June 11, 2012
Last Day on Earth
The day before launch
maybe gone for a year
perhaps half right
Your last day on Earth
what would you do?
Robbing the piggybank of time
to spend it on what ever you desire
We live in quarantine
a flower by any other name
that smells like white collar prison
You know your crew well
they become your second family
I have said my good byes
the hugs are done
a walk on the beach
and time for a good cry
You eat anything you want
No one speaks of this as a last supper
but it is
You time your bathroom habits
do I drink my morning coffee?
Like a dike holding back the sea
will my diaper survive
oh the marvels of rocket science
A solitary walk with nature
alligators
cranes
turtles
no see-ums
decorating my ankles with nasty red bumps
a parting kiss from Mother Earth
We study like students
cramming for an exam
this time a mistake costs more than ten points
Focus on your duties
it won’t fail because of me
Like Samson’s hair
my family
the root to all my strength
I will return
Oh how does one spend your last day on Earth
What would you do?









Beautiful thoughts!!
Comment by Doris J. Wolfram — June 12, 2012 @ 4:37 am
Last day on Earth, what would you do ?
Lot of things. However, I don’t know if I could do everything in one day, but here below comes some ideas :
I would embrace all the flowers of the planet, breath them till I become a tree of life.
I would search in this last day on Earth all the birds who surrounds me : on the floor, on the trees, in the sky, everywhere.
In the morning I would eat “mes tartines au Nutella” with my “café au lait” thinking : – “It’s going to be a long time without this exquisite breakfast which makes me feel so happy.
As it’s a long time I don’t do it, I would dance belly dance wearing my oriental clothes. (I love this music. It makes me feel Heaven).
I would listened some music.
I would do a little bit of sport “in order to evacuate…”
I would take care of my body : nails, hair, hairs, …a great shower.
I would eat what my body needs, maybe some meat, some vegetables and maybe a piece of “un bon gâteau”.
I would look at my family, friends photos, and also photos of myself.
I would pray imagining millions of candle lights as a holy sanctuary.
My last night, I would look at the sky in a big silence, without thoughts.
Comment by LUNA — July 3, 2012 @ 10:24 pm