no rhyme or reason

by Wanda Morrow Clevenger

1200px-Green_Boots
Photo of “Green Boots”, Indian climber who died on the Northeast Ridge of Mt. Everest in 1996. Creative Commons: Some rights reserved. Via Wikimedia Commons.

I keep logging on
to the wide world
and see purple paisley
painted posts
on how we are all
>here for a reason<

and wonder if those
posting pilfered prophecy
have considered
all the endless
convoluted angles

are the mass murderers
and rabid rapists and
tireless terrorists and
delusion dimwits
here for some tainted
saintly reason

some grand
“in the wider scheme
of things” propriety
a piddly peon
that is I can’t
ever possibly
perceive

and sometimes
I see posts on how
there’s hallowed reason
why some die while I didn’t
and he didn’t but
only by a thin ripple
in space-time continuum

and there is no tidy
rhyme or reason
for the 200
way up there on
Everest

how Green Boots froze
sitting alone under
an overhang
until over 20 years
the wind lay his cold bones
down to rest, the mountain
making of him
a waypoint marker

Footnote:
Since 2014, Green Boots has been missing, presumably removed or buried.

 

 

Wanda Morrow Clevenger is a Carlinville, IL native.  Over 429 pieces of her work appear in 150 print and electronic publications.  Her debut book This Same Small Town in Each of Us  (2011) paypal link: http://edgarallanpoet.com/This_Same_Small_Town.html   Visit her magazine-type blog updated at her erratic discretion here: http://wlc-wlcblog.blogspot.com/  Her first full-length poetry book where the hogs ate the cabbage is scheduled to release in September of 2017.

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