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Poems From the Porch 39

John is a freelance writer, ghostwriter, storyteller, and poet. He always tries to include a message or social commentary in his writing

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White Shark: Image by Xandra_Iryna from Pixabay

Is It Safe to Go Back in the Water?

Well, just when we thought the worst of the virus was over here and it appeared that it was almost "safe to go back in the water," there is a second wave of outbreaks in Victoria (mainly due to people ignoring directives like social distancing.) People congregating at hotels, restaurants and parties, and even going to work after they showed signs of illness or had even tested positive to the virus and been told to self-isolate at home.

This disregard for the welfare of others and the community as a whole has led to the virus again spreading to New South Wales and new outbreaks there. It's like going back into the sea after a swimmer was attacked and killed by a shark the previous day in the same area.

Although my state of Queensland has been quick to close its borders, three irresponsible girls (two 19 year-olds and a 21 year-old) lied to airport officials that they had been to Melbourne, gave false names and IDs, and returned home to a South Brisbane suburb. Despite showing signs of illness one of these women went back to work, attended church and went shopping over an eight day period before being tested and found positive to the virus. Extensive tracking and testing is being done in an attempt to contain the virus before it spreads further in this state.

Due to second waves of outbreaks in many countries it appears that we cannot become complacent and have to endure and support tough measures for the long haul. That's if we ever want to defeat this and return to some form of normality.

Anyway, enough of my griping, let's get on to reading some poetry from the porch.

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Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

Kyler J Falk

"I have a request that may pose a real challenge for you here:

Life is so diverse and full of different perspectives that clash, collide, and combine into this beautiful picture we call life; as such, I've likened its many layers to an onion and its infinite possibilities to the tesseract.

I would absolutely love for you to devise an epic tale of the relationship between the many-layered onion, and the many-faced tesseract!"


Kyler, you weren't wrong when you said this may pose a challenge. I mulled over this for ages and how I could incorporate this into a poem. It would be epic, as you say and probably need a whole article on its own. Instead of procrastinating any longer I sat down and wrote a poem. I doubt it is what you had in mind but it is about the relationship between an onion and a tesseract, and the best I could do.


In geometry, a tesseract means the fifth dimension. In the world of A Wrinkle in Time, a tesseract is that as well, but also an exciting and dangerous way to travel through space and time

— Mrs Whatsit - A Wrinkle in Time

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Image by Istvan Pocsai from Pixabay

The Onion and the Tesseract

“Greetings Dear Miss Tesseract.

Tell me, how goes your day?

I hope you’ve spent it fruitfully,

Not wasting it away.”


”Hello Mr Onion,

Thank you for you concern.

Each day has complications

But life is lived to learn.”


”I must say you confuse me,

You have so many sides.

I often am left wondering

What purpose you provide.”


”I think that’s rather rude of you.

To be useful, we all try.

It seems whenever you’re around

I’m always made to cry.”


“My intention isn’t to insult,

But to try to understand,

Are you a cube within a cube

Or something far more grand?”


“You really shouldn’t judge me

For you aren’t without your sin.

You have many hidden layers

Beneath your thin brown skin.”


“I did try to apologise,

But you’re just a hyper cube.

You’ve turned your prejudice on me,

I’m offended and that’s rude.”

“Well, I find you quite a bully,

You should practice what you preach.

You say you don’t mean to offend,

But it’s tears you seem to seek.”

A 3D projection of an 8-cell Tesseract performing a simple rotation about a plane which bisects the figure from front-left to back-right and top to bottom

A 3D projection of an 8-cell Tesseract performing a simple rotation about a plane which bisects the figure from front-left to back-right and top to bottom

“I guess we are too different

To find a common ground.

Conversing was a waste of time.

I may see you around.”


”Goodbye to you, good riddance,

Go back to your true fans.

You should stay in the kitchen

Among the pots and pans.”


”You’re really a conundrum,

And, in fact, a total sham.

I hear your one and only friend’s

A parallelogram.”


“You started all the insults,

So please don’t even speak.

Don’t talk to me about my friends,

You’re related to a leek!”


The Onion and the Tesseract

Were never meant to meet,

They had nothing in common

On which they could agree.


People can be like that too,

They scorn what they don’t know.

Ignorance just breeds contempt,

So let your knowledge grow.


Learn all you can of others

And don’t be quick to judge,

Unless you’ve walked wearing their shoes

Through miles of mud and sludge.


