat.

I like the way the poem arises, peaks, and and then falls back

Here is the form I get from reading the poem:


Know what I mean?

Sue hardy-Dawson said...

a scorched sort of place and our epitaph will be it was someone elses fault

polona said...

pat, this is so profound... love it!

Poetry by Kai said...

neat poem:)

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i got a cbox on my blog that mean i can chat with u from my site...

i told aa abt it, she left me a message...

Russell Ragsdale said...

There is a great range of speculation here. I'm a sucker for this type of poem, BIG TIME! Wistful, beautiful and sad. Loved it!!!

peter said...

I have to admit, I DONT KNOW!!!

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

well done, pat, well done!

floots said...

i'm with aurora
this is a fine piece

Masago said...

Excellent...deep thoughts about ordinary stuff.

Amalendu said...

meticulously crafted...
on the lighter side I remembered my Geometry teacher in the School who use to teach us the circumference of a circle (2pai r) volume (Pai r square)

Borut said...

Beautiful. Great questions?
'Whenever a nation refuses to pay poor-rate, God will, in return, deny them the rain and blessings coming from heavens.
If it were not for animals, not a single raindrop would have fallen.' (attributed to Mohammed)

Poetry by Kai said...

i saw ur message...thank u.....

i dont know how to follow the comment....

Wystful1 said...

This is simply a spellbindingly, beautiful question. What depth in your text writing and thought.

I came here from "Past Tense" - from the sidebar links, and I'm happy to be here and have you share your talent with us!!

Christine Klocek-Lim said...

I do believe there is a finite supply of water. The percentage of fresh to salty is astonishingly small. That makes it all the more precious, as this poem seems to say.

sage said...


Pat Paulk said...

Thank you Aurora!

Thanks Don! Understand the poem building, peaking, and falling back, not sure I understand the symbols.

Sue you are right!! Always is! I think it's Aurora's!!

Thank you Kai!! I did.

Thanks Russell!!

Peter, I don't either!!

Andrew, I think we'd all be very "well done"!

Thanks Floots! (She's a dangerous person to hang out with).

Thanks Vaughn!!

Shyamalee, I remember my geometry teacher too, and it's not a good memory!! Thank you!!

Thanks Borut!!

Wystful I am very glad you did!! Thank you for such a wonderful compliment!!

Christine, regardless of who, what, where and when we all stop without it!

Thanks Sage!!

moonlight said...

its really a wonderful message,love yr comments about whitney's post

steve said...

Each one counts for something.

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