Though a country road
Hundreds pass each morning
Off to work, school, errands
Passing a slow pace
By my home with the
Maple out front
My mission as messenger
Is to inform and remind
Humanity that there are others
And to the others
That I am trying
To understand
Trans flag
BLM flag
Green planet flag
Old Glory
Pride flag
ERA flag
Adding to this collection
When I learn something new
Neighbors BLM flag stolen
There’s work to be done
The stillness of the opening stanza – your home with the ‘Maple out front’ – begins to ripple beautifully as you lead us through the poem and begin to describe your ‘mission as messenger’ which is a complete joy to read! I can just imagine the flags flying before your home. The final stanza – practical and yet deeply human (your willingness to learn and your awareness that your neighbour’s BLM flag has been stolen so ‘There’s work to be done’) is truly moving. You haven’t added too much emotion to this observation, so the practical way in which you notice the absence of the BLM flag and what that absence represents – makes even more of an impact and underlines your quiet determination. Beautiful.
Thank you! Your words are encouraging. Always looking for new flags!