Thirteen Cases

Among the living, my eyes are open;

among the dead, my eyes are open still;

among the thieves, I’ve holes in my pockets;

among the liars, I am almost believed;

among the triumphant, my head is downcast;

among all identities, I am mistaken;

among the warriors, I walk away;

among the leaves, I hang on through winter;

among the remembered, I am forgotten;

among the forgotten, I am a tree;

among the trees, I won’t be remembered;

among the singers, I remain silent;

among the silent, I am singing this song.


About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have a number of blog sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: Essays on the Conscious Process: Compiled Poetry and Prosetry: Verses and ramblings on life as it is: Verses and Variations on the Investigation of Mind Nature: Verses on the Play of Consciousness: Poetic Fiction, Fable, Fantabulation: Poems of the Mountain Hermit: Love Poems from The Book of Yes: Autobiographical Fragments, Memories, Stories, and Tall Tales: Ancient and modern spiritual texts, creatively refreshed: Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: Thank You!
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