• Ross McKeachie

Chocolate

I savour life

It’s bittersweet


Like chocolate

True chocolate


A bite of laughter

Melts in my mouth


Cells dancing this body alive


Laughter fades

to silent, vibrant

momentary memory

Gone

but joy remains, like a spring

bubbling

And a trickle of lament

for the absence of the unlasting


Like


chocolate

Bittersweet


Do you ever listen

to the candlelit silence at night -

when the house speaks in creaks

and groans of the Earth

snoring and growing a dream

of tomorrow’s sunlit play?


To me that’s the time

to savour the body’s nectar

And quietly

remember the flavour of today, now gone


When I had today on my tongue

I twirled like a child

Wild

Drunk on the moment’s delight


Forgetting the coming of night

The melting away of the light


When it’s gone, do I throw a tantrum

Writhe and kick my feet

Scream and gnash my teeth?


No.

I’m still me.

And life is bittersweet.


When I eat a piece of chocolate

real chocolate that tastes like the land

and the farmer’s loving hand


It’s bittersweet


I savour life

and

for a moment

I understand.