Lorna Lamon

”I do have another suggestion if you need one - "The smell of the earth after the rain".”


Lorna, thank you for your prompt and also for informing me the word to describe this is actually “petrichor.”

But the true lover of rain... has a deep inner enjoyment of the rain, as rain, and his sense of its beauty drinks it in as thirstily as does the drinking earth. It refreshes and cools his heart and brain; he longs to go forth into the fields, to feel its steady stream, to scent its fragrance; to stand under some heavy-foliaged chestnut-tree, and hear the rushing music on the crowded leaves.

— John Richard Vernon, "The Beauty of Rain," 1863

The Smell of Earth After Rain (Petrichor)

There are many scents that I recall

from years ago, when I was small,

engraved forever in my brain,

like the smell of wet earth after rain.


I can’t describe the distinct smell,

but I’m sure you know it very well.

from Petra, Greek for ’stone or rock’

and ichor, ‘fluid from the gods.’

Petrichor, oh petrichor!

The earthy scent that I adore,

when parched dry soil is touched by rain

I inhale deep the geosmin.


Bill Holland

”Next up, from The Beatles, "Can't Buy Me Love."”


That is a great song Bill. I hope my poem does it justice.

Don’t marry a rich man. Marry a good man. He will spend his life trying to make you happy. No rich man can buy that.

— Staness Jonekos

Can't Buy Me Love

The Beatles sang, “Can’t Buy Me Love,”

and I believe that too.

Though many seem to think they can,

but I doubt such love is true.


Companionship, it can be bought

in all its many forms,

but tender, caring, heartfelt love

doesn’t favour rich or poor.


Money acquires many things,

houses, companies, land, and cars.

It can even start or end a war,

and fund future tours of a Mars.


Some people lack a conscience,

it’s the dollar signs they crave,

but a billion dollars can’t buy love.

it just makes you a slave.


There’s no need to show off all your wealth,

that’s not what love’s about.

Just be thoughtful, kind, and good

and real love will seek you out.

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Image by katermikesch from Pixabay

This content is accurate and true to the best of the author’s knowledge and is not meant to substitute for formal and individualized advice from a qualified professional.

© 2020 John Hansen

Comments

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on September 22, 2020:

Thank you for at least reading these poems HaremCinema. I wish you could have appreciated them, but at least you try.

HaremCinema on September 22, 2020:

I was, sadly, not blessed with the ability to appreciate peoms. But I keep reading them in the thought that, maybe one day, I will wake up to them. Thanks for this hub.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 10, 2020:

I surprise myself sometimes too Nithya haha. I think some of the subjects are impossible but usually find the words. I appreciate your support and generous comment.

Nithya Venkat from Dubai on August 10, 2020:

I enjoyed reading the poems but I was blown away by The Onion and the Tesseract. I am amazed by the way you can write on any topic.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 09, 2020:

Hi Denise, yes that poem of the onion and the tesseract was something a little different. I wasn’t sure what direction it would take until I started to write it. Thanks for reading.

Denise McGill from Fresno CA on August 09, 2020:

These are fabulous. I was intrigued by the Onion and the Tesseract. I didn't see that direction coming. It sort of reminded me of a poem of arguing in Alice in Wonderland. I loved it.

Blessings,

Denise

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 08, 2020:

It is always wonderful to receive your comments Rasma. Rain occurs so rarely here that it the smell of it on the earth is one of the most welcome scents to experience. Thank you for visiting the porch once again.

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on August 08, 2020:

I enjoyed them all but especially the one about the smell of the earth after rain which I always love and Can't Buy Me Love with the song playing in my mind as I read.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 07, 2020:

Thank you Alicia. That one took me the most time and effort to figure out the approach I would take on a tricky subject. I appreciate your comment. Have a good weekend.

Linda Crampton from British Columbia, Canada on August 07, 2020:

I love the first poem, John. It's witty and creative. I enjoyed reading the other poems, too, but my favourite was the first one.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 06, 2020:

Thank you so much for continuing to read my work Devika. Yes, what a wonderful smell that is.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 06, 2020:

Thank you Liz. I have never met a topic I couldn’t conquer haha. Well I do my best. As a writer I feel it important that we use our art to convey a message or commentary on society or life in general. Take care.

Devika Primić from Dubrovnik, Croatia on August 06, 2020:

Hi Jodah I enjoyed reading all the poems. I liked the smell of rain and the earth.

