The Big Parade (new poem)
by Tim Kavi
If life is like a big parade
sometimes we watch it
without joining in
other times we walk in it,
swimming to the rhythms
of the marching band
sometimes we drive in it
twirl batons in it
prancing to the drums in it
we dance and clown in it
shake and shimmy in it
or throw candies to the crowd
but we must always
revel in it,
for in the Big Parade
we are marching,
just for the fun of it!
Poet's Afterword--as we head into November, I'm always looking forward to a big parade, like they have here in NY on the holiday, (as you might see in the film, Miracle on 34th Street; 1947) or in the streets of your town. In this simple poem, (as a departure for me), we have a simple message, perhaps a double meaning, but I hope you'll join me in the celebration of our mutual existence, in the Big Parade!--Namaste, TK.
