Say When

Say When

SAY WHEN

--Lost Poems

Dropping Pianos

“A weight we could not lift, carried it ,and could not set it down.” I believe “Say When”, is a metaphor for the identification of one’s breaking point from an otherwise willing decision.

“The Spring has Sprung”, captures the youthful side of humanity with the simplicity of nature’s instinctual cycle of responses. Nature has its own set of laws which corresponds gracefully with a new born’s innocence. Life seems to slow down when we stop to notice nature’s. . . and its similar season with are very own. In “Wedding Poem: The Park is Holy”, there is distortion during many walks of life until the blanket of September Falls arrives. When the Fall season rolls near, decisions are made effortlessly. Seasons from Spring, to Fall, to Winter arrive to a similar conclusion which is the significance of the important little things in nature.

The poems of Dropping Piano all held a similar meaningful theme, that life is too precious to overlook and not cherish. In “Spring has Sprung” their seem to have been a natural relationship between human kind and nature. We can only imagine what dynamics the parent birds developed for humans while caring for their young. As the more intellectually sound Being, we don’t always respond to what matters the most. In “Wedding Poem...” every important choice has its time and is a distortion if one’s doesn’t wait patiently for that time to come. To sum up “Dropping Piano”, I believed that everyday decisions are seldom made in reflection to other relationships sheering in parallel. In addition, every emotion whether it depicts tragedy or happiness has its particular season as the earth continues to spin.

A Thing To Be Cherished Like The Thought of Heaven

It is a majestic leap of faith that is derived by the fact that we are far too inferior to create the heavens and the Earth, the stars and the sky. Hope of the future is what I would say when we Say When to things out of our control. Life After Death! In it was Mundane, it felt as though the biker road out of the misery into innocence and glee. “We must cherish the task itself...” hinted to a better experience awaited after a tall order (or ride) was completed. In addition, the bike was looking forward to a short moment of day in Boston with whom mattered the most. Simple things outside are valued! Poetry was a career duty and a chore, but ordering tea instead is preferred because simplicity is important and independently loved. The biker leaves heading to Virginia to speak a new tone, to renew his spirit of expression in days where common mundane actions or ideas are magnified. In “it must be true”, the boy had the intelligence and the courage to ask the truth to which a person’s first opportunity can be seen as everything. The future is particularly sweeter when One is set free from a prison of doubt and regret. “It must be cherished”