Liz Westwood from UK on August 06, 2020:

This is a great collection of verse. It seems that no subject is beyond your reach. I appreciate the way that you inject your poetry with humour and inciteful commentary on life.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 06, 2020:

Kyler, I appreciate you finding the time to read this despite everything else that is going on around. I knew it wouldn’t be exactly what you had in mind but I guess that is the beauty of us all having different takes on a subject. It always offers that element of surprise. The word petrichor was actually coined by a couple of Australians in the 80s I think if I remember. Glad you liked that poem. Until next time, take care and stay safe.

Kyler J Falk from Corona, CA on August 06, 2020:

During this time of protesting/riots keeping me busy and away from writing, I'd say you did an excellent job with my suggested topic! I was hoping for something more along the lines of the onion never changing no matter how many layers you went deeper and the tesseract never ceasing to be unreliable and shifty, but the direction you took it was excellent and hard-hitting nonetheless! In the end it hearkens to this time in history of great division, and such a timely piece doesn't disappoint on any level.

"The Smell of Earth After Rain" was my favorite this time around on the porch. For me, there is always something so visceral about the rain; it strikes me deeply and I can't help but wish for it to come back every time it leaves. I didn't know the smell of earth after rain was called petrichor, but that smell is something I crave often and savor when it finally comes around.

Your poetry has given me a much-needed respite from the veritable civil war occurring here in America, and as I steamroll all the other onions and tesseracts I'll be looking forward to your next porch!

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 06, 2020:

Thank you for reading these poems, Sannyasi. Your comment is greatly appreciated.

Sannyasi Raja from Durgapur, West Bengal, India on August 06, 2020:

Your poems tell us many of your experiences in life. I enjoyed them.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 06, 2020:

Haha, Eric. Yes, when I have any to spare I usually buy something my wife wants or needs, or that she tells me I need.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on August 06, 2020:

Well buying love is my favorite -- or was that "can't". Hmm, if I had more money I would at least try to use it on my wife.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 06, 2020:

Laura thank you for the detailed and insightful comment. Yes, the wet earth usually signifies flower will be blooming in the next few days. Always a welcome sight. Take care and stay healthy.

Lora Hollings on August 06, 2020:

Wonderful poems, John. My favorite was “The Onion and the Tesseract.” It was a very challenging assignment that you pulled off with wit, flair, and much insight. I especially liked the last three stanzas where you drew some sharp parallels between these two and people who can’t find common ground.I also loved Petrichor. It certainly would be nice to get some rain here as we’ve been having triple digit temps all summer and hardly any rain. How I would love to smell the wet earth and see the flowers emerge once more!

And your poem certainly did justice to one of my favorite Beatles' songs! Take care and many thanks for sharing your talent and diligence.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

Peggy, I like it when something I write proves educational as well as entertaining. I hope you can put those new words to good use. Thanks.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

Hi Manuela. Thank you for reading and enjoying these poems.

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on August 05, 2020:

I enjoyed all of your poems and learned some new words along the way. Tesseract, petrichor, and geosmin were the words added to my knowledge today. Thanks!

Manuela from Portugal on August 05, 2020:

It was so difficult to choose, I voted option D. Great work!

Linda Lum from Washington State, USA on August 05, 2020:

John, that happens to me too. I try to not get discouraged, especially if I've put 4 to 6 hours into research. Just thinking/hoping that other people are gaining from the article as well.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

Hi Linda. I was pretty proud I could even come up with a poem about the relationship between an onion and a tesseract. I hope Kyler likes it too. You are right though, you won’t see them together again.

It is funny though, often the people I write a poem for don’t check the article where it appears. I usually wait a week or so and give them some hint that they have missed it haha. Take care.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

Shauna, I had to research the tesseract as well. I had heard of it but wasn’t sure. As always I am happy you enjoyed each of these poems.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

Thanks MsDora, I always try to include a moral if I can. I am glad they hit home. Stay well.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

Hey Nell, always good to see you. It is nice to know my poetry gives you a smile, and I hope you feel better getting that off your chest about the under 30s. In a lot of cases I have to agree with you. Take care.

Linda Lum from Washington State, USA on August 05, 2020:

John, I enjoyed all three, but I simply had to vote for the tesseract and the onion. You really stretched yourself on that one; I hope Kyler likes it. (By the way, unlike your Owl and Pussycat, I'm assuming we won't see them together again).

