The Royal We

trio in nature

The Royal We

We held a meeting
Called a quorum
Banged the gavel

Called to order
Read the minutes
Decided that we

Would try to do some
Things a little different
Around here

Thoreau was right
You know
Those words of his

On vanity and writing
Sitting down before you
Stand

Stand up and do some living
And we decided more than that
Life has had its share of fear

And when you meet it, stare it square
Fear  is  lost
A mystery not lost on us

We banged the gavel rung the bell
And called it short
This meeting of the minds

Released us, we dive into life
The three, we conquers now of fear
That while the meek may inherit the earth

Joy comes in the morning
And in the afternoon
Right after you stand up

To fear
Tell  it to take a hike
And took a stand

To do your living standing up
Before you vainly
Sat to write

Of all the weight of glory
We felt bearing down
Upon the three of us

The business of a life well lived
Thoreau
He knows

And now
So do we
The brave and  royal we.

2 thoughts on “The Royal We

  1. I’ve missed you, friend. Summer’s been a little spotty in my favorite blog reading. I do love this:
    “And we decided more than that
    Life has had its share of fear
    And when you meet it, stare it square”
    Amen!
    I’m amazed by the different forms and ways you have of conveying your poetry. It is your voice, always, but fresh and startlingly new each time.
    Sending you much love and summer graces, dear Elizabeth.

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