MAY 31, 1980 (“A Gentle Retelling of the Eruption of Mt. St. Helens”)

From the series “1980”, written each day of 1980…


So still she sat,

a massive squatting Buddha,

in a deep, serene sleep

Cradled, for 123 years

in the arms of the earth,

while creatures about her

scurried at her feet like busy ants,

ignoring the snoring.

Over the decades

she kept her temper well.

But it came to pass

and history will record it

that one cataclysmic day

she could sit still no longer.


she said,

and the little creatures scattered like

frightened cockroaches.


(© KPKeelan)

This is one of 367 poems I wrote every day of 1980.  Some are so marginal, they are almost embarrassments now.  I resisted the impulse to rewrite the stinkers to preserve the breathtaking naivety and arrogance of youth that characterize these works. Among the plaintive, painfully self-aware cries of a lost manchild adrift, there are occasional gems that I read now with a mix of astonishment and delight. The more things change …


About KPKeelan

Fool, Philosopher, Lover & Dreamer, Benign TROUBLEMAKER, King and Jester of KPKworld, an online portal to visual and linguistic mystery, befuddlement and delight.
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One Response to MAY 31, 1980 (“A Gentle Retelling of the Eruption of Mt. St. Helens”)

  1. Stacy Fisher says:

    Very nice. Like the stated humor, too.


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