This poem is inspired by W.H. Davies’ poem LEISURE



I was heading towards soul destruction

in a mad rush,

heaven knows for what reason

while every grass was green

the sky blue,

rivers and stream meandering

in a lively dance.

All on a sudden I had to stop

for a little squirrel intending to hide its groundnut

got on my way.

I had to stop as the little nut grew into a ‘Stop’ sign.

The nut was originally a key

to the treasure trove of Nature.

Oh what wealth She had!

I was Ali Baba.

and the work place, like the forty thieves

dissolved into nothingness.

No it’s not a dream.

It did happen to me.




Posted for dVerse Poetics: And the sign said…..hosted by Mish from mishunderstood


14 thoughts on “Stop

  1. Yes, I love the little squirrel. He turned out to be “perhaps little,” but quite important. As they say: “the little things in life.

  2. “No time to see, when woods we pass,
    Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass”
    W. H. Davies would applaud your words for this life stopping moment

  3. What a deep, and for me, timely message you write here that totally reflected what I heard today during my time of meditation. Thanks for reminding me.
    I don’t want to dissolve, to miss the beauty that surrounds me.

  4. Thank goodness for nature’s stop signs. They are speaking to us all the time. We just have to listen. The other day I was sitting at the staff table on my lunch hour. Outside the window, on the grass, a bird was literally staring at me. We just gazed at each other for what felt like a long time. Precious moments!

  5. I love this take on the prompt, Sumana and smiled (when reminded of the backstory of this) at “I was Ali Baba and the work place, like the forty thieves dissolved into nothingness.” Beautifully penned.

Thank You :)

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