And, any poem that brings back memories of the Beatles is a good thing in my book.

Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on August 05, 2020:

Great job on all three, John. Honestly, I had no idea what a tesseract was until you explained it. I think The Onion and the Tesseract is brilliant. It has flow and a wonderful message to boot.

I love the smell of the earth after it rains, so I enjoyed that one, too.

And who can't love any piece of literature inspired by a Beatles song?

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on August 05, 2020:

The poems are all good, as usual. However I like the morals with which you conclude in poems 1 and 3. They hit home with lessons we can remember and apply. Thanks!

Nell Rose from England on August 05, 2020:

I did love the rain one, but the onion made me laugh! I love your poetry it always makes me smile.

I have to say about the under 30s, and get it off my chest so to speak. Selfish, 3 year old temper tantrum snowflakes. There I said it.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

Thank you for always reading The poems from the porch Pamela. Yes, The Onion and the Tesseract sure rested me out. Glad to eat the virus is lessening in your area. I hope it continues to recede.

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on August 05, 2020:

I think the "The Onion and the Tesseract" was a very difficult topic, and I thought you wrote a very clever poem. The other two poems were also very good and I enjoyed reading all three.

I am sorry to hear the Covid virus is back in your area. It came to FL where I live, but it has strted to recede rapidly over the past few days in my county.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

It is always my pleasure, Bill. Thanks for giving me prompts that help me continue the series. Sorry to hear about the second wave there as well. Yes, complacency seems to come too easy to many.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on August 05, 2020:

Thanks so much for taking on my challenge. You did The Beatles justice for sure. As for the second wave of the virus, we are experiencing the same thing in our state, after doing so well for about three months. People got complacent, went to the beach, and two weeks later we are looking at another lockdown. Maddening!

Be safe, my friend, and thanks again.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

You are always welcome to return, Eric. Glad you enjoyed petrichor.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

Aww Mary, what a lovely comment. I am so glad these are your favourites of all I have written. That is very encouraging. Thank you.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on August 05, 2020:

Fantastic. Each one full of wonderful thought. I love love and petrichor. I think I must come back.

Mary Norton from Ontario, Canada on August 05, 2020:

These are my top favorites of all the poems you've done here. I love in the first poem your use of language and the humor. Because the two others speak of what I love, I enjoyed them so much.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

Rosina, thank you for always reading and supporting my work. It makes it all worthwhile.

Rosina S Khan on August 05, 2020:

Thank you for this lovely collection of poems. I especially liked "Petrichor" and "Can't Buy Me Love". Thank you for the varieties as always. It was a new set of horizons to think and ponder.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

Lorna, I was hoping I did justice to your request. I worried that it may have been too short, but I thought I said all I needed to without dragging it out. It is indeed a very special smell. Thank you for your comments on the other poems and for you suggestion as well....I shall spend a few hours outside gazing at the stars and see what I am inspired to write.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

Much appreciated, Umesh. Thank you, blessings to you also.

Lorna Lamon on August 05, 2020:

I love this particular smell and I loved the way you have worded this poem. Only someone with a strong connection to the earth could have written about this particular scent.

You also did an amazing job on Kyler's choice and lots of sound advice in 'Can't buy me Love'. Hat doffed to you once again John, you always manage to hit it out of the ballpark. I do have another suggestion (don't cringe). Gazing at the stars on a dark winter's evening.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 05, 2020:

Beautiful poetry. Keep it up John. Stay blessed.

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

Thank you Ann, I had to sit and think about these for quite a while before my muse got to work, especially the one suggested by Kyler. I am glad "Can't Buy Me Love" brought back memories of your holiday in Scotland.

Ann Carr from SW England on August 05, 2020:

You did so well with two difficult ones here, John. They were all great but I have to say my favourite was Petrichor. I love that smell and it does evoke childhood, as you say. There is much wisdom in your version of 'Can't Buy me Love'. That song alone brings back memories of a holiday in Scotland with family and friends when I was 13 and it was in the charts. Long, long, long time ago!!

Keep these porch poems coming!

Ann

John Hansen (author) from Queensland Australia on August 05, 2020:

Hey Flourish. Glad it wasn't just me that found that a tough topic to write about. Thanks for reading.

FlourishAnyway from USA on August 05, 2020:

No wonder you had such a hard time with that assignment. You did well with a couple of oddball topics.